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[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 ♪

♪ La la la la la la ♪

Ooh, how I love buttercups.

Let's see if you like buttercups, little Vera, Vera.

[chortles]

[Peter chuckling]

I think you like buttercups, little Vera, Vera.

Yes, I do.

[retching]

Do you like buttercups little Vera, Vera?

-[chortles] -Do you? Do you?

[Vera crying]

Ah, this is nice.

Oh, yes. This is really really nice.

[Henry buzzing]

Thank you, Henry.

I am just pretending to be a bee.

Well, buzz off then.

Ah, this is nice.

Oh, yes.

This is really really nice.

[buzzing]

What are you now, Henry?

A wasp?

Oh, a wasp?

Oh, no, Paulie.

You know how I hate wasps.

Don't let it get me, oh.

[Henry buzzing]

Right, that's it. You horrid boy!

Anyone for freshly baked cupcake?

Want to play, Vera?

Yes, please, Henry.

These look nice.

Really, really nice.

Could I have one?

Don't be horrid, Henry.

Guests first.

Oh, I guess that's me then.

Oh, ugh.

[screams] Henry!

[slurping]

Here we are.

Freshly baked cup cakes,

second time round.

These look nice.

Really, really nice.

Oh, yes. Really, really nice.

Hmm. What that boy needs is a bit of discipline.

Well, yes.

He needs to know which side his bread is buttered.

Right.

Tell you what?

Let me take him to work with me one day.

It will show him what's what.

Well, um, I am not sure.

Good. That's agreed then.

Now, how about tomorrow?

It's a Sunday.

It should be nice and quiet.

Oh, uh, all right then,

if you're sure.

Oh, it will do him a world of good.

You'll see.

[alarm beeping]

[alarm continues beeping]

Oh. What time is it?

[alarm continues beeping]

[Yawning] It's 4 o'clock in the morning.

Whose great idea was this?

Who's going to wake up Henry?

I'll do it.

[crunch]

[grunts] Great.

I can't even begin to imagine why there's a spiky spider in my slipper.

-[crunch] -Ouch!

Hmm. Maybe going to work with Paul will do Henry the world of good.

[doorbell rings]

[groans] Dad, there's someone at the front door.

Oh, good, you are up, Henry.

No, I'm not. I'm still asleep.

I just came to tell you there's someone at the door.

I know. It's Paul.

Pimply Paul? What's he doing here?

Don't be horrid, Henry.

Just go and get dressed.

-Why? -[doorbell ringing]

Because you're going to work with Paul.

But it's the middle of the night.

No, it's not. It's...

It's 5 past 4 in the morning.

Now go and get dressed.

But I don't want to get dressed at 5 past 4 in the morning.

All right, then you can go in your pajamas.

But I don't want to go in my pajamas.

I don't want to go at all!

Uh, Henry.

I thought you'd buckled out of coming.

[laughs maliciously]

Well I have. See you later.

No, Henry. I'll see you later.

Come on, Henry. Our carriage awaits.

-Hmm, you're a milkman? -Yeah.

Well, officially, I'm a sole provider

of dairy goods as classified by Regulation 590

of the Trading Rules dated as of most recent designation,

but, yeah, I'm a milkman.

And proud of it.

-Cool. -Hop in, Henry.

We've got deliveries to make.

Any good at map reading?

[swallows] Uh...

Good, because I'm rubbish at it.

Never know if I'm going up or down.

But...

[horn tooting]

Who's that?

Eddie Edwards.

He's trying to take over my delivery patch.

What? That's not fair!

Too right, it's not fair.

But then when you think about it,

life's not really fair, is it?

Well, no, but...

-But what, Henry? -But you're a grown up.

You can do something about it.

[snorts] That's what you think.

Well, yeah. It is what I think.

So we're not going to let Evil Eddie Edwards

get away with it, are we?

Yeah. You are not as horrid as I thought you were.

Well, maybe you are.

But you're certainly not as stupid.

Well, thank you, I think.

So, what are we going to do now, Henry?

We're not going to let him get away with it, are we?

No, we're not.

Well, come on then.

Come on then, what?

Let's go, that's what.

Oh, right.

Off we go.

[bottles clinking]

[horn tooting]

[bottles clinking]

[imitates engine roaring]

Come on, Trigger, you can do it.

Well, who's Trigger?

Oh. Ha, ha. That's what I call my milk cart.

Some times I pretend it's a horse.

Well, all the time, actually.

Giddy up, Trigger. Ha, ha.

What does that do?

Eh? Oh, that makes it go faster.

Well, shall I press it then?

-Why? -So we can go faster.

Oh, right. You mean, so we can, uh...

So we can catch up with Evil Eddie Edwards, yes.

Hold tight, Henry.

What's that button for?

No, don't even think about pressing that button, Henry.

Why?

What is it with you kids and all your questions.

-Because I say so, Henry. -But...

First delivery, coming up.

Oi! Watch where you're going.

Well, aren't you going to deliver the milk?

Too late.

[Henry] Oh, Evil Eddie Edwards.

He got here before us.

Well, come on then.

Aren't we going to go after him?

It's no good, Henry.

I've been fighting Evil Eddie Edwards

for ages now and I can't seem to get rid of him.

He's always there before me.

But there must be something we can do.

[bell ringing]

Eureka. That's it!

That's what?

That's it!

He is going forwards, so we'll go backwards.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Look, just follow my directions.

Okay, Henry.

Giddy up, Trigger.

Oh. Oh, yeah, yeah. Uh, giddy up, Trigger.

[brakes squeal]

Way to go, Henry.

Well, this is it.

[revving engine]

Giddy up, Trigger.

[horn tooting]

He's chasing us!

[horn tooting]

Come on, Trigger!

What did you say this button does?

I didn't.

So what happens if I press it?

Oh, there you go with your questions again.

All right, I give in. I don't know what it does. All right?

Maybe it's a "go even faster" button.

Maybe it's a "go even faster" button.

[both] It is a "go even faster" button!

-Hee, haw! -Hee, haw!

Look!

-Na, na, na, na, na. -Na, na, na, na, na.

[theme music playing]

Ready?

Ready.

What is it, Henry?

Something's wrong.

Uh oh.

Double uh oh.

[both screaming]

[both grunting]

Well, well, well.

What have we here?

[strangled voice] All right, very funny.

[strangled voice] What are you going to do with us?

The question isn't so much what am I going to do with you,

as what am I going to do... with this.

You wouldn't.

She would.

He's right,

and as usual, you're wrong.

I most certainly... would.

[hissing]

[both scream] No!

[children clamoring]

[child] Ew. Ugh.

-Ew... -Ew...

[child retching]

What I don't understand is how she's been one step ahead

of the Purple Hand Gang all week.

[inaudible dialog]

[inaudible laugh]

[thuds]

Run away!

[laughing]

Yeah. I-it's like she's reading our minds.

Oh, that's spooky.

Reminds me of something.

What?

A Gross Class Zero episode.

Oh, yeah. The one where Bogey Barbara and Fred Fartwell

nearly drowned in the butter baked beans.

No, the one where Fred Fartwell and Bogey Barbara--

I smell a rat!

A rat? Where?

Very funny, Ralph.

Don't you remember?

It was a mole what did it.

What mole? Come on, Henry. You know I don't like wild life.

Come on, I'll show you.

[on TV] Bogie Fart Team

[belching]

[Evil Emperor laughs maliciously]

You'll never escape from my fearsome fortress,

Mr. Fred Fartwell.

[farts]

[Emperor] Blistering barn burners. He's escaped. [farting]

[both] He's escaped!

[squeaks]

[farts]

[narrator on TV] As Fred Fartwell made his escape,

his mind flashed back to that fateful day

when he first met Rancid Robbie.

Good morning, class.

There's someone I'd like you to meet.

Everyone, this is Robbie.

[squeaking]

They call me Rancid Robbie.

[all whooping and cheering]

Meet us after school, Rancid Robbie.

We are going on a Gross Class Zero field trip.

Better not let him into our secrets too quickly, Bogey Barbara.

[farts] We hardly know him.

He's just as gross as we are, Fred Fartwell.

You're only jealous because his armpits

are smellier than your farts.

They are not.

[farts]

[coughing]

Oh, gross.

I'm still the smelliest.

Anyone here?

What?

Shh.

What are you doing?

This is the field trip I was telling you about.

[whirring]

Agents of SICK have taken over the factory.

-Sick? -Yeah, S-I-C-K,

The Secret International Criminal [farts] Klub

-[Fred farts] -I can't smell.

Simon Snotful at your service.

They are making a deodorant

that can wipe out anything gross.

It makes sweat sweet and farts fragrant.

We're gonna stop them.

Count me in.

[Barbara] This way.

[siren blaring]

Deodoroids!

We've been set up!

[sneezing]

[yelling]

[exclaims] That was close.

That was much too close.

Hold on. Where's Rancid Robbie?

I didn't tell him about this meeting.

That's not very nice.

Listen, Bogey Barbara.

Robbie's a rat.

No.

What about the Deodoroids at the factory?

Someone tipped SICK off.

You're right.

She's a rat.

See, Robbie's a rat.

Okay, so Robbie's a rat, but,

how does that help us?

Purple Hand Gang fort, now.

We need a meeting.

[clearing throat]

There is a mole among us.

Oh, no, not the mole again.

What do you mean, Henry?

I mean, someone is telling Moody Margaret

what we're planning to do before we do it.

Why would they want to do that thing?

So she can stop us doing it.

So, who's telling her?

[sighs] That's what we're here to find out.

So, has anyone been telling Moody Margaret

what we are planning to do before we do it?

-No. -No way.

I don't know.

See, Henry, everyone says, "No".

Well, Bert said, "I dunno."

But we know what he meant.

So, that means no one over here

is a rat or a mole or any other kind of wild life.

What do you say, Ralph?

W-what do I say?

Yeah.

You know all the plans inside out.

Even the ones the others don't know about.

Are you the mole, Ralph?

He is the mole?

Of course, he is not the mole, Al.

He is just really upset

that Henry would think he is the mole.

Do you really think he is the mole, Henry?

I don't know.

Let's find out.

What's up, Ralph?

What's up, Henry?

Look, Ralph. I'm sorry I thought you were the mole

a-and we have thought of a way for you

to prove that you're not the mole.

I'm not the mole, Henry.

You should trust me when I say that.

Yeah, well, I do trust you.

But let's try this anyway.

[sighing] All right. What's the plan?

[whispering]

How did you get on?

I think he is going for it.

I told him we were going to water ball Moody Margaret

by the girls toilet,

but we are going to catch her by the boys toilet.

So if she is waiting for us by the girls toilet,

then Ralph's the mole.

And if she's waiting for us by the boys toilet,

then he is not the mole.

-Easy. -Easy.

Come on, Henry, I know you're planning to get me.

Yes! That means you're not the mole, Ralph.

I know I'm not the mole, Henry.

Then who is?

Hmm, we still don't know.

Henry, will you play with me?

No, I'm looking for a mole.

Oh... I've got a mole.

♪ Whirly, whirly Whirly, whirly mole ♪

♪ He's the whirliest mole You'll ever know ♪

I'm really not in the mood, thank you, worm.

Oh, okay.

♪ Whirly, whirly Whirly, whirly mole ♪

Off you go, Whirly, roll over there.

Henry, what's your Super Snooper doing behind here?

[Peter] I can see you.

My Super Snooper?

Margaret's been spying on me

with my Super Snooper!

That means, it is me who is the mole.

[screams] No!

[theme music playing]