Original subtitles

[theme song playing]

♪ It's not easy being me ♪

♪ Wash your face And brush your hair ♪

♪ Nag, nag, nag It's just not fair ♪

♪ I'm Horrid Henry ♪

♪ So down with school I'm gonna rule ♪

♪ And when I'm king I'll do my thing ♪

♪ And then my life Would be so sweet ♪

♪ I'm Horrid Henry ♪

♪ Nah, nah, nah Nah, nah, ney ♪

♪ The Purple Hand Gang Rules, okay ♪

♪ It's so easy being me ♪

♪ I'm Horrid Henry ♪

-Henry! -Huh?

Don't be horrid, Henry.

[bubbling]

You haven't forgotten about tomorrow, have you?

No, Dad, I haven't forgotten about tomorrow.

Tomorrow?

What's happening tomorrow?

Well, apart from it being tomorrow, of course.

[whispering] It's Mother's Day.

You haven't forgotten to get Mum a present, have you?

No, Dad, I haven't forgotten to get Mum a present. [giggles]

Henry, did you forget?

Um, I can't remember.

Well, try. Does ten pounds ring any bells?

It's Mother's Day next Sunday, so I want you to get Mum something nice.

Here's ten pounds.

Spend it wisely.

Oh, I will, Dad. I will.

[laughs cunningly] It's amazing how many sweets you can get for ten pounds.

[Dad] Henry? Henry!

Are you listening to me?

Uh, um, yes, Dad. Uh, what did you say?

[sighing in despair] Henry!

[music box playing]

Oh, Peter. My little bunnykins. That is so sweet.

Happy Mummy's Day, Mummy!

Henry?

[gulps] Uh, back in a minute.

Present for Mum. Present for Mum!

Hmm, how about this?

No, she knows where this comes from.

[Dad] Henry!

Think. I must think!

Um, washing up liquid? No. Teaspoon? No.

Rubber gloves? No.

[Dad] Henry!

Henry! Where is Mum's present?

Ah! So, you did manage to get Mum a present.

Well, I...

A special spa day.

[gasps]

"Create your very own special spa day

in the comfort of your own home."

Hmm. Well, Henry, I have to say, I'm impressed.

-You are? -Yes, I am.

I think it's a very good idea.

And I know the perfect day for you to do it.

-You do? -Yes.

You can do it tomorrow,

while Peter and I go to Tingly Toothbrushes' Father and Son Day.

I can?

Yes. You can, Henry.

I'm doing a special spa day... for Mum... tomorrow.

[screams] No!

"Welcome to your special spa day.

Feel pampered and looked after with our easy guide to doing it yourself."

Doing it yourself? How is that easy?

Oh, my very own special spa day.

I can't wait.

Oh, look at the state of this kitchen.

I really ought to tidy it up first.

Maybe you can give me a hand, Henry.

No!

Uh, I mean, uh, sounds like you need to relax. Right now, Mum.

No way am I tidying up the kitchen.

[sighing in exhaustion] You're right, Henry.

I need a little "me" time. So what's first?

A relaxing bubble bath, it says here. Yuck!

Hmm, lovely.

[Henry] Step one, run the bath.

Hmm.

Step two, add some bubbly stuff.

Hmm.

Step three, lie back and relax

in your very own jack... Jacu... Jacuz...

Mum, what's a jack...

Jasacuzi?

[Mum] A jacuzzi. A bath which blows bubbles.

Oh, that sounds cool!

Bubbles. I need something that can blow bubbles.

Ah. Come on, Winky the whale, you've got a job to do.

Mum!

No need to shout, Henry.

Your jackacuzi awaits.

Why, thank you, Henry.

-[splashing] -[Mum screaming] This bath is freezing cold.

[sniffing] Smells like washing-up liquid.

And what's this doing in my bath?

Oh, it's Winky the whale.

He's being a jac-jackacuzi.

The word is jacuzzi, Henry. Jacuzzi.

And Winky the whale is not a jacuzzi.

I'm going to tidy up the kitchen.

Oh, Dad'll never forgive me if I don't give Mum a special spa day.

Even worse, he might ask me for his ten pounds back.

[gasps] Henry!

What are you doing there?

Getting ready for your next treatment, of course.

I'm warning you, Henry. I haven't got time for your jokes.

Lie back and relax with a relaxing massage.

Oh, a massage. How lovely.

Are you sure you know what you're doing, Henry?

Just relax, Mum.

Henry, what are you doing?

I'm creating an atos... An atomos... An atomos...

An atmosphere?

That's it. It says here,

create an atmospafere with candles.

Well, I'm using my torch instead.

Well, that's something.

Oh, and soothing music.

[new-age instrumental music playing]

Henry, that is not soothing music.

[chuckling] Oops, sorry. Clumsy me.

[sighing] Oh, that's better.

[inhaling deeply]

Hmm.

Oh! Feeling much more relaxed now.

Then prepare to be massaged.

[Fang chattering]

[sighing contentedly] Feeling very relaxed now.

[sighs softly]

[snoring]

Phew. Good job, Fang.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Just one more treatment to go. Then we're off the hook, Fang.

A mud pack. Hmm.

I wonder what that means.

Turns out a mud pack is just a pile of mud that you put on your face.

[laughs] How cool is that?

Right. Let's see if Mum's awake yet.

[yawning]

Have a good sleep, Mum?

Oh! Yes, I did, thank you, Henry.

[yawns] But this kitchen still needs tidying up.

No! Uh, you've still got one more treatment to go.

Oh, I don't think I can, Henry.

Dad and Peter will be back soon and I've got to get supper ready and...

Don't you worry about that, Mum.

This is your special spa day, remember?

[sighing] Well, yes.

You lie down here and I'll be right back.

Well, all right, Henry. Maybe just a little lie down.

[laughing] Yes!

[laughs exultantly]

Hmm. Let me see. Is there anything else that I needed?

Cucumber. Cucumber?

Where am I going to get cucumber from?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Good old Fang.

Just like Peter says, "A friend in need is a friend indeed."

Good job, Fang.

Uh, are those teeth marks, Fang?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Ta-da! One mud pack. At your service.

Mum?

[Mum] I'm in here! I'm laying the table for tea.

Don't you want your mud pack then?

Well, maybe if there's time, Henry.

But I've got to get tea ready now. The boys will be back soon.

Oh! I've got it all ready for you.

Oh, I'm sorry, Henry. We just ran out of "me" time.

I see.

Maybe Dad or Peter will feel like a mud pack when they get home.

I, uh... That's a really good idea, Mum.

[doorbell rings]

I'll get it!

Guess what, Henry?

We went paint-balling and Dad fell in the mud

and he was really funny. [laughs]

-Really? -Yes.

Mum! Where are you?

Fancy a mud pack, Dad?

No, thanks. I've seen enough mud to last me a lifetime.

I'm off for a bath.

Fancy a mud pack, Peter?

Oh, yes, please, Henry.

Mum's been telling me what a great day she's had.

Good. At least someone has. I'm off for my bath.

Paint-balling and a mud pack. All in one day.

What fun!

[sighs contentedly]

A worm for a worm.

[laughs maliciously]

[sighs contentedly]

[water bubbling]

[gasping]

Help. Help!

[cicadas chirping]

[Mum] Bedtime, boys!

[growling]

[roaring]

[grunting]

Henry, you didn't put the top back on the toothpaste.

Out of my way, worm.

[Peter] And you didn't squeeze it from the bottom.

[Peter sighs]

Peter, you're such a wormy worm, smelly-nappy-baby-poopy-pants.

And you haven't brushed your teeth for long enough.

You know what the Happy Hippos say, Henry.

I don't want to know what the Happy Hippos say, Peter.

Happy Hippos say, "If you want happy teeth, you have to brush them right.

Brush them for two minutes, morning, noon and night."

[singing Happy Hippo theme song]

[grunting] I bet Happy Hippos don't have teeth like these!

[roaring]

[gasps] Mum!

[Mum] Don't be horrid, Henry.

Have you brushed your teeth, Henry?

He only brushed them for 45 seconds.

And Happy Hippos say...

"Brush them for two minutes...

[both] Morning, noon and night!"

[Peter laughing] Yay!

[grunting] It's not fair!

The worm talks about Happy Hippos,

morning...

Mum, we need more Sweet Tweets!

Sweet Tweets are really bad for you, Henry.

You should eat Happy Hippo Healthy Husks.

[Henry] ...noon...

[Peter] ♪ ...and into the Happy Hippo Hop! ♪

Oops. Sorry, Henry.

[growls]

[Henry] ...and night.

Move, worm, Gross Class Zero's on.

You know, Henry, you could learn something from Happy Hippos,

like being happy!

[singing Happy Hippos song]

[screaming] No!

[Henry grunting]

[growls]

-Henry. -Hmm?

Henry, it's not good to go to bed in a bad mood.

Yes, Mum.

Henry, are you listening to me?

What? Oh, uh, yes, Mum.

[Peter] Mum, can you switch off my light for me?

Coming, Peter.

Henry, bedtime, now!

'Night, Mum.

[growls]

[bird chirping]

[Henry snoring]

[Mum] Henry! Time to get up!

[Henry] Yes, Mum.

Now!

[growling]

[terrified cheeping]

[Henry yawning]

[growling]

[thudding]

Henry's up.

[yawns]

[Henry's voice] Good morning, Fang.

[groans]

Though it's not really.

Because it's a mouldy old school day.

Eek!

Henry's a dinosaur.

No, Henry can't be a dinosaur.

[roaring]

Henry's a dinosaur! Eek!

[growling and slurping]

Honestly, Henry. Your table manners are getting worse.

[belches]

Bye, Mum.

Aren't you gonna wait for...

Henry, you're going to be late.

[footsteps thudding]

[dog barking]

[grunting]

[yelping]

[children screaming]

[child] Help!

[Miss Battle-Axe] Margaret, yes. Susan, yes.

Henry...

Ah, Henry. So glad you could join us today.

Oh, uh, are you feeling quite yourself, Henry?

[roaring]

[Peter calls out] Mum, I'm home!

[Mum] Hello, sweetie bun! Did you have a good day at school?

-Oh, yes, Mum. I got my 160th gold star and... -[low growling]

There you are, Henry. Good day at school?

[Henry] No. Really, not good. Thank you, Mum.

Beastly Battle-Axe wouldn't stop asking me questions.

Well, Henry, do you think you might answer my question today?

Or shall we sit here till tomorrow?

-[growls] -[children laughing]

No one would play with me.

[boy screaming]

[children screaming]

I didn't have any lunch.

And when I asked Ralph if he wanted to play in the park after school,

he said he had to go home and do his homework!

Could you believe that?

Ralph doing his homework?

Yes, well, maybe you should take a leaf out of Ralph's book

and go and do your homework, Henry.

[Peter] I'm doing my homework, Mum.

Exactly. Off you go, Henry.

[sighs]

[grunts]

And see if you can be a bit happier when you come down for tea, Henry.

You've been in a bad mood all day!

[Henry grunting]

[sighs wearily] So that was my day, Fang. How has your day been?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

[chomping]

[grunting]

Same old, same old, eh, Fang?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

[sighs wearily] Mum says I have to be happy when I go down to tea.

That's gonna happen.

[voice] Help! Help!

-Did you hear that? -Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Someone help me!

Henry! You're supposed to be doing your homework!

Help! Over here!

Oh, thank goodness you've come.

My possum's stuck up this tree and won't come down.

[hissing]

What's its name.

She is called Possy, of course.

Of course.

[hissing]

Come on, Possy. Don't be scared.

Oh, Possy, you silly wee thing.

Climbing all the way up there!

Thank you, young man. You've made me very happy.

[chuckling] Whoo. I think Possy likes you.

[laughing]

Well, I like her, too.

Come on, Possy. Time to go home.

[chattering]

Say goodbye to this nice young man, Possy.

[chattering]

Are you the one they call "Horrid Henry"?

Uh, yes, I am.

Well, I am going to call you "Happy Henry".

[chuckles] So, goodbye for now, Happy Henry.

"Happy Henry", I can live with that.

For today.

[laughs maliciously]

-[door slams] -[Mum] Henry! Don't slam the door!

[Henry] Yes, Mum!

[Peter] Mum! It's my turn to watch TV.

But I want to watch Happy Hippos!

Henry, are you feeling all right?

Never better, worm. Now shush. This is the good bit.

[theme music playing]