Skunk Pan part 2 - Meet the Darling Family


 * Narrator: All this has happened before, and it will all happen again. But this time it happened in London. It happened on a quiet street in Bloomsbury. And that corner house over there is the home of the Darling family. And Skunk Pan chose this particular house, because there were animals here who believed in him. There was Mrs. Darling.

(In the bathroom of the corner house, there was a female brown kangaroo with fingerless hands, a long, strong tail, a black nose, and pink ears. Right now, she was wearing a pink underdress. She was known as Kanga, and she was putting on lipstick in front of the mirror for a party.)


 * Kanga/Mary Darling: (humming) Rabbit, dear, do hurry! We musn't be late for the party you know.


 * Narrator: Mrs. Darling believed that Skunk Pan was the spirit of youth. But Mr. Darling...

(In the parents' bedroom, there was a yellow rabbit with a pink nose, white markings, and long, pink ears, wearing only a white dress shirt. He was known as Rabbit. At the moment, he was searching through his drawers for his gold cuff links.)


 * Rabbit/George Darling: Kanga, unless I find my wristbands, we don't go to the party. And if we don't go to the party, I can never show my face in the office again. And if I can never show- (groans)
 * Narrator: Well, Mr. Darling was a practical man. The boys, however, Miles "Tails" Prower and Roo believed Skunk Pan was a real animal, and made him of the hero of all their nursery games.

(In the window of the nursery, we see two shadows fighting the other with wooden toy swords. One has one in its left hand and a hanger in its right hand while the other has another in its right hand.)

(One of the shadows belonged to a 4-in-a-half-year-old fox with brown fur, peach markings at the muzzle and tummy, pointy ears with visible eardrums, two bushy tails with white tips, and hazel eyes. He was wearing a green bandana tied around his head and green footie pajamas. He was known as Miles "Tails" Prower, and he was the one holding the toy sword in his left hand and the hanger in his right.)

(The other shadow belonged to a brown joey at 3 years old. He had fingerless hands, a black nose, a long, strong tail, and pink ears and wore yellow footie pajamas, and he was the one with the toy sword in his right hand.)


 * Tails/John: Blast you, Skunk Pan!
 * Roo/Michael: Take that! Give up, Captain Gutt? Give up?
 * Tails/John: Never! (pulling open a drawer that is under Roo's pajama-clad feet) I'll teach you to cut off me hand!

(Just about then, a 9-year-old black and white cat, named Penelope Pussycat, walked in. She had blue eyes, pointy ears, a black nose, and whiskers. She was also wearing a snow-white nightgown and carrying a jug.)


 * Penelope Pussycat/Wendy: (chuckling) Oh no, Tails. It was the left hand.
 * Tails/John: Oh yes. Thank you, Penelope.
 * Narrator: Penelope Pussycat, the eldest, not only believed, she was the supreme authority on Skunk Pan and all his marvelous adventures.
 * Penelope Pussycat/Wendy: Oh, Rita and Runt, must we always take that nasty tonic?

(A big dog with light brown and white fur, and a black nose, named Runt, walked in with a tray consisting of a bottle of tonic and three spoons on his head with Rita, a gray and white girl cat with green eyes, pointy pink ears, a pink nose, and whiskers, riding on his back.)


 * Narrator: Rita and Runt, the nursemaid and butler, being a cat and a dog, kept their opinions to themselves and viewed the whole affair with a certain tolerance.
 * Roo/Michael: Take that!
 * Tails/John: Insolent beast, I'll slash you to ribbons!
 * Roo/Michael: And I'll cut you to pieces! Aha!
 * Tails/John: Ouch! Careful, Roo! You almost broke my nose!
 * Roo/Michael: I'm sorry, Tails.
 * Tails/John: Ah! You'll never leave this ship alive!
 * Roo/Michael: Oh yes, I will! Take that!
 * Tails/John: Scuttle me bones, boy! I'll slit your gizzard!
 * Roo/Michael: Oh no, you won't! Back, back, back, you villain!
 * Tails/John: Insolent pup!
 * Roo/Michael: Wicked pirate!
 * Tails/John: Aha! I gotcha!
 * Roo/Michael: You didn't, either. You never touched me. Take that! And that! And that!

(Pretending he was dead, Tails placed his hand over his chest, groaned a fake death groan, and fell to the floor.)


 * Rabbit/George: (walking in) Boys, boys, less noise, please!
 * Tails/John: Oh, hello, father.
 * Roo/Michael: You old bilge rat!
 * Rabbit/George: What, what, what? Now see here, Roo!
 * Tails/John: Oh, not you, father. You see, he's Skunk Pan.
 * Roo/Michael: And Tails's Captain Gutt.
 * Rabbit/George: Yes, yes, of course. Er...have you seen my cuff links? Oh, Rita and Runt, for goodness' sake! Where are those cuff links?
 * Tails/John: Cuff links, father?
 * Rabbit/George: Yes, the gold ones.
 * Tails/John: Roo, the buried treasure. Where is it?
 * Roo/Michael: I don't know.
 * Tails/John: The map, then. Where's the treasure map.
 * Roo/Michael: It got lost.
 * Rabbit/George: Good heavens! My shirt front!
 * Roo/Michael: Hooray! You found it! You found it!
 * Rabbit/George: Yes, so I have. And hereafter,...don't paw me, Roo. This is my last clean...no! No!

(Kanga, now wearing a lavender evening gown, an amethyst necklace, matching earrings, and golden evening gloves with make-up, walked in the nursery.)


 * Kanga/Mary: Rabbit, dear, we really must hurry or we'll be late.
 * Rabbit/George: Kanga, look!
 * Kanga/Mary: Rabbit!
 * Roo/Michael: It's only chalk, father.
 * Kanga/Mary: Why, Roo...
 * Tails/John: It's not his fault, it's in the story. And Penelope said...
 * Rabbit/George: Penelope? Story? I might have known. Penelope?! PENELOPE!
 * Penelope Pussycat/Wendy: Yes, father?
 * Rabbit/George: Would you kindly explain...
 * Penelope Pussycat/Wendy: Oh, mother! You look simply lovely!
 * Kanga/Mary: Thank you, dear.
 * Rabbit/George: Penelope...
 * Kanga/Mary: Just my old gown made over, but it did turn out all right, and I...
 * Rabbit/George: Kanga, if you don't mind! I'd...
 * Penelope Pussycat/Wendy: Why, father! What have you done to your armor?
 * Rabbit/George: What have I? (groans)
 * Kanga/Mary: Now, Rabbit, really! It comes right off.
 * Rabbit/George: That's no excuse! Penelope! Haven't I warned you, stuffing the boys' heads with a lot of silly stories!
 * Penelope Pussycat/Wendy: Oh, but they aren't.
 * Rabbit/George: I say they are! Captain Gun! Skunk Pirate!
 * Penelope Pussycat/Wendy: Skunk Pan, father.
 * Rabbit/George: Pan, pirate, poppycock!

(Penelope Pussycat, Tails, and Roo began protesting at once.)


 * Rabbit/George: ABSOLUTE POPPYCOCK! And let me tell you, this ridiculous...
 * Kanga/Mary: (about to do his red bowtie) Now, Rabbit...
 * Rabbit/George: Now, Rabbit! Now, Rabbit! (doing his bowtie himself, only to make a furious tangle) WELL, "NOW, RABBIT" WILL HAVE HIS SAY!
 * Kanga/Mary: (fixing his bowtie neatly) Please, dear.
 * Rabbit/George: Kanga, the child's growing up! It's high time she had a room of her own!
 * Penelope Pussycat/Wendy: Father!
 * Kanga/Mary: Rabbit!
 * Tails/John: What?
 * Roo/Michael: No.

(The blocks fell out of Runt's mouth as he and Rita gasped in shock.)


 * Rabbit/George: I mean it! Young lady, this is your last night in the nursery! And that's my last word on the matter!

(He turned to leave, but he tripped over Rita and Runt. The cat and the dog tried to run, but they were unaware that they were being knocked into the blocks by Rabbit again. Rita and Runt tripped on a toy wagon and passed it to Rabbit, who was now standing on the wagon.)


 * Rabbit/George: No!

(Rita and Runt were sent rolling across the nursery, and knocked back as Rabbit was sent flying as the handle of the toy wagon made a rip in the rug.)


 * Rabbit/George: NO!

(And with a large crash, he crashed into a drawer, and Rita and Runt bumped into a wall. Some toys fell from the drawer and onto his head.)


 * Penelope Pussycat/Wendy, Tails/John, Roo/Michael, and Kanga/Mary: Oh!

(Rabbit is happy thinking it's him they feel sorry for, but, instead, they run over to Rita and Runt.)


 * Penelope Pussycat/Wendy, Tails/John, Roo/Michael, and Kanga/Mary: Poor Rita and Runt!
 * Rabbit/George: Poor Rita and Runt? (standing up and pointing to the half-open door) This is the last straw! Out! OUT, I SAY!
 * Roo/Michael: (embracing Rita and Runt) No, father, no!
 * Rabbit/George: Yes! (dragging Rita and Runt across the nursery with Roo still clinging to them) THERE'LL BE NO MORE CATS FOR NURSEMAIDS OR DOGS FOR BUTLERS IN THIS HOUSE!

(Kanga just picks up Roo.)

(Roo begins to cry.)


 * Roo/Michael: Goodbye, Rita. Goodbye, Runt. (Rita and Runt wave back.)
 * Rabbit/George: (dragging Rita and Runt outside) Poor Rita and Runt! Oh yes, poor Rita and Runt! But poor father, oh no. Blast it! Where is that rope? (He turned to see Rita with the rope in her paw.) Oh, thank you. (As he was tying the rope onto Runt's collar, he noticed disappointed looks on Rita and Runt's faces.) Oh, dash it all, you two! D-don't look at me like that. (getting them two bowls of water from the water fountain) It's nothing personal, its just that, well, you're not really a nurse and a butler at all you're, well, a cat and a dog. And the children aren't puppies and kittens, they're a kangaroo, a fox, and a cat. And sooner or later, Rita and Runt, (stroking Rita's fur) animals have to grow up.

(Then he walked away, leaving Rita and Runt sad, disappointed, and discouraged.)