Mr. Grumble Boils Over




 * [Mr. Grumble is in bed annoyed.]
 * Mr. Grumble: [Groans] I hate them. I can't stand it.
 * Radio: Hot. Hot. The summer is very hot. Another lovely sunny day for those off to the beach.
 * [He breaks the radio with his pillow, and turns away from it.]
 * Mr. Grumble: [Angrily] I hope it rains!
 * [A fly appears in front of his face. Annoyed, he tries to swat it with one of his slippers. With the fly approaching the mirror, he throws it towards the mirror and breaks it.]
 * Narrator: Another miserable day for Mr. Grumble.
 * [The fly, unharmed, lands on the desk next to a vase. Mr. Grumble tiptoes towards it whilst holding a slipper. He grins as he prepares to attack it. However, he screams as a wizard appears right in front of him.]
 * Mr. Grumble: Who are you?
 * Wizard: I am a wizard!
 * Mr. Grumble: What do you want?
 * Wizard: I've come to see you because I need your help.
 * Mr. Grumble: My help? Bleugh.
 * Wizard: You know that everybody has gone away on holiday?
 * Mr. Grumble: Yeah, and a good thing, too.
 * Wizard: Except for you and Mr. Worry. Poor Mr. Worry is more worried than ever. So I've told him he will come along and have a chat with you.
 * Mr. Grumble: But he gets on my nerves.
 * Wizard: That may be so. Poor Mr. Worry, he needs to talk to somebody.
 * [The wizard disappears in a puff of smoke. Mr. Grumble gasps.]


 * [In the next scene, Mr. Grumble is relaxing on a rocking chair. the doorbell sounds and he gets annoyed and grumpily walks to the front door. He opens it and Mr. Worry comes flying through the door and collides with a table, breaking a vase and hurting his head.]
 * Mr. Worry: [Embarrassed whilst rubbing his head] Oh, Oh dear. I think I've broken something.
 * Mr. Grumble: Not at all, Mr. Worry. You haven't broken anything. Well, nothing except my vase.
 * Mr. Worry: Goodness gracious. What a bother I must be to you. :Mr. Grumble: [Quietly] I'll throw him out in a minute.
 * [He screams again as the wizard appears behind his back, tapping his feet and folding his arms.]
 * Wizard: You're grumpy all year round.
 * [He restores the table and the vase back to normal with his magic wand.]
 * Wizard: Just for once, do try to be nice.
 * Mr. Grumble: [Grunts] That's right.
 * [Mr. Grumble walks over to Mr. Worry and lets him take a seat.]
 * Mr. Worry: Oh. Could you open the curtains please? I'm afraid of the dark.
 * [Mr. Grumble quickly opens the curtains.]
 * Mr. Grumble: [Annoyed] Happy now? Like some coffee?
 * Mr. Worry: [Embarrassed] Oh, I couldn't thank you. Coffee doesn't agree with me.
 * Mr. Grumble: Cup of tea then?
 * Mr. Worry: Doctor Make-you-well told me I should never drink tea.
 * Mr. Grumble: [Annoyed] I don't know. What about herbal tea?
 * Mr. Worry: Oh... No thank you. Herbal tea is a medicine and I would only drink it under doctor's orders.
 * Mr. Grumble: [Angrily swinging a cushion] Well, a cushion! A cushion would you like that?!
 * [Mr. Worry starts crying. The Wizard appears again and Mr. Grumble guiltily looks at him.]
 * Wizard: [Angrily] Aren't you ashamed?!
 * [The Wizard disappears again. Mr. Grumble pats Mr. Worry's head and calms him down. A halo appears above Mr. Grumble's head.]
 * Mr. Grumble: [Softly] No, no no it's all right, Mr. Worry. [Mr. Worry stops crying] Let's go outside for a walk.
 * [They both go outside for a walk.]
 * Mr. Worry: Life is so difficult.
 * Mr. Grumble: Go on holiday. Go to the seaside. Do something!
 * Mr. Worry: I'd be too frightened of getting seashells stuck in my feet. Do you like the beach?
 * Mr. Grumble: No I hate it. Nothing but mosquitoes, and kids that cry when you kick their sandcastles over. Right, [Looks at his watch] That's our little talk over.
 * [Storm clouds gather from above. Lightning strikes and thunder rumbles. Mr. Worry becomes afraid again and puts his hands over his ears.]
 * Mr. Worry: Goodness gracious me...
 * Mr. Grumble: A storm.
 * [They both hurry back inside the house]
 * Mr. Grumble: [Angrily] That's all I need. [Softly] Are you cold?
 * [Lightning strikes and thunder rumbles again. Mr. Worry screams and dashes behind the sofa.]
 * Mr. Grumble: At least, I can't see it behind there.
 * [As more lightning strikes, Mr. Grumble sits back on the rocking chair.]


 * [A clear sky and a moon are seen through the window. Mr. Worry, still worried, runs out from behind the sofa and accidentally trips over Mr. Grumble's rocking chair and collides into his fireplace. Mr. Grumble falls flat on his face and gets annoyed.]
 * Mr. Grumble: [Getting up] Are you still there? [Drags Mr. Worry] Alright. Time to go home.
 * [He slams the door and turns on the light.]
 * Mr. Grumble: I'm gonna watch one of those stupid TV programmes.
 * [He straightens the chair. Suddenly, he screams again as Mr. Worry is still hanging around outside the window.]
 * Mr. Grumble: Have you forgotten something?
 * Mr. Worry: Well, I feel terrible out here. I'm scared of the dark. Could you accompany me home?
 * Mr. Grumble: No!
 * Mr. Worry: Well then. Do you mind if I sleep here tonight?


 * [On Mr. Grumble's bed, Mr. Grumble is asleep while Mr. Worry is wide awake and still frightened. He wakes Mr. Grumble up.]
 * Mr. Grumble: What is it, Mr. Worry?
 * Mr. Worry: I'm so worried, I can't sleep.
 * Mr. Grumble: [Grunts]
 * Mr. Worry: Would you read me a story?
 * [Mr. Grumble picks up a book and turns the light on. He flicks the pages and reads the book.]
 * Mr. Grumble: Once upon a time, there was a worried man and he...
 * [Moments later, Mr. Worry is fast asleep. The screen fades to black and the credits roll]