That's Gratitude Mr. Uppity




 * [A limousine's horn honks as it arrives at Mr. Uppity's house. Mr. Uppity opens the front door and stands on top of the porch with a demanding look to the taxi driver. The driver opens the door. Mr. Uppity points at a hole on the ground.]
 * Driver: Ah! Sorry, Mr. Uppity.
 * [The driver presses a button on his remote. A carpet rolls out for Mr. Uppity, scaring the worm. Mr. Uppity walks inside the car.]
 * Mr. Uppity: To Mr. Mischief's house, driver.
 * [The driver rolls up the carpet. The worm pops back out of the hole, breathes a sigh of relief and moves off. The limo drives away onto the road. Mr. Rush's car is then seen behind the limo. He honks his horn and speeds past the limo, angering Mr. Uppity.]
 * Mr. Uppity: Oh! How dare you overtake me! You're not getting away with that, Mr. Rush!


 * Narrator: Mr. Mischief has invited a few friends over for a party.
 * [Inside Mr. Mischief's house, Mr. Greedy quickly stuffs down pieces of cake. Mr. Mischief blows a party blower in Miss Splendid's face. The doorbell rings.]
 * Mr. Mischief: [Giggles] That must be Mr. Uppity.
 * [Outside, Mr. Uppity repeatedly presses the doorbell in fury.]
 * Mr. Uppity: For heavens sake! Is everyone asleep in their--
 * [A giant bell lands on him. He screams. Mr. Mischief opens the front door and pulls the bell up. He notices a shaking Mr. Uppity, ignoring his frown.]
 * Mr. Mischief: Welcome, Mr. Uppity.
 * [Mr. Uppity is let in. He slams the door behind him and sits on a green sofa. Mr. Mischief offers a fruit bowl.]
 * Mr. Mischief: Fruit, anyone?
 * [While Mr. Greedy sneaks to the bowl and licks his lips, Mr. Uppity snatches the bowl.]
 * Mr. Uppity: Leave some for me! [Picks up a banana] Well, at least the bananas are good.
 * [He squeezes a banana into his mouth and chucks the skin. It lands on Little Miss Splendid's nose.]
 * Little Miss Splendid: Oh!
 * [He squeezes another banana into his mouth and chucks the skin. Miss Splendid is crying on the sofa.]
 * Little Miss Splendid: I'll be bruised! I'll look... hideous!
 * Mr. Uppity: Yes you will, as hideous as that hat you're wearing.
 * Mr. Mischief: Well, what about the game of charades?
 * Little Miss Splendid: Oh no.
 * Mr. Greedy: He is nice.
 * Mr. Uppity: Unbelievable. You'd eat everything [Snatches the plate of cake from Mr. Greedy.] if we didn't keep an eye on you, Miss Greedy.
 * Mr. Mischief: Try this one, Mr. Uppity. [Giggles] It's much better.
 * [He swaps cakes with Mr. Uppity. Mr. Uppity tries to eat the cake, but it's too hard. Mr. Mischief laughs. Eventually, Mr. Uppity throws the cake onto the floor.]
 * Mr. Uppity: It's made of rubber! How disgusting!
 * Mr. Mischief: Good one, eh?
 * [He and Mr. Greedy laugh.]
 * Mr. Uppity: Go on. Laugh you packs of idiots! Well, I don't find it funny in the least! Good bye!
 * [He stomps off. However, he slips on his own banana skin and falls on his back.]
 * Mr. Uppity: Oh, my ankle.
 * [Mr. Rush's car speeds and parks outside the front door. He enters the house and notices the group checking on Mr. Uppity, whom is in pain.]
 * Mr. Rush: Hello, everybody.
 * Mr. Uppity: [Hurt] Oh... Leave me be. Don't touch me.
 * Mr. Rush: What happened?
 * Little Miss Splendid: Mr. Uppity has sprained his ankle. It couldn't have happened to a nicer person.
 * [Mr. Uppity's foot starts shaking.]
 * Mr. Uppity: [Scared] It's swelling! Oh, quickly do something you hopeless lot!
 * Mr. Rush: We should get him to the hospital as quickly as possible!
 * [Mr. Rush's car and the limo are back on the road.]
 * Mr. Uppity: Faster, driver. Faster. I'm in pain!


 * [Inside one of the hospital rooms...]
 * Mr. Uppity: Oh... Carefully, Doctor!
 * [...Mr. Uppity is seen with a bandage wrapped around his injured foot. Dr. Makeyouwell is holding a stethoscope.]
 * Dr. Makeyouwell: It's a bad sprain, Mr. Uppity, but you were lucky Mr. Rush got you here so quickly. We'll have to keep you here under observation for three days.
 * Mr. Uppity: [Shocked] What?! Three days?! [Angrily] Here?! I'll die of boredom! I despise hospitals!
 * [Mr Mischief, Little Miss Splendid and Mr. Greedy arrive in Mr. Uppity's room, the latter of whom is holding a present.]
 * Mr. Mischief: Does it hurt?
 * [He giggles and pokes Mr. Uppity's injured foot. Mr. Uppity screams in pain.]
 * Mr. Uppity: Of course it does, you imbecile!


 * Narrator: For three days, Mr. Uppity was spoiled by his friends. Mr. Greedy brought him a box of chocolates!
 * Mr. Uppity: [Opening the box] For heavens sake!
 * [Mr. Greedy sweatdrops.]
 * Narrator: Well, it's the thought that counts.


 * Narrator: Little Miss Splendid very kindly decorated his room.
 * [Noticing that the walls are filled with pictures of Little Miss Splendid, Mr. Uppity growls in anger.]


 * Narrator: Mr. Mischief brought in a bag of grapes to cheer him up.
 * [He offers the bag to Mr. Uppity. Suddenly he bursts it, giving Mr. Uppity a fright.]


 * [Dr. Makeyouwell unwinds the bandage on Mr. Uppity's foot.]
 * Narrator: And three days later...
 * Dr. Makeyouwell: There you go. All better Mr. Uppity.
 * Mr. Uppity: [Jumps out of bed and points at Mr. Rush.] And not before time!
 * Dr. Makeyouwell: You should thank your friends. They've been very kind to you.
 * Mr. Uppity: Is that really necessary?
 * Dr. Makeyouwell: Well, of course.
 * [Nervous, Mr. Uppity tries to mumble a response.]
 * Little Miss Splendid: That's it. Keep trying, Mr. Uppity.
 * [Nervous, Mr. Uppity still tries to mumble a response. Mr. Mischief giggles.]
 * Mr. Mischief: It's not that difficult.
 * Mr. Uppity: [Mumbles, then becomes angry.] I can't do it! Blast the lot of you all!
 * Little Miss Splendid: [Angrily] Well, if you're going to be like that, we're leaving!
 * [The other Mr. Men follow Miss Splendid out the door. Mr. Uppity sweat drops.]
 * Mr. Uppity: [Quietly] Thank you.
 * [Everyone else overhears him. They stop and turn to him.]
 * Little Miss Splendid: I beg you pardon. Could you repeat that, Mr. Uppity? We didn't quite hear you.
 * Mr. Uppity: [Sweat drops and breaks down again] Nooo!
 * [The screen fades to black and the credits appear.]