Dear Madame, it *grieves* me to inform you that due to the war, we have been forced to...
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[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
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
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No No thank you
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Yes
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Yes there is something that Paul can do
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Me I need the bedknob back
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I must get to London No I want to go to the jungle
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Come with me Paul
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Now Paul Ridiculous as it may seem
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to have to explain this to a six year old
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I do need your help Go ahead
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I was expecting a very important spell in the mail
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from my teacher Professor Emelius Browne and it hasn't come
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What's that got to do with my knob
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I must go to London immediately and see Professor Browne
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With his help we may be able to bring this war to a successful end
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That is why I need the knob
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What is your decision
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Thank you Paul
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Movie Summary
An apprentice witch, three kids and a cynical magician conman search for the missing component to a magic spell to be used in the defense of Britain in World War II.
