Babar

Hi papa!

Uncle Arthur!

Mama, mama!

Now, you three, settle down!

Someone's going to get hurt.

Don't worry, Cornelius!

We're experts!

We'll be careful!

Telephone!

Uh, well, I, uh--

telephone?

I mean, hello?

Royal palace, Cornelius speaking.

Cornelius, it's Babar.

Just wondering how you and the children

are getting along without us.

(OVER PHONE) Oh, things are rolling right along,

your majesty.

Oh!

Uh, Babar, how's little Isabelle?

Is Celeste having a good time?

Uh.

Good!

Well, if you don't mind, Babar, I've got a few

pressing matters to attend to.

Uh, goodbye.

Woo!

All right!

Yeah!

Good ol' Cornelius.

You never have to worry when he's in charge.

Look out!

Oh, why, thank you.

Oh, tusks.

Special delivery for Flora.

Special delivery!

For Flora!

Thank you!

Oh, no!

My tusks.

Oh, no.

This is terrible.

I-- I'll call the doctor,

the hospital, the ambulance!

I hope you haven't broken anything.

What is it, your arm, your leg, your--

It's the letter.

My tusks, you've broken your letter!

Your letter?

I was reading a letter and I lost my balance.

You're not hurt then?

No, I'm fine.

But--

Well, thank goodness.

Now, won't you children please settle down?

OK, Cornelius.

Sorry, Cornelius.

If you need me, I'll be in my office, children.

What's so terrible about the letter?

It's from my pen pal, Queen Cristina of Finlick We've

been writing to each other for months,

but we never met in person.

So she's coming to visit me this afternoon.

So?

That's great, isn't it?

No, it isn't.

Because when I wrote all those letters to her, I--

well, I kind of exaggerated a bit.

No sweat, Flora.

Even I exaggerate every now and then.

You exaggerate all the time, Alexander.

Not all the time, just sometimes!

Don't exaggerate!

I-- I told her I was the queen.

You mean the queen of Celesteville,

the queen of everything, our queen, our mom?

Queen Flora?

What a riot!

It's not funny.

I just wanted to impress her.

I mean, she's so cultured and refined.

Why would she want plain old me for a friend?

So I invented a few things.

Boy, when you said you exaggerated, you

weren't exaggerating, were you?

So when she arrives, you'll just

have to tell her the truth.

What's the big deal?

If I tell her the truth now, she'll

think I lied in the letters.

Well, didn't you?

I know!

We could pretend I'm the queen!

What do you mean "we?"

It won't be much trouble.

A quick trip around the palace, a cup of tea.

That's all.

If you help me, I'll do both your chores for a week.

Sold!

Oh, thank you!

Well, don't overreact.

But what about Cornelius?

He won't like this.

Cornelius is busy looking after the palace.

We'll just stay one step ahead of him.

You know, you do look like a queen!

Thank you.

And we look ridiculous!

Well, maybe you do.

I look extinguished.

What time were you expecting Queen Cristina to arrive?

Oh, not for--

Oh, my goodness!

She's here!

Roll out the red carpet!

What red carpet?

It's upstairs!

Hurry!

Remember, Pom, she's a queen, so be polite.

No sweat, er, I mean, yes, ma'am.

Presenting her royal highness, Queen Cristina of Finlick!

Presenting her royal highness, Queen Flora of Celesteville.

Cristina!

Flora!

It's so good to finally meet you!

I mean, um, Queen Flora.

Oh, that's so formal.

Queen this, your highness that.

I get tired of it after a while, don't you, Cristina?

Oh, yes.

Sick of it.

The red carpet.

Quit fooling around!

Who's fooling around?

Ahem.

I think we'll start the tour, if that's

all right with you, Cristina.

Oh, I've been dying for the tour, Flora.

We'll start at the top and work our way down.

Come along, you two.

Right away, your utmost majesty.

Hmm.

Rather strange.

The red carpet, even stranger.

What are those children up to?

Everything is so beautiful.

It's just the way you described it in your letters.

Well, every queen has an office, don't they?

But how do you work like that?

Oh, I simply adjust the chair.

It's electric.

Wow!

Who is that?

Put me down.

That little girl, why is she--

My mother.

Close family resemblance, isn't it?

Uh, would you like to see the playroom?

Oh, yes!

Phew.

I can't wait to see the robot knights.

Um, yes.

Flora told me all about them in her letters.

They're life-sized robots dressed in full suits of armor.

They patrol the playroom 24 hours a day.

Oh, those robot knights!

Excuse me, your highness.

This is never going to work, Flora!

You'll have to tell her the truth.

I can't tell her the truth now.

Please help me.

I don't know.

I'll do your chores for two weeks.

It's a deal!

Flora!

Coming, Cristina!

Yes, Babar, the children are fine.

Yes, the boys are being very well beha--

yeah, uh-- yeah, well, I, uh--

(OVER PHONE) Cornelius, what's going on?

Uh, must run, Babar.

I've got to, um--

good night.

That is-- goodbye.

There they are, your robot knights!

Flora, they're even better than you described in your letters!

What else can they do?

Oh, lots of stuff.

Of course, there's still a few bugs in the programming.

Do you think I could see your bedroom now, Flora?

It sounded so incredible in your letters.

Marble floors, a 50-foot high ceiling with the largest

chandeliers in the world.

Oh, can I see it?

Can I, Flora?

Why, um, of course.