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Hello! Come on, everybody, take a seat. | 0:00:05 | 0:00:10 | |
Wow! | 0:00:10 | 0:00:13 | |
Woo! | 0:00:13 | 0:00:14 | |
BOTH: Hello! | 0:00:14 | 0:00:15 | |
-BOTH: -Hello! | 0:00:15 | 0:00:18 | |
Wiggle your fingers and cross your feet. | 0:00:18 | 0:00:22 | |
Are you ready? | 0:00:25 | 0:00:26 | |
One, two, three, watch me. | 0:00:26 | 0:00:31 | |
Four, five, six, I've got some tricks. | 0:00:31 | 0:00:35 | |
Seven, eight, nine, it's almost time. | 0:00:36 | 0:00:41 | |
10! | 0:00:41 | 0:00:43 | |
ALL: Magic Hands! | 0:00:43 | 0:00:45 | |
# Just look at my magic | 0:00:46 | 0:00:49 | |
# My magic hands | 0:00:49 | 0:00:51 | |
# Make your fingers super-duper. # | 0:00:51 | 0:00:54 | |
Magic Hands! | 0:00:54 | 0:00:55 | |
-BOTH: -Hello! | 0:01:00 | 0:01:02 | |
My name is... | 0:01:02 | 0:01:03 | |
And I'm... | 0:01:06 | 0:01:07 | |
Look at what my hands can do! | 0:01:11 | 0:01:14 | |
Oh! | 0:01:14 | 0:01:15 | |
What's this then? | 0:01:15 | 0:01:16 | |
It's a person, but it has wings. | 0:01:16 | 0:01:19 | |
It's a fairy. | 0:01:23 | 0:01:25 | |
It's a fairy from a famous play, written by William Shakespeare. | 0:01:25 | 0:01:29 | |
It's called A Midsummer Night's Dream. | 0:01:29 | 0:01:32 | |
The fairy is part of Titania Queen of the fairies' party, | 0:01:34 | 0:01:38 | |
and she's about to meet an elf | 0:01:38 | 0:01:41 | |
called Puck. | 0:01:41 | 0:01:43 | |
He is assistant to Oberon, the King of the fairies, | 0:01:43 | 0:01:47 | |
who lives in the middle of an enchanted forest. | 0:01:47 | 0:01:50 | |
I remember this. | 0:01:53 | 0:01:56 | |
The Queen of the fairies and the King of the fairies are arguing, | 0:01:56 | 0:02:02 | |
because the Queen has adopted a child. | 0:02:02 | 0:02:05 | |
The King is angry because he wants the boy. | 0:02:07 | 0:02:11 | |
Let's see what happens. | 0:02:14 | 0:02:16 | |
How now, spirit, | 0:02:42 | 0:02:43 | |
wither wander you? | 0:02:43 | 0:02:45 | |
Over hill... | 0:02:47 | 0:02:48 | |
..over dale... | 0:02:49 | 0:02:50 | |
..through bush... | 0:02:53 | 0:02:54 | |
..through briar... | 0:02:55 | 0:02:57 | |
..over park... | 0:02:59 | 0:03:00 | |
..over pale... | 0:03:01 | 0:03:03 | |
..through flood, | 0:03:05 | 0:03:07 | |
through fire... | 0:03:07 | 0:03:09 | |
..I do wander everywhere... | 0:03:11 | 0:03:13 | |
..swifter than the moon's sphere... | 0:03:14 | 0:03:17 | |
..and I serve the Fairy Queen, | 0:03:18 | 0:03:21 | |
to dew her orbs upon the green. | 0:03:21 | 0:03:25 | |
The King doth keep | 0:03:33 | 0:03:35 | |
his revels here tonight. | 0:03:35 | 0:03:37 | |
Take heed the Queen | 0:03:37 | 0:03:38 | |
come not within his sight, | 0:03:38 | 0:03:41 | |
for Oberon is passing fell and wrath, | 0:03:41 | 0:03:45 | |
because that she as her attendant hath | 0:03:45 | 0:03:49 | |
a lovely boy, | 0:03:49 | 0:03:51 | |
stolen from an Indian King. | 0:03:51 | 0:03:54 | |
She never had so sweet a changeling... | 0:03:59 | 0:04:01 | |
..and jealous Oberon would have the child | 0:04:04 | 0:04:08 | |
knight of his train, | 0:04:08 | 0:04:10 | |
to trace the forests wild... | 0:04:10 | 0:04:12 | |
..but she, perforce, withholds the loved boy... | 0:04:16 | 0:04:20 | |
..crowns him with flowers and makes him all her joy, | 0:04:21 | 0:04:28 | |
and now they never meet in grove or green. | 0:04:28 | 0:04:31 | |
But, room, fairy! | 0:04:34 | 0:04:36 | |
Here comes Oberon! | 0:04:36 | 0:04:37 | |
In the forest | 0:04:45 | 0:04:46 | |
Puck and the fairies hide, | 0:04:46 | 0:04:49 | |
as Oberon and Titania meet. | 0:04:49 | 0:04:52 | |
They are both very cross. | 0:04:57 | 0:05:00 | |
What's going to happen? | 0:05:00 | 0:05:02 | |
Will there be an almighty fight? | 0:05:02 | 0:05:05 | |
Ill met by moonlight, proud Titania. | 0:05:10 | 0:05:14 | |
What, jealous Oberon! | 0:05:17 | 0:05:20 | |
Fairies, skip hence - | 0:05:20 | 0:05:22 | |
I have forsworn his company. | 0:05:22 | 0:05:24 | |
Tarry, rash wanton. | 0:05:26 | 0:05:29 | |
Am not I thy lord? | 0:05:29 | 0:05:30 | |
Why should Titania cross her Oberon? | 0:05:36 | 0:05:40 | |
I do but beg a little changeling boy | 0:05:40 | 0:05:42 | |
to be my henchman. | 0:05:42 | 0:05:44 | |
Set your heart at rest. | 0:05:48 | 0:05:50 | |
The fairy land buys not | 0:05:50 | 0:05:51 | |
the child of me. | 0:05:51 | 0:05:53 | |
His mother was a votaress of my order | 0:05:56 | 0:05:59 | |
and, in the spiced Indian air, by night, | 0:05:59 | 0:06:04 | |
full often hath she gossiped by my side | 0:06:04 | 0:06:07 | |
and sat with me on Neptune's yellow sands... | 0:06:07 | 0:06:11 | |
..when we have laughed to see the sails conceive | 0:06:14 | 0:06:17 | |
and grow big-bellied with the wanton wind... | 0:06:17 | 0:06:20 | |
..which she, with pretty and with swimming gait following, | 0:06:24 | 0:06:29 | |
her womb then rich with my young squire, would imitate | 0:06:29 | 0:06:33 | |
and sail upon the land | 0:06:33 | 0:06:35 | |
to fetch me trifles, | 0:06:35 | 0:06:37 | |
and return again, as from a voyage, | 0:06:37 | 0:06:41 | |
rich with merchandise. | 0:06:41 | 0:06:43 | |
But she, being mortal, | 0:06:45 | 0:06:48 | |
of that boy did die, | 0:06:48 | 0:06:50 | |
and for her sake | 0:06:50 | 0:06:52 | |
do I rear up her boy. | 0:06:52 | 0:06:54 | |
And for her sake | 0:06:54 | 0:06:56 | |
I will not part with him. | 0:06:56 | 0:06:58 | |
So, Titania is refusing to give the little boy to Oberon | 0:07:01 | 0:07:06 | |
because he was the child of her best friend | 0:07:06 | 0:07:10 | |
and she wants to look after him. | 0:07:10 | 0:07:12 | |
Being a Fairy King, though, | 0:07:14 | 0:07:16 | |
Oberon doesn't take "no" for an answer. | 0:07:16 | 0:07:20 | |
He's hatched a sneaky plan | 0:07:20 | 0:07:23 | |
and has had his assistant, Puck, | 0:07:23 | 0:07:26 | |
cast a magical spell | 0:07:26 | 0:07:27 | |
to make the Fairy Queen fall in love with Bottom, | 0:07:27 | 0:07:31 | |
a man who's head has been turned into a donkey! | 0:07:31 | 0:07:35 | |
I must to the barber's, monsieur, | 0:07:46 | 0:07:48 | |
for methinks I am marvellous hairy about the face, | 0:07:48 | 0:07:53 | |
and I am such a tender ass, | 0:07:53 | 0:07:57 | |
if my hair do but tickle me | 0:07:57 | 0:08:00 | |
I must scratch. | 0:08:00 | 0:08:01 | |
Sweet love, | 0:08:07 | 0:08:09 | |
what thou desirest to eat? | 0:08:09 | 0:08:11 | |
Methinks I have a great desire | 0:08:13 | 0:08:15 | |
to a bottle of hay - | 0:08:15 | 0:08:17 | |
good hay, | 0:08:17 | 0:08:18 | |
sweet hay. | 0:08:18 | 0:08:20 | |
Sleep, thou, | 0:08:22 | 0:08:23 | |
and I will wind thee in my arms. | 0:08:23 | 0:08:26 | |
Fairies, begone, | 0:08:26 | 0:08:27 | |
and be all ways away. | 0:08:27 | 0:08:29 | |
So doth the woodbine, | 0:08:29 | 0:08:31 | |
the sweet honeysuckle, | 0:08:31 | 0:08:32 | |
gently entwist. | 0:08:32 | 0:08:34 | |
The female ivy so enrings | 0:08:34 | 0:08:36 | |
the barky fingers of the elm. | 0:08:36 | 0:08:39 | |
Oh, how I love thee! | 0:08:41 | 0:08:43 | |
How I dote on thee! | 0:08:43 | 0:08:45 | |
Oh, no! | 0:08:53 | 0:08:55 | |
If Titania has fallen in love with Bottom, | 0:08:55 | 0:08:58 | |
what will become of the little boy? | 0:08:58 | 0:09:01 | |
Well, there is a happy ending. | 0:09:03 | 0:09:06 | |
Oberon feels bad for playing pranks on Titania, | 0:09:06 | 0:09:09 | |
and decides to undo the magic spell... | 0:09:09 | 0:09:12 | |
..and Titania is so grateful | 0:09:13 | 0:09:15 | |
she agrees they can look after the little boy together. | 0:09:15 | 0:09:20 | |
So the three of them all live happily ever after. | 0:09:22 | 0:09:26 | |
How lovely! | 0:09:26 | 0:09:28 | |
-Bye! -Bye-Bye! | 0:09:28 | 0:09:30 | |
Magic Hands! | 0:09:31 | 0:09:33 | |
# Just look at my magic | 0:09:34 | 0:09:37 | |
# My magic hands | 0:09:37 | 0:09:39 | |
# Make your finger super-duper. # | 0:09:39 | 0:09:43 | |
Magic Hands! | 0:09:43 | 0:09:44 |