Mr. Clumsy Head Butler




 * [Little Miss Splendid is walking her dog, Fifi, until she comes across a puddle.]
 * Little Miss Splendid: Ugh. I hate horrible nasty puddles, especially if it's just been ruined.
 * Mr. Clumsy: Hello, Miss Splendid.
 * [Mr. Clumsy is seen mopping up some dirt onto a dustpan and placing it on a wheelbarrow. He sits down.]
 * Narrator: That's right. It's Mr. Clumsy! He's busy cleaning up...
 * [Suddenly, the wheelbarrow tips over and the dirt goes all over the ground. Fifi becomes frightened and runs away, letting go of Miss Splendid's lead. She becomes horrified and frowns at Mr. Clumsy as the dirt floods her legs. Eventually, she wobbles and falls backwards, making her even dirtier.]
 * Little Miss Splendid: [Angrily] You idiot! You haven't heard the last of this!


 * [Mr. Clumsy is sat with Mr. Mayor.]
 * Mr. Clumsy: Oh I am sorry, Mr. Mayor. I didn't mean to make Miss Splendid's dog dirty.
 * Mr. Mayor: [Angrily] I've had enough, Mr. Clumsy!
 * Mr. Clumsy: [Begging] Oh no... Don't give me the sack.
 * [Desperate, he begs on the desk, hitting it so hard that ink pops out and sprays the mayor and him. He tries to wipe the ink off.]
 * Mr. Mayor: Now look what you've done! [Brings out a handkerchief] Here, do pull yourself together!
 * [Mr. Clumsy takes the hankey and blows his nose. As soon as he rests it on the inked desk, the ink stains it all the way through.]
 * Mr. Clumsy: Thank you, Mr. Mayor.
 * [He tosses the stained hankey back to the Mayor. It lands on the mayor's face, covering him with ink.]
 * Mr. Mayor: Ugh! [Throws the hankey on the floor in anger] Mr. Clumsy, you're fired!


 * [Mr. Clumsy walks along a street sobbing and sniffing where houses appear broken. He is holding a scroll.]
 * Mr. Clumsy: I must find a job. [He reads his scroll.] Ah. Head Butler required? Please contact Little Miss Star.


 * [Inside Little Miss Star's house...]
 * Little Miss Star: You understand Mr... oh, what was your name again?
 * Mr. Clumsy: [Slowly; bows] Mr. Clumsy.
 * Little Miss Star: Well, you see, Mr. Clumsy, I shall be inviting all the important people in Tiddletown. My party must be a big success.
 * Mr. Clumsy: You can count on me, Little Miss Star.
 * Little Miss Star: Perfect. I'll let you get on with the sandwiches while I go and have my hair done.
 * Mr. Clumsy: Hmm...
 * [Mr. Clumsy starts making the sandwiches. He dips the slices of bread on a block of butter and drops each one on the floor.]
 * Mr. Clumsy: Hmm... What can I put in the sandwiches? Oh I know! I'll make omelette sandwiches with lots of herbs and spices.
 * [He struggles to open the fridge door, but eventually he opens it. Food flies out of the fridge and splats on the wall, ceiling and floor. He is then seen lying on his back.]
 * Mr. Clumsy: Oh rats!
 * [He gets up. Soon, he scoops up the splatted eggs off the floor with a spoon and places them on the frying pan. He then stands on a stool and tries to reach the butter. He reaches it, but wobbles and falls off the stool. He places the butter into the pan.]
 * Mr. Clumsy: Almost forgot the herbs.
 * [He picks the herbs off a plant pot and places them in the pan.]


 * [In the next scene, the party is all set. Little Miss Wise, Mr. Nonsense and Mr. Fussy are having a chat. Mr. Clumsy greets the next customer: Mr. Uppity. He is seen with a scarf round his back.]
 * Mr. Clumsy: [Posh] Oh. Hello, Mr. Uppity.
 * [Mr. Uppity passes his hat and scarf to him. He tosses them behind him. As Mr. Uppity is let in, Little Miss Splendid is next in, holding an umbrella.]
 * Little Miss Splendid: [Grumbles] Oh no. Not you.
 * Mr. Clumsy: I am organising Miss Star's party. Shall I look after your umbrella for you?
 * Little Miss Splendid: Huh!
 * [Frowning, she passes the umbrella to him and walks in. Little Miss Star approaches him and is furious.]
 * Little Miss Star: [Angrily] Oh, Mr. Clumsy! You have forgotten to do the dusting, and you haven't even done the washing up!


 * [Mr. Clumsy clears up the mess on the table - into the insides of Mr. Uppity's hat and Miss Splendid's umbrella. He wipes the table with Mr. Uppity's scarf.]
 * Mr. Uppity: The pleasure is all mine, my dear Miss Splendid. You look radiant! Actually I had you in mind for a leading role in my new film.
 * [Miss Star ]
 * Little Miss Star: [Furiously whispering to herself] Oh! He's going to give my role to her. Well, we'll see about that!
 * Mr. Clumsy: [To Miss Star] What can I do for you?
 * [He walks towards Miss Star but trips over a brick and falls over.]
 * Little Miss Star: [Angrily] Just get rid of Little Miss Splendid!
 * Mr. Clumsy: Consider it done!


 * [In the next scene, he is outside hiding behind a bush. There is a basket of snails beside him. He grabs a snail and places it in the basket. Soon, the snails are in the house on the table.]
 * Mr. Clumsy: Now don't worry, my little friends. No one's going to eat you. [Laughs] I just need you for decoration. Here.
 * [He gives some leaves to the snails. Soon, he is holding a tray with the snails. He places them one by one onto Miss Splendid's hat while she speaks.]
 * Little Miss Splendid: My dear Mr. Uppity, I'm so glad that you recognised my extraordinary-- artistic talent.
 * [--at that point, Mr. Uppity giggles and scopes through his monocle at the snails, then starts laughing.]
 * Little Miss Splendid: Apparently, my skills as an actress have considerably impressed you.
 * [One snail peeks through her hat. She takes one glance at the snail and gets a fright. Her hat jumps and the snails fall off.]
 * Little Miss Splendid: Oh! My goodness! A ghost leaf!
 * [While she walks away, Mr. Clumsy gives her the umbrella. It is raining outside. She opens her umbrella, only for dirt to fall and cover her.]
 * Little Miss Splendid: Ugh! Yuk!
 * [Back inside, Miss Star comes in and talks to Mr. Uppity.]
 * Mr. Uppity: Dear Miss Star, I knew the role was meant for you and not for Little Miss Splendid.
 * [She blushes and giggles.]
 * Little Miss Star: I'll forgive you, Mr. Uppity. Mr. Clumsy, will you please bring Mr. Uppity his hat and scarf?
 * [Mr. Clumsy brings in his hat and scarf. He suspiciously looks at his dirty scarf.]
 * Mr. Uppity: Mine was spotlessly clean. :[He throws it on the floor. He puts his hat on and dirt pours onto him.]
 * Mr. Uppity: Ugh!
 * [He clenches his fists, and walks out of the house. Little Miss Star faints.]


 * [Outside, the front door is slammed shut on him.]
 * Mr. Clumsy: I think I better find myself another job.
 * [He walks off. The screen fades to black.]