Transcript:Horrid Henry's Horrid Heroes

Horrid Henry: (dances while playing loud music in his room) Ro-kill! Ro-kill-kill! Ro-ro-kill! Ro-kill-kill-ro-ro-kill-kill-ro! (in Henry's imagination) Ro-kill! Kill-ro-ro-kill-kill-ro!
(audience chants Henry)
Dad: Henry! Henry! (turns off the boombox) For the 1,000th time! Henry, school!
Horrid Henry: What's the point in school if I'm going to join the Killer Boy Rats? No point! That's the point!
Dad: School, now! (Henry gets out of bed) And if you think we're taking you to see that horrid band, you can think again, Henry.
(Henry bumps Peter)
Perfect Peter: Ow! Dad, Henry bumped me!
Dad: Don't be horrid, Henry!
Horrid Henry: Why not!? The most important thing in my life when you won't take me! IT'S NOT FAIR!
(Showing title card of the episode)
(Henry and Ralph walk in the school together)
Horrid Henry: Mum and Dad won't take me. How unfair is that?
Rude Ralph: You should report them to the police.
Horrid Henry: (reading) School talent competition. All pupils welcome.
Rude Ralph: First prize: tickets to a show of your choice!
Horrid Henry: Problem solved!
(Margaret and Susan walk past by)
Moody Margaret: I wouldn't pull that entry that if I were you.
Sour Susan: Cause we're going to win! (giggles)
Horrid Henry: Not if my new band got anything to do with it!
Moody Margaret: (laughs) What is your new band called, then?
Horrid Henry: Ummm... Henry's Horrid Heroes. Yeah! Horrid Henry's Heroes!
Sour Susan: What kind of a name is that?
Horrid Henry: Oh, just the name that the band is going to win the talent competition! The... day after tomorrow. Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah!
Rude Ralph: So, Henry, who's actually in this band, eh?
Horrid Henry: Erm... you are!
Ralph: Eh? Do you really think we can win, Henry?
Horrid Henry: (laughs) Oh yeah, we're gonna win, all right!
(At home, Ralph tunes his guitar)
Horrid Henry: Wow, serious guitar, Ralph!
Rude Ralph: Yeah, Mum won't let me play in the house. She says it gives her a headache.
Horrid Henry: Mums just don't understand. So, what should we play?
Rude Ralph: What can we play?
Dad: I just know you're going to pass your exam, Peter. You're going to make us so proud!
Perfect Peter: Ladies and gentlemen, today, I shall play my favourite piece. The theme from Happy Hippos!
(Just as Peter was about to play his cello, loud music started playing, shaking the living room)
Dad: That's enough, Henry!
(Scene shows Ralph and Henry playing their band in the Purple Hand Gang fort)
Sour Susan: Why do I have to be the dummy?
Moody Margaret: Because everyone knows you're a better dummy than me.
Sour Susan: Oh.
(music plays)
Moody Margaret: Huh? Oh, I've had enough! (runs to the Horrid Heroes band and opens the fort)
Horrid Henry: Care for an autograph?
Moody Margaret: Huh! As if. Keep the noise down, we're practicing.
Horrid Henry: Huh! Don't bother. We're gonna win, easy.
Moody Margaret: (laughs) You're rubbish! Even if the Killer Boy Rats are better than you, and you're not even a band! There are only two of you, so you're a duo! Now, duo the whole street a favour, and shut up!
Rude Ralph: She's right, Henry. We'll never be as good as the Killer Boy Rats. Oh!
Horrid Henry: No, we weren't. We'll be better! Come on, we've got to get the third band member!
(Everyone waits in a line)
(Henry and Ralph together) Enter!
(William comes in)
Horrid Henry: Why do you want to join our band?
Weepy William: Uhhh... I want to make friends... and be happy! (cries and goes out)
(Henry and Ralph together) Next!
(Gurinder plays her electric guitar)
Gorgeous Gurinder: Well?
Rude Ralph: I thought you were great, Henry?
Horrid Henry: Hmmm... too good. Next!
Rude Ralph: Can you sing?
Beefy Bert: Uh, I dunno.
Horrid Henry: Play the piano?
Beefy Bert: I dunno.
Rude Ralph: Bang a drum?
(Bert shakes his head)
Horrid Henry: Shake a tambourine?
(Bert shakes his head again)
Rude Ralph: Click your fingers?
Beefy Bert: I dunno.
(Henry and Ralph together) Next! Next!
Horrid Henry: (sighs) Can you actually play that?
Brainy Brian: Uh... no, uh... but, I know lots of interesting things...
(Henry and Ralph together) Next!
(Linda sleeps in between Ralph and Henry)
Horrid Henry: I told you, Ralph. No girls allowed. A-ha! There is our third band member!
Horrid Henry: So, if you join our band, you can be Captain Peter of the Purple Hand Gang.
Perfect Peter: What, like an in-charge captain?
Horrid Henry: Yes. Well, sort of. I'm still leader, of course.
Rude Ralph: And, I'm second-in-command.
Horrid Henry: But, you can be next in charge after that.
Perfect Peter: Wow! I'll do it. But, there's no time to practice.
Horrid Henry: Oh, don't you worry about that. Killer Boy Rats, here I come!
(The scene shows Henry, Peter and Ralph at school)
Horrid Henry: Well, my horrid heroes, today's the day!
Moody Margaret: Yeah, the day we're going to win. And YOU are going to come last!
Sour Susan: Ha ha ha, yeah, last! Haha.
Perfect Peter: What if she's right? What if we do come last?
Horrid Henry: Oh, relax! I've got it all sorted. Those Killer Boy Rats tickets are mine!
(The audience chatter)
Miss Oddbod: Good afternoon and welcome to this, our first talent competition. Our first act is... Al, who's going to try and beat the school press-up record.
(applause, the curtains show Aerobic Al and Mr Soggington in the stage)
Mr Soggington: One. Two. Three. Four, and five. Six. Seven.
Horrid Henry: Come on, do your stuff. (Releases a spider off of it's box)
Mr Soggington: Eight, nine... Al?
(Al screams and runs off stage)
Miss Oddbod: Uh... well, next we have Brian's brilliant brain!
Brainy Brian: Ask me a question, anything at all, and I will know the answer.
Woman: Who invented the telephone?
Brainy Brian: Easy! Alexander Graham Bell.
Man: What's the capital city of Portugal?
Brainy Brian: Simple! Lisbon. (chuckles)
Horrid Henry: Who gave Lazy Linda the answers in last week's maths test in return for a big bag of sweets?
Brainy Brian: Uh, well, I...
Miss Battle-Axe: Hmmm...
Brainy Brian: Me. I did it.
Miss Battle-Axe: I want a word with you. (pokes Brian's ear, dragging him)
Brainy Brian: Ow!
(Henry laughs)
Miss Oddbod: Yes, well, there goes Brian, and his brain. Erm, next is Margaret, and her ventriloquist's dummy, Susan!
(stage curtain opens)
Moody Margaret: I say, I say, I say, why do ducklings walk softly?
Sour Susan: 'cause they can't walk hardly. (laughs)
Moody Margaret: I was supposed to say that bit! You were supposed to say, 'I don't know'!
Sour Susan: Well I didn't, did I?
(audience laughs)
Perfect Peter: They're really good(!)
Rude Ralph: Too good.
Horrid Henry: Now, let's give the audience something to really laugh about! (walks towards the lever)
Rude Ralph: (grabs Henry) What are you doing?
Horrid Henry: They're about to... DROP out of the show! (laughs and pulls the lever)
Moody Margaret: Argh! Say something, little dummy!
(while the audience laughs, Susan shakes her head, but she and Margaret falls into the square-shaped hole below them)
Horrid Henry: Oops!
Perfect Peter: That was really horrid, Henry!
(stage curtain closes, while Miss Oddbod walks towards the microphone)
Miss Oddbod: Oh dear. And now, it's the moment where we've all been dreading. Please accept my sincere apologies for Henry's horrid heroes.
Horrid Henry: One, two, three, four!
(Henry, Ralph and Peter play the music loud, but until, Margaret and Susan saw them. Margaret gasps and saw the boombox)
Moody Margaret: Henry's cheating! (tries to turn off the boombox while Henry tries to make her get out)
Horrid Henry: Woah!
Moody Margaret: Let... Go!
Horrid Henry: No!
(Margaret turns off the boombox while Ralph plays)
Audience: They were miming! Get off! Boo!
Miss Oddbod: My office. Now. And you, Ralph.
(Henry and Ralph walk into the office while Peter plays the cello. The audience claps)
Horrid Henry: My toady little brother is going to win! I'll get to see the Killer Boy Rats yet!
Miss Oddbod: Oh, you horrid boy!
(Back at home, Dad sees the photo showing that Peter has got the trophy)
Dad: Well done, Peter!
Mum: Our clever angel!
Horrid Henry: Yeah, well done, worm! Who would of thought that your cello will win me tickets to see the Killer Boy Rats? Well, worth a triple detention! Kill-ro-kill! What's this?
Perfect Peter: (laughs) Great, isn't it?
Mum: We're all going to see Happy Hippos on Ice!
Horrid Henry: What? NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
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