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♪ The Wind in the Willows

♪ Sang softly to me

♪ Follow my voice

♪ Wherever it leads

♪ From mountains, through valleys

♪ To deep rolling seas

♪ Born on the wings of the breeze ♪

It had grown much colder.

The last few flowers hanging on into the damp of late autumn

had a frail, uneasy look about them

and the hedges already had the odd bald patch,

their leaves caught in the browning grass and the spiders' webs.

Badger, out for his morning constitutional,

always the same path, always the same distance,

sniffed at the cooling air and grunted with pleasure

at the thought of winter months by his fireside

with his books and memories for company.

As he reached the fringes of the Wild Wood, his daydreaming was disturbed.

- No, I won't! - Now, now, now!

Mustn't contradict a grown-up, especially not a grown-up weasel!

- Especially not me! - Ouch!

Oh, what's this?

Shall I give him the Chinese burn, Chief?

Please, sir, let me go! I'll be late for school.

- Ah, "sir" is much better. - Very nice, very nice.

And of course I'll let you go.

Just as soon as you hand over sixpence.

Oh, but I have to give it to teacher.

Tsk tsk tsk! No marks for wrong answer!

You have to give it to me.

You're on my path. It's sixpence to walk on my path.

Quite right, quite right.

Oh, but, sir, my mum will be ever so cross if I give it to you.

Your mum cross? Have you ever seen me cross, have you?

- Why, you little... - Now, then, none of that!

Oh, heck!

You let that young fella go!

Grrr!

- Ow! - Oh, Mr Badger, sir!

They were trying to take my school picnic money!

I know, sonny. I heard.

What, trying to take his...?

Oh, no, no. We was collecting for elderly weasels.

- It's the annual flag... - Your path, is it'?

Eh? Er, well, erm...

Sixpence to walk on it, is it'?

Just a cheap little joke.

Well, I'm on your path.

Would you care to take a sixpence from me?

Come and take a sixpence from me!

- Well, erm... - Come on!

All right, Mr Badger. We can't stand here arguing with the likes of you.

- We've got things to attend to. - Attend to them before I attend to YOU!

Grr!

Come on, come on.

Right, Chief, coming.

You rotten sneak!

- Oh, thank you, sir! - That's all right, sonny.

But make sure that you go to school with the others in future.

- You see where being late has got you. - Yes, sir.

Right, off you go.

Grr! Grrrr!

Interfering old fool!

- I'll pay him back for this! - Quite right, Chief, quite right.

Interfering with us in the lawful execution of our affairs!

Aye, just what I say, Chief.

No, I don't really. What does it mean?

It means, you idiot, that he has no right to stop us doing our job.

Ah! Like taking sixpences from rabbits!

Yes. Well...

Don't just stand there. Go and see if there's any more victims!

Yes, Chief. Right, Chief.

Useless object he is!

If I'd have had seven or eight of the other lads with me, Mr Badger,

it might have been a different story.

- But I'll get even with you. You'll see... - Ow!

- Oh, now what? - Oh! Oh!

Oh! Agh! Oh, Chief!

- Oh, what is it? - Oh! Oh! Ow!

- What's the matter with you? - Oh!

Oh, I got myself a right clout on this thing!

Fancy leaving it there! Someone's bound to walk into it!

You idiot, that's what you're meant to do! The humans put it there.

- Eh? - It's a trap, you fool!

Another couple of inches and it would have had your leg!

- Had my leg? - Like... that!

Oh!

Tsk tsk tsk!

A trap, eh? Hmm. Here, hang on, though.

Suppose a badger was to stumble into one of those?

Suppose a stupid, interfering, holier-than-thou badger

got his leg in one of those?

Ha ha! Ha ha!

Oh, that'd quieten him down!

That'd show him!

Here, you, wake up! Come on!

- Oh! Ow! - Come on, wake up!

- Oh! - Come on, come on!

Get the others. I've got a little job for "em.

That's right, that's right, more leaves. More leaves, you idiots!

Yeah, yeah, that's better. Now, you two and you two, set it!

- Set it, Chief? - Set it. Open its jaws and set the catch.

- Couldn't you do it, Chief? - No, you fool, I couldn't!

It's a four-handed job and supposing it should slip, eh?

Where would you be without me? Go on, get on with it!

Yes, Chief. Right, Chief.

Go on then. You heard what the Chief said.

Oh, yeah. I knew it would be us.

- All right, go on. - Heave!

- Oh! - One more.

- Done it, Chief! - Good. Good.

Now leave it. Get back to the hideout!

Now what happens, Chief?

Now we leave it here, waiting till tomorrow morning

when you will be hidden here!

Oh, all right, Chief.

Eh... why?

Because when Badger takes his regular stroll,

when he sets his interfering foot in my trap, when, bang, I've got him,

you will come and tell me so.

And I will laugh. And laugh! Ha ha ha ha ha!

Oh, yes, Chief. Right, Chief.

Now hop it, the lot of you!

And you be here at dawn!

Dawn?

Yes, Chief.

Right, Chief.

Mm-hm.

Eh? What's that?

Ha ha ha ha!

- It's him. - Ha ha ha ha!

Now for it...

- Oh, Mr Badger, sir! - Oh!

Yes? What? You again? I thought I told you not to go to school on your own!

- Sir, I'm not going to school. - Look, young fellow.

You can't just stay away from school.

No, sir, there isn't no school.

- There isn't ANY school. - That's right, sir. It's Saturday.

Ah, Saturday. Oh, yes. Yes, of course.

Will you come, Mr Badger, sir?

- Come? - It's the hedgehogs, sir.

Whatever are you talking about?

They say it's their fence and my dad says it's the rabbits'.

They say, "Yes, it is!" I think they might start hitting one another.

Dad said, "Go and get Mr Badger. He'll sort it out."

So, will you, sir, please?

Oh, dear me!

Fences and boundaries!

"When property came in, peace went out,” as my old father used to say.

Sir, please!

Oh, very well. Lead the way, young fellow, my lad, lead the way.

- Here, you can't... - Hmm? What?

Oh!

Oh, he can't do that. He'll miss the blessed trap.

Oh, lummy, I shall get it in the neck! The Chief will go...

Oh...

Hang on.

Yeah. Yeah. Heh heh heh heh!

Now, he goes...

Then he... comes back...

Rabbits' place...

Badger's place is over there, so, uh...

Hee hee hee! Yeah!

Now then...

Careful, careful.

Heh heh heh heh!

Very nice, Mr Badger. Very nice.

The Chief will give me promotion for this.

He will that!

Where's that idiot? Why isn't he here?

I don't know, gov. Ask me another.

If he's mucked it up, if he's let that badger get away with it, I'll...

Oh, I'll... I'll pickle him!

- Right, gov. - Oh, shut up! Wait here.

- I'm gonna sort this blooming well out! - Oh!

Heh heh heh! Very nice. Heh heh heh! Very nice.

Now then... Badger!

Boom, boom-boom, boom-boom, boom-boom!

Walkie, walkie!

Clang! Got ya, Mr bloomin' Badger!

Ha ha ha ha ha!

Oops! Ho ho ho!

Clang! Ha ha ha ha!

Ha ha ha ha ha!

If he's dropped off, I'll skin him, I'll boil him, I'll pickle him!

Oh, Badger, I want you... Grrr!

Now...

Just wait.

Just wait for Mr bloomin' Badger!

Don't let him get away!

Hello? Is it...? Ha ha!

Oh, here... Oh, no!

No! Not the Chief!

- No, Chief! - Get down, you idiot!

No!

Aaaagh!

Aaaaaaaagh!

Aaaaaaaaagh!

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaggghhhh!

- Great heavens! - Oh, Ratty!

Oh, my dear fellow. It sounded like someone...

- Trapped.

- How terrible. - We ought to see if we can...

Help. Come on.

- It came from Badger's way. - Oh, Rat!

But that wasn't Badger. It sounded more like...

Hello! Hello! Help!

Is there anyone there?

- That sounds like... - Come on, Mole.

Here, gov, it's the Chief!

He's been trapped!

What? The Chief Weasel? That villain?

You've got to help him.

He's hurt bad.

- Oh, but, Ratty... - Yes, you're right, Mole.

Weasel or rabbit or one of us, it makes no difference.

All right, we're coming. Lead the way.

Aagh! Aagh!

Aaagh! Aaagh! Oh!

Aaagh! Ow!

Aagh! Oh!

Oh, me leg!

Oh! Uh... Uh!

Oh! Aagh! Watch what you're doing!

- Oh, I'm so sorry. - Come on, come on, get me out!

- Sorry, but we just can't manage it. - Can't manage it?

Aaagh! Can't manage it? But what...? Aaagh!

- We're not strong enough. - Where are your friends?

Friends? Friends?

Do you mean that gang of layabouts that I have the misfortune to be the leader of?

- Yes. - Tell him where my friends are, you idiot!

- Tell him! - Oh! Erm, they've...

They've... They've gone to the races.

They've gone to the races? That's where they've gone? I'll boil them!

Oh dear, oh dear! Who could have left the horrible thing here?

- Well, it was... - You shut your mouth!

No, what were you going to say?

Ratty, look, it's Badger!

Thank heaven, it's just the chap we need! Badger! Badger!

My dear Rat and Mole, whatever is going...?

- You! - Grr! What of it?

He's been trapped, Badger. It's his leg. We can't get the jaws open.

- Let's see. - Don't touch me!

Quiet, man!

Ah...

No, you never will get them open.

Too strong a spring. Leave it.

Leave it? Leave it? You miserable old fool, you don't care!

You just don't care!

You're a cold-blooded old hypocrite! ...

I hate you, Badger! I hate you!

- You... - Eh?

- Be quiet! - Don't you...

BE QUIET!

Now, Ratty, Mole, hold the trap steady while I get this between the teeth.

- You hold on to your Chief. - Right, gov.

Hateful devices!

What kind of a creature would put that there?

- Please, sir. Please, sir. - Yes, young fella?

It was him. I seen him.

Hmm?

Here! No!

Don't look at me! It wasn't my idea. He told me to!

You blabbing idiot! Oh! Aaagh, aaagh!

Well, well, I might have known.

As you sow, so shall you reap.

By Jove, yes. You've paid yourself out, Weasel.

That leg is badly bruised, if not broken.

Isn't that nice for you and your clever friends?

No, it isn't. You may be thoroughly evil, but you're still, alas, one of us.

Well, yeah...

- Now, are we ready? - Yes.

Right.

Aaaagh! Aaagh! Ow! Aagh!

- Now, quick! - Oh!

- Oh, Badger! - Come on, let's get a splint on that leg.

Now then, you young rabbits, get you home.

And you, all of you, hmm? Off you go!

Yes, Mr Badger.

Yeah, thank you, Mr Badger.

Grrr!

Here we are! I thought this might do for a crutch.

Well done, Mole.

Right, that's that. Now you'd better get him home.

Yes, gov.

Here you are, Chief. I'll help you.

- Aagh! You clumsy idiot! - Aagh! Oh, Chief!

At least that's taught him a lesson. Perhaps he'll be a better creature now.

You don't know your weasels, Mole. Weasels don't change.

No, Ratty. Weasels don't change.

And neither do humans, I'm afraid.

Ah, well... We'll put this piece of mischief somewhere safe.

Come along. It's time to go home, my friends. Time to go home.

♪ Spin me a dream

♪ Woven silver and gold

♪ From sunshine and shadows

♪ And days long ago

♪ Where people are memories

♪ And stories unfold

♪ Willows

♪ The tales you have told me

♪ Wind in the Willows

♪ You just seem to know

♪ Who you can tum to

♪ And which way to go

♪ To unwind your wondrous mind

♪ Wind in the Willows

♪ Take me there ♪