Editing Ash's Adventures of Madeline: Lost in Paris/Transcript (section)

=== Opening/Miss Clavel sick ===
'''Narrator:''' In an Old House in Paris that was covered with vines.

''(Genevieve slips in snow)''

'''Narrator:''' Lived twelve little girls in two straight lines.

''(Girls open their umbrellas)''

'''Narrator:''' They left the house at half past 9. ''(Paris clock tower bell rings)'' In two straight lines, in rain or shine.

''(Genevieve shakes)''

''(Madeline laughs)''

'''Narrator:''' The smallest one was Madeline.

'''Narrator:''' Fresh snow have fallen through the night.

''(Madeline blows snowflake from Genevieve's nose)''

'''Narrator:''' All of Paris was under white.

''(Girls shivering)''

'''Narrator:''' The girls waited shivering at the gate. It was unlike Ms. Clavel to be late.

'''Ms. Clavel:''' ''(sneezes)'' Ah-ah-ah-choo!

'''Narrator:''' Now what is that sound they hear?

''(Ms. Clavel groans)''

'''Narrator:''' Something is amiss, I fear.

''(scene switches to Ms. Clavel's bedroom)''

'''Narrator:''' Ms. Clavel it seems has caught a cold.

''(Ms. Clavel groans)''

'''Narrator:''' Now, let this narrative unfold.

'''Madeline:''' You are unwell, Ms. Clavel?

'''Ms. Clavel:''' Do not worry, little girls. I will be better. ''Tut-suite.'' ''(sneezes)'' Ah-ah-ah-choo!

''(Genevieve whimpering, Madeline dials the phone calling Dr. Cohn.)''

Madeline: Allo? Dr. Cohn? C'est tragique! An emergency! Come at once, s'il vous plait.

(Just then knocking on the door is heard.)

Nicole: Oh, I wonder who that could be?

Chloe: I will get the door. (answers the door) Ash, Misty, Brock, Pikachu, Togepi! How wonderful to see you.

(Genevieve barks happily and jumped onto Ash. She then affectionately licks Ash's face which caused him to laugh.)

Ash Ketchum: (laughing) Okay, Genevieve, okay, okay. I'm happy to see you too.

Pikachu: Pika Pika. 

Madeline: Oh, thank goodness you are all here. We need your help.

Bugs Bunny: With what?

'''Ms. Clavel:''' ''(sneezes)'' Ah-ah-ah-choo!

Velma Dinkley: Oh, dear! Looks like Miss Clavel has a head cold.

Danielle: Oui.

Nicole: Madeline had just called Dr. Cohn and he is on his way.

Brock: That's great.

(Mrs. Murphy fixes up some soup for Ms. Clavel.)

Madeline: Merci, Mrs. Murphy.

Mrs. Murphy: Be careful.

(Dr. Cohn checks Miss Clavel's temperature.)

Dr. Cohn: Hmm.

(The girls give Miss Clavel soup.)

Miss Clavel: Merci, girls. Whatever would I do without you?

Dr. Cohn: Oh, this is not good. You must stay in bed.

Miss Clavel: But my girls.

Dr. Cohn: They will look after you.

(Just then an out of tune violin is heard playing which caused our heroes to cover their ears.)

Heroes: (scream in pain as they cover their ears)

Miss Clavel: (groans) My head! It already aches so badly.

Daffy Duck: (groans in annoyance) Pepito!

Narrator: The disturbance, it seems, came from next door at the house of the Spanish Ambassador, where Pepito was, so to speak, settling a score.

Madeline: Pepito!

Pepito: Huh? 

(Madeline waves to him) 

Ash Ketchum: (sighs) That's better.

Pepito: Hola, Madeline. Hola, Ash and Pikachu.

Pikachu: Pika, pi.

Ash Ketchum: Hola, Pepito. What are you doing?

Pepito: Mama insists I learned to play the violin.

Ash Ketchum: That's nice, Pepito. But I'm afraid Miss Clavel is not feeling well just now.

Madeline: That is right. Your music is hurting her head.

Ash Ketchum: We're sorry, but your violin practice will have to wait until she is recovered.

Pikachu: Pikachu. 

Pepito: (understands) Oh. Perfecto, Ash! I will tell Mama no violin till Miss Clavel is better.

Ash Ketchum: There, Miss Clavel, peace and quiet for you.

Miss Clavel: Merci, Ash.

Dr. Cohn: Til tomorrow!

Misty: Is there anything we can do, Dr. Cohn?

Dr. Cohn: Of course. Keep her warm and give her love. She will recover soon enough.

Girls: Merci, Dr. Cohn!

Madeline: There. All tucked in.

Nicole: Miss Clavel, you may play with my marbles. They will cheer you up.

Brock: Yeah, and you'll feel better, Miss Clavel.

Miss Clavel: Thank you, ma petite, but you keep them. And, Brock, that is very kind of you to say that. (Brock chuckles) (to Nicole) I know how you treasure them. Do not worry, mes enfants. You make me happy. Tomorrow I will be better. (coughs) And I will take care of you.

Ash Ketchum: I think we'd better leave Miss Clavel to rest.

Girls: (nodding) Mmm-hmm.

Misty: Rest easy, Miss Clavel.

Miss Clavel: Merci, Misty.