Squeak! Squeak! Mr Squeak! Grandpa In My Pocket

-BOTH:

-Not the shrinking cap, Grandpa!

Catch me if you can!

TYRES SCREECH

ENGINE ROARS

Come down, Grandpa!

Ha-ha!

THEY GASP

Grandpa!

It was a really lovely day at the Mill on the Marsh

and someone very small had come to stay.

His name was Teddy Goodchild and he was only two.

Look how happy he is! Such a cheerful little chap.

He'll be just fine. We'll love looking after him.

He can play with our toys. And Grandpa's, too!

And we can take him to Sunnysands, can't we, Auntie Jules?

-I'm sure Uncle CJ will take you on an outing.

-Oh, that'll be lovely.

Mrs Goodchild was Auntie Jules's friend.

She was going to a boat party on Bob's boat

and wouldn't be back till very late at night.

Now, don't you worry about a thing.

He'll be no trouble. Goodchild by name, good child by nature.

Oh! I almost forgot to tell you about Mr Squeak.

He can't go to sleep without him.

It's the only time he cries, when he's separated from Mr Squeak.

Watch this. Teddy?

-Squeak! Squeak! Mr Squeak!

-Squeak!

-Squeak! Squeak! Mr Squeak!

-Squeak!

ALL: Squeak! Squeak!

Yes, this was the day when we all got to say,

"Squeak! Squeak! Mr Squeak!"

Now we've found Mr Squeak, absolutely nothing can go wrong.

-Now, off you go and enjoy your party.

-Yes.

We've had to replace him three times, you know.

Be sure he has his nap in a bit and in bed by seven.

Mrs Goodchild left and just then, Grandpa came in.

Hello, Teddy. Are you going to come and say hello to Wulfy?

This is Teddy's absolute favourite toy, Mr Squeak.

Mr Squeak? Oooh!

-BOTH:

-Squeak! Squeak! Mr Squeak!

-Squeak!

At that moment, Teddy took Mr Squeak and threw him across the floor.

In the hole! It's gone in the mouse hole.

Off to your basket, Wulfy. There's only one thing for it.

-BOTH:

-Not the shrinking cap, Grandpa!

Catch me if you can!

Now, when Grandpa shrinks,

he can run really fast and he gets up to all kinds of tricks.

But he can also get into really small places, which was lucky today,

because he could get into the mouse hole and rescue Mr Squeak.

Aha!

MOUSE SQUEAKS

The mouse of the mill had made friends with Mr Squeak.

Hello. Could I have Mr Squeak, please?

MOUSE SQUEAKS

No? Oh, dear!

But the mouse of the mill thought it would be fun to chase Grandpa.

MOUSE SQUEAKS

Grandpa hid behind the corner and the mouse went straight past him.

So, Grandpa seized his chance and got hold of Mr Squeak.

And soon, Mr Squeak appeared, followed by Grandpa.

There we are. Mr Squeak, safe and sound.

Squeak! Squeak!

I'm coming to get you, Teddy!

Quick, Grandpa, it's Auntie Jules. Cap off!

And Grandpa came back to his normal size just in time.

-It's time for Teddy's nap.

-Don't forget Mr Squeak.

Oh, no, never forget Mr Squeak.

-There we are.

-Squeak! Squeak!

Soon, Teddy had settled down for his afternoon nap.

No squeaking, Mr Squeak.

Elsie and I are going to make you a special tea later.

When Teddy woke up,

I went to the lighthouse with him and Uncle CJ

to visit Mr Mentor the Inventor,

while Elsie and Auntie Jules made a special tea.

We thought Teddy would love to see some of Mr Mentor's inventions.

Oh, Teddy, oh! This is my ping-a-ding-a-dong.

So, it pings and dings and dongs.

Terry liked the ping-a-ding-a-dong,

but then, he saw something he liked even more...

-TEDDY:

-Cat!

-What have you seen?

-Cat.

-Oh, yes, Aristotle.

Oh, isn't he wonderbubble?

Mr Mentor doesn't just invent things, he invents words, too.

I'm baby-sitting him for a friend.

While Teddy played with Aristotle,

Mr Mentor showed us his latest invention.

That's impressive, Mr Mentor.

-It is spectopular, isn't it?

-What is it, exactly?

What do you mean, "What is it?"

It's Malvolio, my marvellicious money munching monster.

-What does it do?

-I've no idea.

I expect it munches money. It is, however, most marvellicious.

Mr Mentor often doesn't know what his inventions are for.

It'll do something...eventually. It just needs to think about it.

Just then, Mr Mentor's chicken clock went...

-Oh, my goodness!

-CLOCK CLUCKS

-Help! Help!

-What is it? What's the matter?

It's half past five chickens. I'm spectopularly late!

I'm due at a meeting of the most remarkabubble inventors. Oh, dear!

Time to go, Teddy.

It was half past five chickens and Mr Mentor was panicking.

-Don't panic, Mr Mentor.

-I'm not panicking!

Aristotle, look after the lighthouse for me. Now, where's my door key?

Oh, dear. Sorry to rush you.

Wait a minute, I've got to take Malvolio with me.

Josh, you have the key.

So, Mr Mentor picked up

Malvolio the marvellicious money munching monster.

We must keep Aristotle safe.

When we got back to the mill,

Teddy had his special tea made by Elsie and Auntie Jules

and soon, he was all ready for bed.

Grandpa was showing Teddy his favourite old toy.

You know what, Teddy? This is Fred Bear.

I couldn't sleep when I was little without Fred Bear,

just like you and Mr Squeak, eh?

Mr Squeak! Where's Mr Squeak?!

Um... Mr Squeak...

I don't know!

Grandpa quickly decided to sing to Teddy while we looked for Mr Squeak.

I tell you what, Teddy,

why don't you and I go upstairs and have a little singsong?

We didn't want Teddy to know that Mr Squeak was missing.

We can't have lost him!

We all started looking everywhere for Mr Squeak...

..while Grandpa occupied Teddy.

Maybe he's in the mouse hole.

It's not funny, CJ!

Then Elsie blurted out...

Oh, I can't find Mr Squeak anywhere!

..and Teddy must have heard her and started to cry.

Elsie!

-Maybe Mr Squeak is in the kitchen.

-Oh, yes!

-ALL: He must be in the kitchen!

-Quick! Quick!

TEDDY CRIES

Where did we last see him? Just think back. Think!

He had him... He had him...in the lighthouse! Remember?

Oh, no, and we had to leave quickly, didn't we? I'll go right away.

But Mr Mentor's not there, he's gone to a meeting with

the most remarkabubble inventors in the universe.

Oh, no! What are we going to do?

You go and tell Grandpa.

'And I winked at Elsie.'

-We'll keep looking.

-I'll go and tell Grandpa.

And she winked back...kind of!

I'm going to tell Grandpa.

We were sure that Grandpa would have an idea that would save the day.

Yes, don't you worry.

Auntie Jules was trying to comfort Teddy.

-He was not a happy boy.

-TEDDY CRIES

There's nothing for it, Elsie.

If the lighthouse is locked up,

someone has to go in through that window, and that someone is me.

And for the second time that day, Grandpa shrank.

He jumped on Gordon the Seagull and flew out of the balcony window.

Where's Grandpa? Gone for an early night, I suppose.

He won't get much sleep if that goes on! I'll take him some tea.

-BOTH:

-No!

Let's keep looking for Mr Squeak.

You look in here and we'll go to the meadow.

Whoa, steady on, Gordon!

There's a good seagull.

Meanwhile, Grandpa flew into the lighthouse on Gordon and landed.

And guess what? Aristotle had a new friend...

Mr Squeak!

Hello there, puss. I've come for Mr Squeak.

Aristotle didn't want Grandpa to have the mouse, so he needed a plan.

Tell you what, puss, why don't you play with me instead?

So Grandpa ran and Aristotle chased him.

And that's how Grandpa got Mr Squeak back.

Meow!

Thanks ever so much. Cheerio!

And he tied him by his tail to Gordon,

then he took off and flew out of the window.

We were waiting outside for Grandpa to come back.

But we didn't have to wait long.

Look!

Grandpa!

Elsie rescued Mr Squeak

and I picked up Grandpa and put him in my pocket.

Found him! Found him!

He was in the courtyard?

Yep, with...Gordon.

Well done, both of you. Thank goodness!

We should get some peace at last.

I can't believe Grandpa has slept through all this crying.

I quickly put Grandpa down on the floor.

He took off his cap and came back to his normal size.

Oh, good job, team.

Yeah, that's what we are.

-Teamwork!

-Teamwork!

-Teamwork!

Teddy had stopped crying.

Squeak! Squeak! Mr Squeak!

-BOTH:

-Squeak! Squeak!

I'd better get to my room.

I've been sleeping through all this crying, remember?

We were still up when Mrs Goodchild came home from the party.

-Teddy was no trouble at all, was he?

-BOTH:

-No.

Oh, I knew it!

And the party was wonderful. There was even singing.

Bob started to sing - imagine!

# Waltzing Matilda

# Waltzing Matilda

# Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda... #

Oh, sorry, I don't want to wake Grandpa.

Oh, I shouldn't worry about Grandpa!

Oh, no, Grandpa can sleep through anything.

Teamwork!