Transcript:Horrid Henry and the Dinner Guests

[Peter is practicing his cello in the sitting room]
Horrid Henry: [opens the front door] I'm home! [to Peter] You're supposed to make that noise upstairs in your room. [Peter continues playing. Henry walks up to him and stops him] Didn't you hear me, worm? I'm going to watch Mutant Max.
Perfect Peter: No you're not. There's no telly tonight.
Horrid Henry: [surprised] No telly? [thinks] What did I do wrong this time?
Perfect Peter: Nothing. Mum's new boss is coming to dinner.
Horrid Henry: Cool! We always get pudding when people come to dinner. I hope it's chocolate mousse. I'm going to check out the pudding. 
[Henry flips Peter's music book upside down and leaves the room. Peter starts playing again, but off-key. He looks at the book, confused. The scene changes to the kitchen]
Horrid Henry: [opens the fridge and sees the bowl of chocolate mousse] Yes! Chocolate mousse, my favourite. [Henry goes to eat some]
Dad: [enters the room] Henry, don't touch that! [Henry jumps and drops the bowl of chocolate mousse. It bounces off the worktop and breaks on the floor. Chocolate mousse covers the floor and the walls. Dad sighs] Oh no. Henry! [Peter runs in]
[The scene changes to Henry cleaning the kitchen with a bucket of soapy water and a cloth]
Horrid Henry: Do I have to clean the floor?
Dad: Yes. And the walls as well. I want this place spotless for the Mossys. And Henry, it's a grown-ups only evening. You'll be in bed when they arrive.
Horrid Henry: [disappointed] In bed?
Perfect Peter: But I'm staying up to play the cello!
Horrid Henry: THAT'S NOT FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIR!!!
[Title card appears. When the episode resumes, Henry and Peter are having their dinner. Henry is on his knees pleading with Dad to let him stay up]
Horrid Henry: Dad, please can I stay up for dinner?
Dad: After last time? No way!
[Dad remembers the last time. A smartly-dressed, elderly couple are visiting for dinner. As they sit down, Henry places a whoopee cushion on the husband's chair. The sound effect shocks him and his false teeth fly out. They bite down on his wife's nose, causing her wig to fly off]
Horrid Henry: [giggles] That was ages ago. I was younger then.
[Flashback begins. Dad remembers the time before that when a middle-aged couple were visiting. Henry and Peter bring in the food]
Dad: Ah, dinner is served!
[Dad takes the lid of Henry's plate and Fluffy jumps out. She bounces off the guests' heads. The woman screams and Henry laughs]
Dad: Oh no.
[Flashback ends]
Horrid Henry: I'm more grown up now. I promise to behave.
Dad: You're going to bed early tonight, Henry. 
Horrid Henry: [tantrums] It's not fair, not fair, not fair! [Dad picks Henry up and puts him back in his chair at the kitchen table] Still not fair!
Mum: [comes in] What are you cooking tonight, dear?
Dad: Salmon with lime and ginger, and chocolate mousse for dessert.
Horrid Henry: [runs up to her] Mum, I'm really looking forward to meeting the Mossys tonight.
Mum: [getting the snacks ready] Nice try, Henry.
Horrid Henry: But it's not fair! Peter gets to stay up and you're having chocolate mousse! I love chocolate mousse!
Mum: Mr Mossy wants to hear Peter play the cello and then it's off to bed for him as well.
Perfect Peter: I'm rather looking forward to an early night. I understand that grown-ups need to be themselves sometimes.
[Henry turns into a dinosaur and attacks Peter]
Mum: Don't be horrid, Henry! Stop it! Go to your room.
Horrid Henry: I won't! I want to stay up! I want chocolate mousse! I want...
Mum: Upstairs now! And don't come out until I tell you.
[The doorbell rings. Dad drops the new bowl of chocolate mousse]
Perfect Peter: The dinner guests are here!
Dad: Oh no, the mousse. I'll have to make another one. [Mum goes to answer the door]
Mum: [opens the door to Mr and Mrs Mossy] Ah, good evening.
Dad: Hello.
Perfect Peter: Delighted to meet you, Mr and Mrs Mossy. I'm Peter.
Mrs Mossy: What a journey. [to Mr Mossy] Put Hercules down, dear.
[Mr Mossy puts Hercules down. Henry, watching from upstairs, gets an idea]
Horrid Henry: Look Fluffy, a nice big tasty mouse.
[Fluffy begins chasing Hercules]
Mrs Mossy: Hercules! Help! Oh, my poor baby!
[Everyone runs into the sitting room after them. Henry goes downstairs and everyone runs after Fluffy and Hercules into the dining room. Meanwhile, Henry goes into the sitting room and colours in some of the musical notes in Peter's book]
Horrid Henry: This should help Peter's cello sound better. [he goes back upstairs]
Mrs Mossy: Poor Hercules. Mummy will protect you. [to Mr Mossy] They really ought to keep that wild beast locked up. [Mum shrugs]
[The scene changes to Henry's bedroom]
Horrid Henry: It's just not fair. I'm stuck here while they're all having fun. [Henry smells chocolate mousse being made] Mmm, chocolate. Chocolate mousse. Well, if they won't invite me to dinner, I'm inviting me to dinner. [he hears Peter playing his cello off-key] Perfect! [he goes downstairs and sees Peter playing his cello, then goes into the kitchen and shuts the door. He sees the snacks on the table] Ah, dinner is served! [he eats some, but hears the sound of Peter's cello change] Uh oh! [he goes to the door and listens] Peter doesn't play that well. [he looks into the living room again and sees Mr Mossy playing 'Ode to Joy' on Peter's cello]
Mr Mossy: Someone has tampered with your music, Peter. [Mr Mossy suspects Henry. He sees Henry looking through the door]
[Henry goes back into the kitchen and Hercules follows him. He eats some of the cheese, but sees Hercules begging for some]
Horrid Henry: Shhh! [he throws a crisp to Hercules] Not bad. Come on boy. [he takes a nut and shows it to Hercules, but puts it back in the bowl] Sorry, but it's the last one. [he hears the sitting room door close] Yikes! [he puts Hercules on the kitchen table, then hides behind the kitchen door. Dad and Mr Mossy come in]
Dad: And it's such a lovely neighbourhood for the kids to grow up in, and [he sees Hercules] oh, um...
Mr Mossy: Hercules! Bad dog. [he picks up Hercules] I must apologise he has eaten them all.
Dad: Ah, don't worry, it's just a few nuts. I didn't know they could jump that high. [he strokes Hercules]
Mr Mossy: Neither did I. [he sees Henry hiding behind the door] Hmm. He must... enjoy a challenge. [he and Dad leave the room]
Horrid Henry: Hmmm. Got to be careful. [he opens the cupboard and takes out his Grisly Grub and Dungeon Drinks] Time for operation Grisly Grub. They're gonna love this.
[The scene changes to the sitting room. Henry walks in with his Grisly Grub]
Mum: Henry, you're supposed to be upstairs.
Horrid Henry: But I want to meet Mr and Mrs Bossy. [he turns to Mrs Mossy] Crisp?
Mrs Mossy: How sweet.
Mum: [whispering] Mossy, not Bossy.
Horrid Henry: But, Mum, isn't that what you always call them? [Mum looks embarrassed]
[Mrs Mossy takes a crisp from Henry's Grisly Grub bowl and pops it into her mouth. Suddenly, she lets out a shriek. Her eyes widen and her cheeks turn red]
Mum: Peter! Get Mrs Mossy a drink!
Perfect Peter: Right away, Mum! [he leaves the room]
[Mrs Mossy spits out the bits of crisp, hitting Dad in the face with them. Peter returns carrying a bottle and two glasses of Henry's dungeon drink. Mrs Mossy takes a glass and gulps the drink down, but spits it out onto Mum's pink shirt]
Mrs Mossy: [coughs and splutters] Are you trying to poison me?!
Dad: Oh dear. Come on, Mrs Mossy, let's get you cleaned up. [they leave the room]
Mum: [to Peter and Henry] And you boys, go to bed. [she leaves]
Perfect Peter: Certainly. [he puts the Dungeon Drinks tray down] Goodnight, Mr Mossy. [they shake hands] I hope Mrs Mossy gets better soon. [he skips away]
Mr Mossy: [takes a crisp from Henry's bowl and sniffs it] Hmm. Grisly Grub, eh? Haven't seen one of these in a long time. [Henry is astonished as Mr Mossy eats it and is unaffected] I dare you.
[Henry also takes one and eats it. Mr Mossy fills the two glasses from the Dungeon Drink bottle. Mr Mossy downs his in one go. Henry tries to drink his, but can't finish it]
Horrid Henry: [spits the drink back into the glass] Yuck!
[Mr Mossy finishes his drink and burps loudly. Mum and Dad come in]
Mum: Henry! You know it's rude to burp.
Horrid Henry: But it... [Henry is about to say it wasn't him] it was an accident.
Mum: And, anyway, you're supposed to be in bed.
Mr Mossy: Oh, what a shame. We've had a performance by Peter, but how about Henry? Surely you can do something too, Henry?
Horrid Henry: Oh yeah, I can do karate. Hi-yah! 
[he approaches Mr Mossy, flailing his arms and legs. Off-camera, Mr Mossy picks Henry up and throws him across the room. Dad catches him upside down by the waist]
Mr Mossy: Very good, Henry, but I have my own special martial art: Mossy-Kido.
Mum: Bedtime, Henry.
[the scene changes to Henry waiting on the stairs. He goes into the kitchen and takes the bottle of champagne from a bowl of ice. He shakes the bottle]
Horrid Henry: Come on Hercules, I need your help. [he ties the bottle to Hercules' lead, then lures him outside with dog food] Fluffy!
[Outside, Fluffy can be heard chasing Hercules. Henry lets a tired Hercules back in. The scene changes to the dining room]
Mum: I thought you were in bed.
Horrid Henry: I just wanted to say goodnight to Mr and Mrs Mossy. [he places the shaken-up bottle of champagne on the table. Mr Mossy smirks as he knows what's about to happen]
Mum: Oh, thank you, Henry.
[Mum opens the bottle, but the foam sprays everywhere and covers everyone. Mr Mossy holds up his plate to redirect the foam to Henry. At that moment, the room fills with black smoke]
Dad: The salmon!
Mrs Mossy: [picks up Hercules] Come along, Hercules. We're leaving. [she walks out with Hercules]
Mum: Mr Mossy, I apologise for our son. Please... don't fire me from my job.
Mr Mossy: [chuckles] Fire you? Why on earth would I do that? Best fun I've had in years.
Mum: But... but... but...
Mr Mossy: Most dinner parties are so boring. But this was definitely not boring. Perhaps you should say your goodbyes to Mrs Mossy? [he gives Mum Mrs Mossy's coat]
Mum: I-uh, yes of course.
Dad: [he and Mum run after Mrs Mossy] Mrs Mossy, won't you at least stay for some chocolate mousse?
Mr Mossy: [he sees Henry sitting on the stairs and sits next to him] Don't worry, my boy. When I was your age, my nickname was Terrible Timothy.
Horrid Henry: Really?!
Mr Mossy: You'll get punished for this.
Horrid Henry: Yeah.
Mr Mossy: Yeah, me too. [they high-five] You're good, Henry. But as I found out as I grew older, there's always someone better than you. [he puts his hat on, but gets covered in the chocolate mousse Henry put inside it] Argh!
Horrid Henry: No-one's better than Horrid Henry!
[Henry laughs. Mr Mossy looks annoyed for a moment, but sees the funny side and laughs too]
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