Transcript:Horrid Henry and the Demon Dinner Lady

Miss Battle-Axe: [drags Henry into the school dinner room] There's no point pretending you don't like school dinners, Henry.
Horrid Henry: But I don't not like them. I hate them!
Miss Battle-Axe: Well, you've got to eat something. [gives Henry a tray]
Horrid Henry: Yuck! Just look at this gunk! Revolting ravioli, mushy macaroni, curdled custard, and... (Greasy Greta hands Horrid Henry some kind of gross Tomato Noodle-like food item) What's that? (imagines the food item as a monster) I've been poisoned! I've been poisoned! AAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!
[Title card shows]
[In the school's sick room, Henry has his test. The device shows the result]
Horrid Henry: Yes! No more school dinners for me! From now on, it's the packed lunch room, and foods you can eat! Foods you can swap! And foods you can enjoy!
Miss Battle-Axe: Are you feeling a little better, then, Henry?
Horrid Henry: No. I must be allergic to school dinners, Miss.
Miss Battle-Axe: Haha, nonsense. You just fainted from hunger. [gives Henry his food] So, here's your dinner, with extra helpings.
Horrid Henry: Huh?
Miss Battle-Axe: And, don't even think of moving till you've eaten everything.
Horrid Henry: Oh, yuck!
[In the living room, the family watches TV]
TV: You just can't be a good salad, can ya? [The family shakes their heads] Wicked! 
Horrid Henry: [turns off the TV] But everyone in my class has a packed lunch!
Mum: N-O spells no. It's too much work. And you never eat what we give you.
Horrid Henry: But I hate school dinners!
Perfect Peter: I love school dinners! They're delicious!
Horrid Henry: Silence, worm!
Perfect Peter: Mum! Henry told me to shut up!
Mum: Don't be horrid, Henry.
Horrid Henry: Please! Please, can I have a packed lunch?
Dad: [sighs] Well, if you promise to eat everything.
Horrid Henry: YIPPEE! Packed lunch room, here I come!
[At school, Henry has his lunchbox with him. He opens the door to the Packed Lunch Room and sees everyone there]
Horrid Henry: Yes! [dodges the paper plane]
Rude Ralph: You're one of us now, Henry!
[Henry and Ralph open their water bottles and spray water at each other, but Greasy Greta got splashed with water]
Horrid Henry: Huh?
Miss Battle-Axe: Thank you, Henry. You have given us a perfect demonstration as to why this lunchroom is out of control. [Bert, Margaret and Graham giggle] You all know Greta from the cafeteria. She is now in charge of the lunchroom. Her assignment is to keep order. And she will monitor your lunch boxes to make sure you're eating everything up. [walks away]
[all together] Oh!
Greasy Greta: Right. Everyone, return to your seats. Open your lunch boxes and eat.
Horrid Henry: I'm not letting the Demon Dinner Lady spoil my fun. [Greasy Greta sees a muffin and takes it. Henry points at it] Hey, that's mine.
Greasy Greta: Not anymore. It's confiscated. [eats the muffin]
Horrid Henry: You ate my muffin.
Greasy Greta: Yes, I did. [takes Margaret and Ralph's food and eats them]
Moody Margaret: Huh?
Rude Ralph: Huh?
Greasy Greta: No treats allowed. [takes Soraya's food]
Moody Margaret: It's really not fair.
[Greasy Greta takes Bert's food]
Rude Ralph: She can't eat our food, can she?
Moody Margaret: What can we do about it?
Horrid Henry: Tomorrow is another day.
[The next day, Henry has his lunchbox with him to go to the Packed Lunch Room while Greasy Greta appears and opens the door to the Packed Lunch Room. Henry sits in his seat]
Greasy Greta: Give me your treats now.
[all together] Ugh!
Greasy Greta: Haha! Only rubber! Ah! [eats the spider and the muffin]
[A few moments later, Greasy Greta takes Henry's treats but finds out that her hand is inside a trap. She takes the trap out and eats the food. Henry slaps his face. Later, Greasy Greta takes his food, but the rubber is stuck inside a piece of food]
Horrid Henry: Gotcha!
Greasy Greta: [struggles to get the rubber out but managed to eat it] Ah!
Horrid Henry: Grrr!
[In the toilet, Henry is inside]
Horrid Henry: At least there's one place I'm safe from Greasy Greta. [Greasy Greta takes his food] Oh!
[In the Packed Lunch Room, Greasy Greta takes food out from lunchboxes]
Greasy Greta: Right. Treats?! Doesn't anybody have any treats?! Huh. [Andrew gets worried] If you don't tell me where Margaret has hidden her treats, then it's back to school dinners for you, Andrew. I hear it's stringy stew, today.
Anxious Andrew: Uh... In her socks.
[Henry slaps his face. Greasy Greta eats treats in Margaret's socks. Margaret puts her shoe back in]
Moody Margaret: [gasps] Graham's taped his under the desk!
[Greasy Greta eats the food under the desk while Graham steps on Margaret's shoe. Margaret steps on his shoe for payback]
Greedy Graham: Ow!
Rude Ralph: Henry's got a chocolate biscuit in his football boot, miss!
Greasy Greta: [opens Henry's football boot and takes out a shoe, but she sees that nothing is inside the red paper] If someone in this class doesn't tell me where Henry's hidden his chocolate biscuit, then you all will be going back to school dinners!
[all together] In his satsuma!
[Greasy Greta takes out Henry's satsuma and finds his biscuits. She takes the chocolate biscuits and eats them. She throws the satsuma and walks out of the Packed Lunch Room]
Horrid Henry: Is there no order left in this Packed Lunch Room?
[At home, Henry opens the door to the kitchen]
Mum: You can take a couple of these to school tomorrow, Henry.
Horrid Henry: What's the point? The Demon Dinner Lady will only scoff them.
Mum: Don't touch them. They're hot.
Horrid Henry: [has an idea] Aha. Extra hot chilli powder. [takes the bottle of extra hot chilli powder, sprays them on the biscuits, and laughs] Now, they're extra, extra, hot!
[The next day, Greasy Greta opens the lunch room door and closes it and walks, and then Henry opens his lunch box, Greta Notices]
Greasy Greta: Ooh!
[Greasy Greta runs up to Henry's lunch box and eats the biscuits. Her mouth starts burning, her face turns red, purple then pink and steam comes out of her mouth. She grabs Margaret and Andrew's drinks, drinks both of them and her mouth cools down]
Greasy Greta: Tasty! I like them hot! [Continues eating the biscuits]
Horrid Henry: Aaaaagh!!!!
[At home, Henry is getting into bed while Mum picks his clothes up from the floor]
Mum: Henry, turn the light out now and go to sleep, please.
Horrid Henry: But, Mum, there's a Demon Dinner Lady at school, and she's taking all our treats.
Mum: Oh, that's nice. Night night. [closes the door and leaves].
Horrid Henry: There must be a way to stop her. [falls asleep] there must... there must... [starts dreaming].
Greasy Greta: (cries) No more! No, no more! [Students glare at her].
Miss Battle-Axe: I demand to know who's the, the smarty pants who did this terrible thing to poor Greta! Or it's back to school dinners for the lot of you!
Horrid Henry: Miss, I am Smarty Pants!
Rude Ralph: No, Miss! I am Smarty Pants!
Moody Margaret: No, Miss! I am Smarty Pants!
All Students: No! I am Smarty Pants! [dream ends and Henry wakes up]
Horrid Henry: Eureka! That's it! This is more than just a one kid job! Alone, Greasy Greta can just chew us up and spit us out! But together, WE ARE INDIGESTIBLE!! [Fantasizes being the king and crowd throwing flowers at him and fantasy ends]
Dad: Henry! Pipe down and go to sleep!
Horrid Henry: [Whispers] We can do it!
[At school, Henry has a meeting with Margaret, Andrew, Ralph and Bert]
Moody Margaret: Work with you?! No Way!
Horrid Henry: But we can only stop her if we stick together!
Rude Ralph: (chuckles) We'd all get into trouble!
Greedy Graham: But we gotta do something!
Moody Margaret: Yeah, she's getting stranger and stranger!
Anxious Andrew: Well, too many treats are bad for you.
Horrid Henry: She can't stop herself! That's why my plan will work!
Rude Ralph: No, it won't, (to Bert) will it?
Beefy Bert: I dunno!
[In the packed lunch room, Andrew carries his lunch box and large sack of backup treats and sits next to Henry and Margaret while the other students sit at their tables ready. Greta then enters the room and the students open their boxes]
Greasy Greta: (pants and charges towards Ralph's packed lunch and starts eating) Treats! Treats!
Rude Ralph: (re-fills lunchbox)
Greasy Greta: (eats from Bert and Graham's packed lunch)
[Graham and Bert re-fill their lunchboxes]
Greasy Greta: (eats the food from Andrew, Margaret and Henry's lunchbox)
Moody Margaret: (re-fills her lunchbox)
Greasy Greta: Eh? (notices Margaret, Henry and Andrews re-filled lunchboxes and eats the food from their lunchboxes then goes over to Rude Ralph's table then eats from Ralph's lunchbox).
Rude Ralph: (re-fills his lunchbox)
Greasy Greta: (eats the food from Bert and Graham's lunchboxes then goes over to Henry's table again and eats out of Margaret and Andrew's lunchbox and tries to eat Henry's muffin but can't swollow it)
Horrid Henry: Now!!
[The students pour more treats from their sacks]
Greast Greta: (Groans and tries to grab the treats but collapses)
[On the yard, Greta gets wheeled out of the school building on a trolley by Soggy Sid]
Greasy Greta: (groans)
[The Students turn around and look]
Greasy Greta: Oh, no! I'm going back to school dinners from now on!
Horrid Henry: Well, they are a lot healthier! YES! 
[The rest of the students cheer]
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