Transcript:Horrid Henry's Fairy Dance

[In the living room, Perfect Peter is reading a book about fairies to Mum]
Perfect Peter: I would really, really, really like to see a real live fairy, but they are very shy. They hide in the trees and bushes.
[Upstairs, Horrid Henry and Rude Ralph are about to sneak into the kitchen]
Horrid Henry: Ready?
Rude Ralph: Ready.
Horrid Henry: Shhh!
Rude Ralph: Shhh!
[Henry and Ralph start sneaking into the kitchen, going down the stairs]
Perfect Peter: Fairies have fairy wings, so they can fly, and they have magic fairy dust, so they can do magic and...
[Scene cuts to the hallway, as the camera pans to the kitchen. Henry gets to the sweet jar in the cupboard after some help from Ralph by climbing up on his back]
Rude Ralph: Shhh!
[Henry puts the sweet jar away, then the camera zooms out to show Ralph rubbing his tummy after eating some sweets and is about to hi-five Henry as he climbs back down to hi-five Ralph, but before either can hi-five each other, Mum comes in the kitchen]
Mum: And what are you two up to? [scene cuts to show her in the doorway with Peter]
[Henry and Ralph look at each other before Ralph shakes his head. Mum walks over to the cupboard, opens it and notices that the sweet jar is nearly empty]
Mum: It's nearly empty, Henry! Who's eaten all the sweets?
Horrid Henry: It was... [swallows] uh...
Rude Ralph: Fairies.
Horrid Henry: Yeah, must have been fairies.
Perfect Peter: Fairies don't eat sweets, Henry.
Horrid Henry: Silence, worm! [looks up at the ceiling]
Mum: Stick your tongues out.
Horrid Henry: But...
Mum: Now.
[Henry and Ralph both stick their tongues out]
Mum: And I suppose the fairies painted your tongues red too! I'm telling your mum, Ralph. [Ralph glares at Henry, who shrugs his shoulders, while Mum walks over to the cupboard] And as for you, Henry, you won't be choosing a video this weekend.
Horrid Henry: But... but it's my turn!
Mum: You should have thought of that before you ate all the sweets! [puts the sweet jar back in the cupboard]
Horrid Henry: But we didn't eat all of them!
Mum: Peter, you can choose. [closes the cupboard]
Perfect Peter: [excitedly runs into the kitchen] Ooooh, goody! I want to see Fairy Fun again!
Horrid Henry: Fairy Fun? [screams] NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
[Title card shows] 
[Scene cuts to Henry drawing a picture of Peter and a fairy on the garden path with a stick]
Rude Ralph: Fairy Fun is for babies.
Horrid Henry: I know. We've seen it 21 times!
Rude Ralph: Maybe Peter will get into trouble and you'll get your turn back.
Horrid Henry: [scoffs] Peter? Get into trouble? You must be joking...
[Scene cuts to show Ralph's mum pulling up to Henry's house in her car to pick Ralph up]
Rude Ralph: There's my mum. See ya. [runs over to his mum's car]
[Henry rubs off Peter's head on his drawing]
Horrid Henry: [to the audience] Ralph's right. [replaces Peter with a drawing of himself] I'm always getting into trouble, but Peter never gets into trouble. Not on his own, anyway. [sighs and throws his stick aside]
[Scene cuts to Peter in the living room. Henry walks in]
Perfect Peter: Look, Henry! I'm making fairy wings! But I need some material...
[Henry looks around for something Peter can use for his fairy wings, sees Dad's best shirt and picks it up thinking Peter can use it]
Horrid Henry: Why don't you use Dad's shirt?
Perfect Peter: But that's Dad's best shirt! I can't use Dad's best shirt! [takes the shirt from Henry]
Horrid Henry: [gives Peter some scissors] I'm sure he won't mind.
Perfect Peter: Oh, okay, then.
Horrid Henry: [leaves the room] Ha-ha! Easy peasy! [walks into the kitchen where Mum is washing dishes] Mum! Peter's taken Dad's best shirt!
Mum: What? Wh-Wh-Why on Earth would Peter do that?
Horrid Henry: I don't know. He says he's making fairy wings.
Mum: Fairy wings? Oh, how sweet! He's so creative.
[Henry sighs and hides his face in his hands. Scene cuts to the back garden, where Henry is in his Purple Hand fort]
Horrid Henry: It's not easy getting Peter into trouble when everyone thinks he's so perfect. [Henry hears 'Dance Of The Sugar Plum Fairy' coming from next door] Eh? Who's playing the retro muck?
[Scene cuts to Moody Margaret dancing in her back garden]
Moody Margaret: [lands on her bottom] Ow!
Horrid Henry: Ha! Nice try, Margaret.
Moody Margaret: For your information, wimp-head, I am the Sugar Plum Fairy.
Horrid Henry: [jumps down from the fence] Ha! The Sugar Bum Fairy, more like! [laughs]
Moody Margaret: [furiously grabs Henry by his shirt] Listen to me, airhead! [starts forcing Henry into ballet] My mum's already given me a Monster Magic Kit!
Horrid Henry: A Monster Magic Kit?
Moody Margaret: And a Double Triple Drencher 10,000.
Horrid Henry: Double Triple Drencher 10,000?
Moody Margaret: And a Fairy Wairy Walkie Talkie Burpy Slurpy Teasy Weasy Doll.
Horrid Henry: And a... oh. I don't want one of those.
Moody Margaret: Because I practise every day. [pretends to kick Henry] So, there!
Horrid Henry: Ugggh! [retreats from Margaret's garden] It'll take more than a Double Triple Drencher 10000 to get me into that stupid skirt! [Margaret starts kicking the fence] You Sugar Dumb Fairies can be really mean! [gets a brilliant idea on how he can get Peter into trouble; Eureka moment] EUREKA! THAT'S IT! Fairies!
[The scene cuts to the evening. Henry's going undercover to get Margaret's tutu as part of his plan. He looks through his binoculars, sees the tutu and quietly crawls on his belly over to Margaret's house, trying to remain undercover. He looks up, sees it again and tries to use a pair of salad tongs tied to a rope to try and get it but is unsuccessful the first time, and again the time after that]
Moody Margaret: [sighs and places the Fairy Wairy Walkie Talkie Burpy Slurpy Teasy Weasy Doll on her bedroom windowsill] There you go, Fairy Wairy Walkie Talkie Burpy Slurpy Teasy Weasy Doll.
[After Henry has another attempt, Margaret becomes suspicious and looks down from her bedroom window. Henry tries to maintain his cover by leaning against the wall. When Margaret leaves, Henry tries again and is successful this time, and tries to pull the tutu down from the hanger. The tutu and the Fairy Wairy Walkie Talkie Burpy Slurpy Teasy Weasy Doll both fall on Henry]
Horrid Henry: [sighs] This had better be worth it!
[The scene cuts to Henry walking to the bottom of the stairs, hiding something in his hands]
Perfect Peter: Henry, look! I've finished my wings!
Horrid Henry: [starts walking up the stairs] Shhhh!
Perfect Peter: [walks over to Henry next to his bedroom door] What's in there, Henry?
[Henry leads Peter into his bedroom. The scene then cuts to Peter and Henry on Henry's bed]
Horrid Henry: Do you swear by the Sacred Oath of the Purple Hand to say nothing about this to anyone?
Perfect Peter: I swear.
Horrid Henry: Even if you're being tortured by aliens? [Peter nods his head to say yes. Henry shows him what he thinks is fairy dust] Fairy dust...
Perfect Peter: Fairy dust? Wow! It looks just like glitter.
Horrid Henry: [closes his hands back up] Of course it looks like glitter. Where do you think glitter comes from? They left it behind. I saw them.
Perfect Peter: The fairies? You saw real fairies? [Henry nods his head to say yes] Can I see them too?
Horrid Henry: Well, they only come out at night.
Perfect Peter: Wha-wh-wh-that's okay. I'll ask Mum and Dad if I can stay up.
Horrid Henry: No! Tell no-one! You swore by the Sacred Oath.
Perfect Peter: Oh, okay. Maybe you could ask them to come before 7:30?
Horrid Henry: What?
Perfect Peter: Well, that's my bedtime.
Horrid Henry: Oh, I see. You're too much of a smelly nappy baby to stay up and see the fairies.
Perfect Peter: Oooh, I really do want to see the fairies! [thinks] Okay, let's do it!
Horrid Henry: Yes!
[The scene cuts to the garden at the dead of night. Henry and Peter start walking into the garden and to the tree]
Perfect Peter: [whispering] I've brought a snack for the fairy. Ooh, and a thank you letter for the fairy to give to the tooth fairy. And I've brought my binoculars so I can see close-up. Ooh, and my...
Horrid Henry: Shhhh! Hurry! [Peter starts walking up to the tree] Up you go. You'll get a good view of the fairies from up there.
Perfect Peter: [looks up at the tree] Oooh, it's very high up...
Horrid Henry: No, it isn't. Here, I'll help you. [Henry helps Peter start climbing] Now go higher! [Peter climbs higher and higher up the tree] Higher! [starts looking in his bag]
Perfect Peter: Oooh, this is high enough!
Horrid Henry: The things I have to do. [puts on Margaret's tutu, before picking up the Fairy Wairy Walkie Talkie Burpy Slurpy Teasey Weasy Doll, causing Henry to briefly look away in disgust] Ugggh!
Perfect Peter: Henry... [looks down from the tree] Wow! [we see the 'fairy' is truly Henry wearing Margaret's tutu and holding the Fairy Wairy Walkie Talkie Burpy Slurpy Teasy Weasy Doll] Fairies, real live fairies! [scene cuts to Henry in the tutu dancing around the garden with the doll] No-one will believe this! [takes a photo with his camera, then notices that Henry is gone] Huh? [whispers] Henry, they've gone! I need your help to get down! [looks down from the tree] Henry?
[The scene cuts to the hallway, where it is revealed that Henry actually went back inside the house and left Peter stuck up the tree, and is now dashing back upstairs to his bedroom with the Fairy Wairy Walkie Talkie Burpy Slurpy Teasy Weasy Doll and his bag containing the tutu. The scene then briefly cuts back to Peter stuck up the tree]
Perfect Peter: Henry?
[The scene cuts to Henry's bedroom, and he quickly jumps back in bed]
Horrid Henry: [to the doll] Ha-ha! Did that plan work or what? [throws the doll across the room] Peter will be sent to his room for so long, they'll have to put in a toilet! [quickly tucks himself in, pretending to be asleep]
Perfect Peter: [from the tree outside] Henry! [The scene cuts to Peter stuck up the tree. At this point, Peter is left with no other choice but to call for Mum and Dad] MUUUUUM! DAAAAAD! [camera zooms out to show more of the neighbourhood, the residents of which are woken up by Peter's cries for help. This is represented by some lights turning on in some house windows] MUUUUUUUUM!! DAAAAAAAAD!!
[The scene cuts to the doorway into Henry's bedroom. Mum and Dad open the door to check on Henry in his room, and they see that he is fast asleep in bed. This causes them to realize that Peter might be the one outside at this time of night]
Mum and Dad: Peter!? [they close the door]
[The scene then cuts to the back garden, where they are looking for Peter]
Mum: Peter? Where are you?
Perfect Peter: [from the tree] I'm over here!
Mum: What are you doing up there?
Perfect Peter: I was looking at the fairies!
Dad: Don't be ridiculous!
Perfect Peter: But I saw one!
Mum: Come down, right now!
Dad: [helping Peter down from the tree] This silly fairy stuff has got to stop! [he puts Peter down on the tree platform]
Mum: Oh, look what you've done!
[Dad puts Peter back down on the ground]
Perfect Peter: [tearfully] It was Henry's fault! He made me climb the tree!
Dad: Henry is fast asleep in bed, which is where you should be, Peter.
Mum: I am so disappointed in you, Peter.
[Peter then breaks down in tears and cries loudly before Dad notices that his best shirt was used to make Peter's fairy wings]
Dad: Is that my best shirt?
[A furious Dad then takes Peter back inside the house and straight to bed. Mum then sees Peter's camera on the ground, picks it up and has an idea. The scene then cuts to Henry in bed, while Mum and Dad are putting Peter straight to bed. Henry hears what is going on]
Mum: [from outside Henry's room] Now go straight to bed, Peter!
Dad: [from outside Henry's room] And stay there!
Horrid Henry: Bye-bye, Fairy Fun!
[Mum comes into Henry's room, and Henry then quickly tucks himself back in to make it look like that he is fast asleep before Mum notices. Mum turns on the light]
Mum: Henry... [walks up to Henry in bed with the camera and wakes him up by gently shaking him a little] Henry... Sorry to wake you.
Horrid Henry: [yawns] Oh, that's okay, Mum.
Mum: But I know you wouldn't want to wait another minute to see the lovely photo Peter took of the fairies. [shows Henry the photo] Look.
Horrid Henry: [looks at the photo and sees that it's truly him] No! [hides his face in his hands]
Mum: Now you get some sleep, Henry. I'm sure Margaret will love this photo.
Horrid Henry: [looks up] No! [tries to take the camera away from Mum]
Mum: Miss Battle-Axe, too. In fact, I think I'll e-mail it to everyone we know. [walks towards the door] Who would have thought we had a fairy right here in our house?
Horrid Henry: [lies back down] NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
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