Magasie: (laughs, tiptoeing) Shh. (tiptoeing down the stairs, laughs) (music starts for In My Bereau Drawer)
Bash Street Kids: (singing) I once knew a fellow who had twelve teeth, five upon top and five underneath. And one in his mountain that he left one more, then he get back home in his Bereau drawer. He says it is the truth, that's what he's my very best tooth. So I keep him safe, safe at home. In my Bereau drawer. (song ends)
Magasie: (laughs, gasps) Aha!
(the boys play jumprope)
Vilhemina Slop Bucket: Aw, isn't it wonderful?
Katzenberger: We certainly do!
(The Bash Street Kids and Gnasher run down the stairs)
Magasie: (laughs) Beware the pink glove! (laughs, exits the house)
Dennis: Gnasher, What is it?
Minnie: That's right! We can do something of course!
Dennis: Come on, gang. We'll check around! (The Bash Street Kids run past)
Mrs. Blakeningsop: Goodbye, Rasher. Stay! You'll be good at this. I'll be back at 3:30 sharp.
(Mrs. Blakeningsop leaves while Magasie laughs and chasing after her)
Conrad: The pink glove is chasing after mother. (Rasher gasps) What's up, Rasher?
Sally: Sorry, Conrad. We all do without, we gather around together.
Danny: That's right! (dancing) All around making so softly... Whoa!
Conrad: That's okay, Danny!
Danny: I know, we just understand that softly pink glove!
(Magasie chases after Mrs. Blakeningsop run past, so Fatty Fudge and his son enter Mrs. Walters' shop)
Magasie: (laughs, enters Mrs. Walters' shop)
Mrs. Ramsbottom: Thank you, Mrs. Walters!
Mrs. Walters: Goodbye, Mrs. Ramsbottom!
Baby: Bye-bye, Mrs. Walters!
Mrs. Walters: Bye, little baby!
Mrs. Blakeningsop: Morning, Mrs. Walters!
Mrs. Walters: Oh, Hello, Mrs. Blakeningsop!
Magasie: (laughs before Mrs. Blumberg and Mrs. Thompson exit the shop)
The ginger Harry Potter: Hey, could we get some watermelon?
Magasie: (zooms by) Excuse me!
The ginger Harry Potter: I'm so sorry! Uh...
The kid in the yellow jumper: Come back, Pink Glove!
Magasie: (laughs, exits Mrs. Walters' shop)
(Walter, Spotty and Bertie arrived)
Walter: Come along, fellow softies. We can go inside the house! Yeah!
Plug: (opens door) Wow! Walter, Bertie and Spotty!
Walter, Bertie and Spotty: Hello!
Walter: Can we go in?
Plug: Sure. (He, Walter, Bertie and Spotty walk to the toy room)
Toots: Wow! Look at that!
Danny: Yep? I think this is the toy room!
Toots: Should we go in?
Danny: Come on!
Magasie: (laughs, Mr. Zakinski and Medroom work at the ice factory as they gasp) Mr. Zakinski?
Mr. Zakinski: I, I don't know.
Mr. Zakinski: Maybe, we'll have to find out.
Medroom: Good idea, Mr. Zakinski!
Magasie: I think it is! (music starts for Someone Stole My Hoo-too-foo-too-boo-to-bah!) What's that, Mr. Zakinski?
Mr. Zakinski: (singing) Somebody stole my hoo-too-foo-too-boo-to-bah, and I'm very, very sad.
Magasie: Very sad.
Mr. Zakinski and Magasie: It was the only hoo-too-foo-too-boo-to-bah, and I never ever had.
Magasie: I can't do a thing without my hoo-too-foo-too-boo-to-bah.
Mr. Zakinski: Ooh.
Mr. Zakinski and Magasie: Anything can sing without my hoo-too-foo-too-boo-to-bah. I can't watch them good to spool as I land on as the fool.
Mr. Zakinski: Only as you remind your hoo-too-foo-too-boo-to-bah back. (song ends)
Erbert: Hey, that gives me an idea!
Wilfred: Hmmm. Let's see.
Fatty: (gasps) That's it!
Spotty: (chuckles) Don't know when you do, just relax. And you'll see.
Smiffy: Well, I bet we can do that!
Sidney: Me too!
Spotty: Well, come on, gang. We'll head forwards!
(Jacques cries, door opens)
Spotty: Here, cheer up, Jacques. This is something for you!
Jacques: Oh, thank you. You know I've always been here since I love everybody.
Spotty: See you soon!
Ken Bahn: Ta-ta for now. (He and Spotty run past)
Mrs. Blakeningsop: (returns with the red Fatty Fudge, the blue Fatty Fudge, the yellow Fatty Fudge, Fatty Fudge and his son) Hi, kids. Hope you had fun today. Well, you kids will never believe this, and where is the pink glove?
Magasie: (zooms past, laughs)
Dennis: Here comes the pink glove!
Cynthia: (enters the house) Oh, boy. My dear, Dennis! He's getting no trouble anymore! (gasps) And they're here! (Mr. Zakinski and Medroom from the ice factory enter the house)
Mr. Zakinski: Okay, Medroom. Get that mask off now! (Medroom pulls Magasie's mask off) Oh, it's Magasie!
Magasie: I'm sorry, Mr. Zakinski. There's so much left to do! (gasps, the photographer enters the house) And there he is!
Photographer: Hey there. I want a picture of you!
Magasie: Wow. That's great!
Photographer: Okay. Smile! (clicks on the photo of Magasie)