Cindy O'Callaghan credited as playing...
Carrie
- [during the soccer match]
- Charlie Rawlins: Foul! Foul!
- Carrie Rawlins: They're only animals.
- Charlie Rawlins: That's no excuse for dirty football.
- Eglentine Price: [singing] When you rush around in hopeless circles, searching everywhere for something true, you're at the age of not believing, when all the make-believe is through.
- Carrie Rawlins: [speaking] That's Charlie, to a 'T'.
- Eglentine Price: [still singing] When you set aside your childhood heroes, and your dreams are lost upon a shelf, you're at the age of not believing, and worst of all you doubt yourself.
- [speaking; about an apple core]
- Eglentine Price: Throw that into the waste basket.
- [singing]
- Eglentine Price: You're a castaway where no one hears you, on a barren isle in a lonely sea.
- Charlie Rawlins: [speaking] What's that supposed to be, poetry?
- Eglentine Price: [still singing] Where did all the happy endings go? Where can all the good times be?
- [speaking]
- Eglentine Price: Everyone on the bed who's going.
- [singing]
- Eglentine Price: You must face the age of not believing, doubting everything you ever knew. Until at last, you start believing there's something wonderful in you!
- Paul Rawlins: What is it? A toy shop?
- Carrie Rawlins: No, it's a nursery. Ain't you ever seen a nursery?
- Charlie Rawlins: No and neither 'ave you!
- [Miss Price sits in her armchair as she opens a letter and reads it]
- Professor Emelius Browne: [voice-over] Dear Madame, it *grieves* me to inform you that due to the war, we have been forced to close down our college of witchcraft. This means that we shall not be sending you the final lesson in which you expressed so much interest.
- [Miss Price blinks sadly; Carrie, Charlie and Paul stand by on the stairs]
- Carrie Rawlins: We were wondering what was keeping you.
- Miss Eglantine Price: I've had some very bad news.
- Carrie Rawlins: Is there anything we can do?
- Miss Eglantine Price: [takes off her glasses] No. No, thank you.
- [her eyes widen as she rises up from her armchair]
- Miss Eglantine Price: Yes. Yes, there *is* something that *Paul* can do.
- Paul Rawlins: Me?
- Miss Eglantine Price: Paul, I need the bedknob back. I must get to London immediately.
- Paul Rawlins: No! I want to go to the jungle.
- Miss Eglantine Price: Oh, I know, but...
- Charles "Charlie" Rawlins: Wait a moment.
- [approaches Miss Price]
- Charles "Charlie" Rawlins: I'll handle this.
- Carrie Rawlins: Charlie, be careful.
- Charles "Charlie" Rawlins: What you're saying, Miss Price, is you now wish to take the object, which you gave to an innocent child, and get him mixed up in some kind of witch's hanky-panky?
- Miss Eglantine Price: Well, yes, in a way, but...
- Charles "Charlie" Rawlins: Well, a few odd shillings might fix matters up, as you might say.
- [rubs his fingers together]
- Miss Eglantine Price: No, Charles. Money has got nothing to do with it, and, as a matter of fact, neither have you. Come with me, Paul.
- [Paul follows her to the armchair; she sits down]
- Miss Eglantine Price: Now, Paul, ridiculous as it may seem to have to explain this to a six-year-old child, but I *do* need your help.
- Paul Rawlins: Go ahead.
- Miss Eglantine Price: I was expecting a *very* important spell in the mail from my teacher, Professor Emelius Browne, and it hasn't come.
- Paul Rawlins: What's that got to do with my knob?
- Miss Eglantine Price: I must go to London immediately and see Professor Browne. With his help, we may be able to bring this war to a successful end. That is why I need the knob. What is your decision?
- [Paul looks down at the knob, then turns to Charlie, who shakes his head; Paul hands the knob over to Miss Price]
- Miss Eglantine Price: Thank you, Paul.
- Carrie Rawlins: Why do you keep the curtains closed?
- Professor Emelius Browne: So that we may enjoy the gentle glow of candlelight.
- Charles "Charlie" Rawlins: More likely so's the coppers don't peek in and catch you hiding out here.