Nanny McPheeThere is something you should understand about the way I work. When you need me but do not want me, then I must stay. When you want me but no longer need me, then I have to go. It's rather sad, really, but there it is.
[Nanny McPhee turns around to walk out of the room, but stops once she hears Simon]
EvangelineSod my manners you old trout. This is the most fun I've had in weeks.
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Mrs. Quickly[to the children]There's only one thing men want. It's no wonder there are so many of you.
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NarratorHello. Unfortunately, we must start the story with an empty chair. If it wasn't empty, however, we wouldn't have a story. But, it is, and we do, so we must tell it.
ChristiannaYou can't be Bum, Aggie! Sebastian's Bum. You're Poop.
Baby AgathaPoop Bum.
SebastianYou can't be Poop and Bum!
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Mrs. Blatherwick[repeatedly, holding up a piece of paper and pointing to it, referring to the children not being allowed inside the kitchen]I have it in writin'.
Great Aunt AdelaideIf there's one thing I won't stand for, it's loose vowels!
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Mr. BrownI can't support my own family. I never have been able to. There are so many of you. But You're all so delicious. When Aggy came along and your mother was so ill, I said to her, "I think we will have to stop now, dear," and she said... She said, "I know."
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Tora[regarding the rattle that she has just taken from the baby]It was our mother's rattle. Give it back!
Tora[deciding who will go with their great-aunt]Well, I'm the eldest girl. I'll go.
LilyNo. I've always known I was destined for tragedy. I'll go.
Baby AgathaAggy go.
Eric BrownDon't be silly, Aggy. You're not even a whole girl yet.
ChristiannaNo. She wanted me. I'll go.
SebastianYou can't all go.
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Baby AgathaBeehive!
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Mr. BrownIt wasn't really the baby they were eating. It was a chicken, actually.
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Great Aunt AdelaideI shall relieve you of one of your children and give it a home with me at Stitch Manor... As for your fortunate daughter - for it must be a girl and not one of those other things...
Mr. BrownWe must begin our story, sad to say with an empty chair. If it were not empty, we would not have a story. But, it is. And we do, and it is time to tell it.
Nanny McPhee[after using a winking donkey to rescue the children from their Great Aunt]One of you is going to have to go and it can't be the donkey.
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[Mr. Brown goes to the Nannies of Distinction. Mrs. Partridge locks the door and he tries to open the door, but it won't budge. He knocking on the door]
Mr. BrownI'm sure, there's time. Listen, they didn't eat the baby. It was a chicken, actually.
The Voice of Mrs PartridgeThere's no more nannies! You've had the lot!
[she slams the door and Mr. Brown leaves]
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VicarDearly beloved, we are gathered together to join together this man and this woman in holy matrimony. Make a loud noise and rejoice and sing praise.
Nanny McPhee[narrating, as she nods to the empty chair of the Brown family matriarch then walks away into the countryside]There is something you should understand about the way I work. When you need me, but do not want me, then I must stay. When you want me, but no longer need me, then I have to go.
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Mrs. BlatherwickWhere are you? You bloody half breeds, I'm ready and I'm armed!
[Eric comes down the dumbwaiter and bashes Mrs. Blatherwick with a frying pan knocking her out]