Am Stori! Llan-ar-goll-en

-Subtitles

-# Sometimes things go wrong

-in Llan-ar-goll-en

-# Objects disappearing like

-I don't know what in Llan-ar-goll-en

-# Only two can do the work,

-two detectives as a matter of fact

-# Help, things are getting worse

-in Llan-ar-goll-en

-# Here are Prys and Ceri the dog,

-our village's two detectives

-# Prys likes to rush around

-# Ceri the dog is very sensible

-# Come and visit our village,

-Llan-ar-goll-en #

-Mrs Tomos has been

-in Tara's salon all morning.

-Making herself look beautiful.

-That'll take more than a morning.

-She'll be there all day!

-Prys!

-Prys!

-

-And night!

-You'd be there for a whole year.

-Yes!

-Hey...

-You look lovely, Mrs Tomos.

-You don't become an author

-every day of the week.

-Do I look like one now?

-Yes.

-I didn't know you wrote stories,

-Mrs T.

-I've just finished my first.

-It'll be in the shops in no time.

-After I've posted this.

-It's a book all about my life.

-Really?

-My days as an astronaut...

-..a circus acrobat...

-..and the time I sang with Elvis.

-Would you read me a little excerpt?

-Why not?

-Sugar Lump's fur

-won't be ready for a while.

-Are you sitting comfortably?

-I'll begin at the beginning.

-It was a cold, stormy night.

-The wind whistled through the trees.

-The windows of the mansion

-shook like leaves.

-Spooky.

-I was there

-searching for the Bont Beast.

-Beast? How exciting.

-I climbed the stairs slowly.

-Suddenly, I heard a whispering voice

-in my ear.

-"Don't...

-"Don't open the door or..."

-Or? Or what?

-What happens next?

-You'll have to read the book.

-Please don't stop there.

-I must know what happens next.

-The book will be in the shops soon.

-You can read it then.

-Good morning, Mrs Tomos.

-Busy morning.

-She's written a story

-and she's about to post it.

-Great news.

-Is it the story of your life?

-I hope not.

-That's precisely what it is, Dr Jim.

-I reveal everything.

-Everything?

-What about my secret?

-Only us two know about...

-..the thing.

-I'm sorry, Dr Jim.

-The truth will be revealed.

-You can't share my secret,

-Mrs Tomos.

-They'll never know the truth.

-Too late. I'd better post this

-quickly before someone stops me.

-Goodness me,

-it's so hot out there today.

-Luckily,

-I've been practising origami.

-Origami, Radli?

-Paper folding, Dr Jim.

-Look at this.

-Goodness me.

-That's origami.

-I have everything I need.

-Don't forget Sugar Lump, Mrs T.

-Sugar Lump, Mami's coming.

-Sugar Lump! Come back, sweetheart.

-Find my little sweetheart

-or post the story of my life?

-Post first, then cat.

-I know what'll lift your spirits.

-Origami!

-Who wants a paper hat?

-Thanks, but no, thanks.

-Not for me, Radli.

-Your loss. I'm off to find someone

-who'll appreciate my paper hat.

-Origami!

-I can't believe she left without

-reading the end of the story.

-I can't believe she's sharing

-my secret with the world.

-It's not fair.

-It's gone! It's disappeared!

-I'm not surprised.

-That cat wasn't happy.

-Not the cat - the story! It's gone.

-Thank goodness.

-Thank goodness.

-

-I reached the post office.

-I was about to place the story

-in an envelope...

-..when I noticed

-that all the pages were blank.

-Someone... has stolen my story.

-Call for Prys ar Frys

-and Ceri'r Cidectif.

-There's a mystery to solve,

-that's a fact.

-Call the detectives

-before it's too late.

-Charge your batteries.

-There's a mystery to solve.

-Prys? Ceri?

-I'm sure you're a fan of origami.

-Never thought about it.

-Not even for a second, to be honest.

-Never thought about it?

-It's a great hobby.

-I'll make...

-..a hat for you.

-I don't know what to say.

-No need to thank me.

-No need to thank me.

-

-I wasn't planning to.

-Come on, Prys, hurry up.

-Here we are - what's up?

-Prys, what's happened

-to your detective hat?

-What happened?

-What happened?

-

-My story.

-You've written a story, Mrs Tomos?

-You've written a story, Mrs Tomos?

-

-Just finished it.

-I was about to post it when I

-noticed that the pages were blank.

-Someone's stolen my story.

-What happened

-before you tried to post it?

-I had my hair done.

-Then I read Tara some of the story.

-She didn't reach the end,

-the best part.

-I wanted to know what happened.

-You wanted to know?

-A figure of speech, Prys.

-Anyway...

-..Dr Jim didn't want to see

-the story in the shops.

-Dr Jim?

-Mrs Tomos knows something about me.

-She threatened to share the secret.

-Interesting.

-He made that perfectly clear.

-They can't discover the truth.

-They can't discover the truth.

-

-Mrs Tomos...

-..have you upset someone else?

-Upset someone enough

-that they'd steal your story?

-No.

-Well, Sugar Lump, Mami's sweetheart

-isn't very happy with me today.

-Maybe... No, she'd never do that.

-I'm not so sure.

-You can never trust a cat.

-Well, I've heard enough.

-We've hunted and searched,

-pondered and mithered.

-And now the truth

-is perfectly clear.

-Who took Mrs Tomos's story?

-Tara - to read the end of the story?

-Did Dr Jim want to keep

-the secret a secret?

-Did Sugar Lump steal it as revenge?

-How will this story end?

-Over to you, Prys ar Frys.

-We all want to know what happens

-at the end of every story...

-..but not everyone steals

-to find out.

-Eh, Tara?

-Me?!

-Prys?

-Hush, Ceri. I'm busy.

-What do you have to say?

-If I'd stolen it,

-I'd know what happened at the end.

-Well, yes.

-Mrs T,

-was there a ghost behind the door?

-No.

-Did you fall into a cellar

-full of rats?

-Yuck! No.

-There we go.

-I don't know so I didn't do it.

-Mrs T, please tell me.

-Pretty pink please.

-I'll tell you this...

-..I'd never seen

-so many sweets in my life.

-Wow!

-OK, OK.

-You didn't do it.

-The hat, Prys.

-I know - it was too big for me.

-Where was I?

-If Tara didn't steal the story,

-you did it, Dr Jim Clem.

-No indeed.

-You would have done anything

-to keep your secret a... secret!

-Within reason, yes,

-but I'd never steal someone's story.

-Can you prove it?

-Yes.

-My secret is...

-..I still suck my thumb.

-To be honest,

-now that everyone knows...

-..I feel so much better.

-Publish the book! Sell thousands

-of copies - I don't mind.

-That's the point - I can't.

-I have the pages but no words.

-If neither Tara nor Dr Jim Clem

-did it...

-..who took the story and why?

-Wag my tail and wiggle my nose,

-I've an explanation, so here goes.

-Radli Miggins took the story.

-Radli? Why?

-It was an accident.

-Look at the hat Radli gave you.

-"The prince knelt in front of me

-and asked..."

-That's my story.

-How did Radli get hold of it?

-I know.

-When you bumped into one another,

-you dropped your papers.

-You picked up

-the wrong bunch of papers.

-Go, Tara, go, Tara, go, Tara.

-But he's turning my life story

-into hats now.

-Stop him now.

-That's how we solved the mystery

-of the missing story.

-I want to write the story

-of my life.

-The title is...

-..The Talented Detective,

-Prys ar Frys.

-Good idea.

-How do you spell 'the'?

-T-h-e.

-How do you spell 'talented'?

-T-a...

-Prys, paint a picture instead.

-Yes, good idea.

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