Oh, oh dear, oh dear. Poor Mr. Robinson. I'm so sorry, Major Courtney, but I'm afraid...

[She knocks on the door] Mrs. Louisa Wilberforce: [pacing] Oh, oh dear, oh dear. Poor Mr. Robinson. [She knocks again; the music stops and Claude opens the door] Mrs. Louisa Wilberforce: I'm so sorry, Major Courtney, but I'm afraid General Gordon has bitten Mr. Robinson's finger. Now he's on the top of the cabinet and refuses to come down. Louis: Mr. Robinson is on top of the cabinet? Mrs. Louisa Wilberforce: Oh, no Mr. Harvey. General Gordon. Mr. Lawson, you're the tallest. Do you think you could try to get him down for us? One-Round: Sure, I'll get 'im, mum [he starts down the stairs] Mrs. Louisa Wilberforce: Oh, I feel I'm being such a bother. Louis: How could you possibly think a thing like that? Mrs. Louisa Wilberforce: Oh, you *are* kind.

I'm so sorry, major Courtney, but I'm afraid general Gordon has bitten Mr. Robinson's finger. Now he's on top of the cabinet and refuses to come down. Mr. Robinson is on top of the cabinet? No, Mr. Harvey. General Gordon. Mr. Lawson, you're the tallest. Do you think you could try to get him down for us? Sure, I'll get him, ma'am. I feel I'm being such a bother. How could you possibly think a thing like that? Oh, you are kind. ...very fond of parrots, and they were at sea for many years with my husband. Here, I'll do it. - All right, Pavlova. - Captain Wilberforce was in the mercantile marines. Oh, be quiet, you naughty bird. Hello. Come here, birdie. Do be careful, Mr. Lawson. General Gordon, general Gordon. Mr. Robinson, do catch him. Do catch him. Mr. Lawson, it's all right. He'll help you in a minute. General Gordon. Don't open the door, major. He mustn't get out. Oh, major, could you help... Mr. Lawson... no, you're in the chair. Mr. Robinson. Give us a hand, will you?