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Thank you for holding.

Your call is moderately important to us.

Help.

Where’s he going to sleep?

Not in my room.

He’s a he.

Tony’s a he.

Shut up.

And Tony would be more than welcome

to a bunk-up.

Who’s Tony?

I’m warning you.

Just some boy she’s in love with.

No?

Darling, really?

That’s it!

When can I meet him?

Can I meet him?

Darling?

He can sleep in my room.

He’s not sleeping in anyone’s room.

He’s going in the attic.

I want you all to lock your doors.

I can’t find anything about an English explorer in Peru.

Of course you can’t.

Why not?

He’s making the whole thing up.

It’s the sort of sob story your mother falls for.

Hang on.

That’s not fair.

It so is fair.

You’ve literally just brought home

a random bear.

So embarrassing.

You’d have done the same thing.

We’re much more similar than you think.

What are you doing?

The storm is upon us.

Oh, you and your knees.

I can tell you for a fact, Mrs Bird,

it is not going to rain indoors.

Oh, no.

There she blows.

Mr Brown, are you there?

Yes, hello.

Yes, that sounds fine.

No, no, no, don’t read me

the terms and conditions.

I want to action this as soon as possible.

Don’t put me on hold again!

Paddington?

What is going on in there?

Er, nothing.

I’m just having a spot of bother with the facilities.

Nice weather for the ducks?

That was amazing.

Dear Aunt Lucy.

I have arrived in London

and so far it has rained, poured,

drizzled and chucked it down.

And I miss you.

London is not how we imagined it.

Hardly anyone says hello or wears hats.

And you can no longer simply turn up at the station and get a home.

It’s hard to see where a bear

could ever belong in such a strange, cold city.

Luckily, I met the Browns, who are

letting me sleep in their attic.

They have a lovely house, but I’m not

going to be allowed to stay.

That animal is going straight to the authorities.

What about the explorer?

There is no explorer.

I’m not putting this family in danger

while you go on some wild-goose chase.

First thing tomorrow,

that bear is out of here.

The Browns are a very curious tribe.

Mr Brown is something called a risk analyst.

He says that having a bear in the house

increases the chances of major disaster

by 4,000%.

Mrs Brown illustrates adventure stories.

Her latest is set in the old tunnels

and sewers under London.

She says she’s stuck at the moment

because she can’t imagine what her hero looks like,

but has no trouble coming up with

nicknames for her daughter Judy,

like “twinkle” and “coconut” and.

Sweety pops?

Hello, darling.

I was thinking of going

to the sewers tomorrow night.

I just wondered if you wanted to join me.

You could bring this Tony.

Why would I want to bring anyone down the toilet?

Come on, darling, it’s not like that.

It’s a subterranean labyrinth

that can take you anywhere in the city.

It’s weird, it smells

and it’s embarrassing.

Sure Good point.

Judy suffers from a serious condition

called “embarrassment”.

She is seeing a boy called Tony

but won’t bring him home.

So, when can I come round your house?

That’s never gonna happen.

She is learning Chinese.

Could you tell me the way to the central business district?

so she can run away

and start a small business.

I have been accused of insider trading and require legal representation.

When Jonathan grows up, he wants to be an astronaut.

Last year he built a pair of rocket boots.

Three, two, one.

and is now only allowed to play

with safe, educational, indoor toys

from the olden days.

They live with an old relative

called Mrs Bird.

Her husband was in the Navy, and she

still likes everything shipshape.

Tomorrow, they are taking me to the authorities,

who will house me in something that is not an orphanage,

but still doesn’t sound like the sort of home we were really hoping for.

Can’t you sleep?

Me neither.

I do wish we could have

found the explorer.

I know, Paddington.

But I’ve been looking everywhere

and I still can’t find any mention

of an English expedition to Peru.

But there really was an explorer, Mrs Brown.

He gave my uncle this hat.

What, that was the explorer’s hat?

Hm-hmm.

Why?

I’ve got a friend who runs an antiques shop in the Portobello Road.

He knows all about old things

like your hat.

Oh.

it’s just possible

he could help us find your explorer.

Well, that would be wonderful.

But didn’t Mr Brown say.

Don’t you worry about Mr Brown.

As far as he’s concerned,

we’re going to the authorities.

But I’m not standing by while there’s

a chance of finding you a proper home.

Now make sure you get some sleep, OK?

Night-night.

Tomorrow, we are going to find the explorer.

Love from Paddington.

Oh.

PS.

That is now my name.

Good evening, Grant.

Madam Director.

Another delivery from the docks?

Bring it through.

Yes!

You are going to make a fantastic addition to the collection.

Aren’t you worried people will ask questions?

Not at all.

As far as the tree-huggers

who run this place are concerned,

I’d never dream of stuffing

a poor defenceless animal.

However, it’s not enough for me just

to look after this dusty old collection.

I need to add the odd choice specimen

of my own.

There was some weird sort of animal

at the dock today.

Oh, yes?

Yeah.

I was doing my rounds as usual

when I spotted something sticky

on the deck of the boat.

I think they were paw prints.

Whatever it was that had made them

had hidden himself away in the lifeboat.

Must have been in there

all the way from Peru.

Seems to have lived on nothing but marmalade.

Did you say marmalade?

Hmm.

What happened to him?

He sneaked out in the mail van.

Yes?

I tracked him to Paddington.

Good.

But then he disappeared.

I’m sorry.

It’s just that that creature

means a great deal to me.

Why?

Is he endangered?

He is now.