The Abridged Script
EXT. JOLLY OLD LONDON, POST-KAISER AND PRE-NAZIS
GREAT APOLLO casts a BOLT OF CREATIVE MAGIC from his GILDED BOW, striking a CLAY EMBANKMENT upon the RIVER THAMES which is hewn into the living form of BROADWAY GOD LIN-MANUEL MIRANDA. He begins BICYCLING his way around the TOWN, tending to the LAMPS.
LIN-MANUEL MIRANDA
(singing)
Welcome to ol’ London town,
A wholesome, lovely place!
But with less air pollution
And more cast of every race!
Come join me on my bicycle,
The morning clock strikes past-four,
As I lighten up the streets within
This sequel no one asked for!
Cor, look! The old sea captain!
Remember him, I do!
My nostalgia-blinded inner child
Hopes you’ll clap for him too!
So cynics, leave it at the door,
Don’t be a useless bummer!
This sequel’s less “Jaws: The Revenge”
And more the new Blade Runner!
Can musicals survive against
Those Marvel hero flicks?
Who cares! We own those too you know!
It’s synergy, you dicks!
LIN goes down to CHERRY TREE LANE and sees the BANKS CHILDREN, who have now grown into RESPECTED ADULT ACTORS. But more importantly, LOOK THE HOUSE LOOKS JUST LIKE IT DID WHEN YOU WERE A KID YAAAY NO ONE EVER HAS TO GROW UP!
BEN WISHAW
Honey, I’m ho-ome!
(pause)
Oh, that’s right. My wife’s off on a farm upstate with Mufasa, Tadashi, Bambi’s mother, and Stan Lee. Well, hopefully my three young children can brighten my day!
PIXIE DAVIES
Father! We are ever so glad you’ve arrived home from your soul-crushing adult job at THE BANK.
NATHANEAL SALEH
You’re just in time to see us be all adorably responsible, you are!
JOEL DAWSON
Our mother is dead, but our love for you carries on.
BEN WISHAW
Excellent. So we’re still a loving family and we’ve all mostly processed our loss? Umm. Looks like this movie wrapped up early.
But then the SINK EXPLODES, the LIGHTS FLICKER, and HOUSEKEEPER JULIE WALTERS comes stumbling out clutching a dead WEASLEY TWIN.
JULIE WALTERS
Cor blimey, we’s in a right pickle, we is!
CHILDREN
Precocious Child Powers, Activate!
The children do an ADORABLE JOB cleaning up the HOUSE as aunt EMILY MORTIMER comes through the front door.
EMILY MORTIMER
Hello, Ben. Hate to add to your woes, but sadly, it looks like THE BANK is going to foreclose on us. If we can’t find some papers by week’s end, they’ll take the house.
BEN WISHAW
Goodness, no! Do you have any idea how many Special Features we had to pick through to get this place looking accurate?! I’ll head upstairs to my Room of Sadness to look for the papers.
He searches and searches but finds only CAST-OFFS from his FORGOTTEN CHILDHOOD, such as his KITE, which he tosses out the WINDOW without a thought. But it is buoyed by a wave of SHEER IMAGINATIVE OPTIMISM all the way up into the SKY, where it DECKS FLYING NANNY EMILY BLUNT right in the FACE.
EMILY BLUNT
(descending to earth)
Do please watch where you cast off your symbols of innocence, dear boy.
BEN WISHAW
Good lord! Mary Poppins! You’re back!
EMILY MORTIMER
And somehow even sexier than before! LOVELIER! I meant lovelier!
EMILY BLUNT
Yes, I’ve been languishing in Development Hell for some time now, but I’ve decided this is the perfect moment to see how my old charges have grown. Let’s see. Ben, you’re a failed artist and widower and Emily’s an unemployed social justice protester. How utterly millennial you’ve both become.
EMILY MORTIMER
Is… is that a compliment? I can never tell under that Resting Nanny Face.
EMILY BLUNT
It doesn’t matter. I’m here to raise your children for you while you get your lives back together. Go on, then. Go to.
BEN and EMILY begin searching for the DOCUMENTS while OTHER EMILY goes upstairs to WATERBOARD THE CHILDREN to a WHIMSICAL SONG about HOW GREAT BATHS ARE.
INT. THE BANK!
BEN and EMILY go to THE BANK to argue their case with the EXECUTIVE OF RUINED DREAMS, COLIN FIRTH.
COLIN FIRTH
My my, the Banks children. I remember when you were small enough to work my sulfur mines. And I see Ben there has been clerking for us under my nose for some time! You should have said something, Ben, I would have brought you up to the office for a few spoons of blue whale caviar and a snifter of panda tears.
BEN WISHAW
Actually, sir, we’d just like a spot of good old English favoritism right now. You see, our house is being foreclosed upon and I’d very much like an extension until we can find the magic papers.
COLIN FIRTH
Of course! Let me just check literally one page in my huge Tome of Probable Foreclosures here and… oh drat, it looks like we have no record of your father’s shares.
EMILY MORTIMER
That’s impossible! Being fastidious about his finances was literally father’s only character trait!
COLIN FIRTH
(emptying a cabinet marked “Banks Childrens’ Future” into the fireplace)
Yes, it’s quite the pisser, this is. Tell you what. I’ll give you until midnight Friday to secure the lost documents. That should be plenty of time to get your hopes up I MEAN get your affairs in order. Now, are you certain you won’t join me for some jellied orphan? It’s marvelous with Wheat Thins.
EMILY MORTIMER
Are you supposed to be a twist villain? You’re telegraphing it a bit hard.
COLIN FIRTH
(spit-roasting an endangered eagle while buying shares in Facebook)
The Hitlerstache wasn’t clear enough?
INT. CHILDREN’S BEDROOM
The KIDDLYWINKS gather round to see if they can find a way to help their PARENTS out of their FINANCIAL CRISIS.
PIXIE DAVIES
Blimey, we can’t lose the house just after losing our mother!
NATHANEAL SALEH
That’s a bit too much trauma all at once, that is!
JOEL DAWSON
Wait a tic! Mother left a fancy bowl on our mantlepiece! We could sell it, we could!
PIXIE DAVIES
Righto! Lucky for us we didn’t break it ever. Fine china in a children’s play room is a recipe for-
She DROPS the BOWL.
LIN-MANUEL MIRANDA
Hello, kids! I was just staring in your window like a serial killer and I noticed you broke your prized bowl, there! Maybe me and Emily could be of assistance.
EMILY BLUNT
Yes, it’s nice to see the new generation is just as useless as the last. Alright, little ones, we’re going on a field trip!
EMILY summons DARK SPIRITS from beyond the VEIL OF SANITY to welcome them all into the land of TRADITIONAL DISNEY HAND-DRAWN ANIMATION!
PIXIE DAVIES
Oh, look! It’s ever so flat and colorful! Everyone my age grew up on CGI, but I’m certain my parents will find this quite charming!
EMILY BLUNT
Yes, I suppose it’s a bit dated. But certainly you children would love a good sing-a-long!
NATHANEAL SALEH
Um, maybe? The last original Disney musical was Moana and that underperformed, it did. And Frozen shat the bed on Broadway.
EMILY BLUNT
TOO BAD! WE’RE SINGING!
EMILY blows daintily into a PITCH PIPE while the children COWER in their HAND-ANIMATED CARRIAGE.
EMILY BLUNT
Now Disney’s in a bind, you see,
Despite owning the world,
The brand that carried us this far,
Has slowly come unfurled.
Joyful, pleasant fairy tales,
Of love that’s quite romantic,
Can’t stand against these online trolls
Who worship what’s pedantic.
They say it all has subtext now,
Maleficent’s a victim,
Christopher Robin is schizophrenic,
And Belle has Stockholm syndrome.
So what’s our studio to do?
Change formula? Evolve?
Pish-posh! You’ll watch the same old tat!
If Lin-Manuel’s involved!
Live action is the cure for this
Creative losing streak!
Our shit can’t be outdated
With our tongues lodged in our cheeks!
So prepare yourself for songs galore!
Before the plot gets hairy.
There’s nothing moviegoers love
Like meta-commentary!
EMILY and LIN take the kids to an ANIMATED MUSIC HALL where EMILY shoots a look at the CAMERA that honestly makes you wonder if she’s about to start STRIPPING. Instead, they perform a song about STRANGER DANGER for some reason! Meanwhile, JOEL spies some NEFARIOUS CHARACTERS sneaking around outside.
ANIMATED WOLF COLIN FIRTH
Helloooo, my boy. Care to step help me move this couch into my carriage?
JOEL DAWSON
I don’t think so, Mr. Wolf. I just heard half a song about not trusting strangers, I did!
ANIMATED WOLF COLIN FIRTH
But I’m a wolf, boy. By your logic, you can’t just assume I’m going to eat you!
JOEL DAWSON
That’s a good point, that is. I’ll just go ahead and sit in your cage, then.
WOLF COLIN kidnaps him!
JOEL DAWSON
Blimey! I should’ve judged him a bit more, I should!
But then EMILY and the GANG come riding after him! The chase sequence is SUPER CUTE even though its COMPLETELY UNCLEAR what the STAKES ARE because ISN’T THIS IMAGINARY? DID THE KIDS JUST HAVE TOO MUCH LAUDENUM BEFORE BED?
Anyway, the CHASE ENDS when their CARRIAGE goes FLYING OFF INTO SPACE!
EMILY BLUNT
Children! Children! Wake up! You’re terror-peeing absolutely EVERYWHERE!
PIXIE DAVIES
But it was real, Emily! We saw Lin-Manuel do a little children’s rap about story books!
NATHANEAL SALEH
It were amazing, like everything he does!
EMILY BLUNT
Silly children. You’re just using creative visual metaphors to make sense of your recent traumas.
PIXIE DAVIES
But we ain’t never met Colin Firth! Why’s he represented in our collective wolf dream?
EMILY BLUNT
Because shut up or I’m taking away the laudanum.
The children settle into a STRUNG OUT STUPOR while EMILY serenades them like the ANGEL SHE IS.
EXT. LONDON STREETS
Having decided to SOLVE all of the CHILDREN’S PROBLEMS FOR THEM, EMILY takes them to visit her COUSIN who can fix their BOWL.
NATHANEAL SALEH
Blimey, Emily! You have a cousin?!
JOEL DAWSON
Is this setting up a cinematic universe?
EMILY BLUNT
Not until the checks clear. Now behave yourselves for my cousin, she’s only in this one scene and we need to make the most of it.
They enter the MYSTERIOUS WORKSHOP, which is TURNED UPSIDE DOWN and ABSOLUTELY LITTERED with FILM AWARDS. The children wade into a mire of OSCARS and GOLDEN GLOBES to discover EASTERN EUROPEAN MERYL STREEP lying among the piles.
MERYL STREEP
Hello, children. I am New Poppins Lady. Enjoy my accent, it is on loan from Sophie’s Choice.
EMILY BLUNT
Greetings, Meryl. The children seem to have broken a bowl. Rather than finding some glue, I decided to walk them down here to skid row so you can do it.
MERYL STREEP
Ah, but Emily, I cannot fix this thing. For you see… it is my time of the month!
(pause)
Where magical bullshit flips my house upside down, oy vey, what did you think I meant?
JOEL DAWSON
But how do that stop you from fixing a bowl-
MERYL STREEP
MY HOUSE IS FLIPPED, SING ME BACK TO SANITY!
The CHILDREN get out their SONGBOOKS while MERYL blows into a SAG AWARD she has remodeled into a PITCH PIPE.
MERYL STREEP
(singing in bad Russian accent)
It’s hard to be so wonderful,
At everything I try.
I cannot take vacations
When award season rolls by.
I need a good distraction,
A silly little part,
And Disney knows I win awards
With each and every fart.
So enjoy my goofy faces and
My Bonham Carter hair,
While I burn some precious screentime
Before your bowl’s repair.
Get ready for more cameos
To bounce right off the walls!
Julie Andrews was the only one
To not return our calls!
PIXIE DAVIES
Cor, Meryl, I’ve an idea, I have! Why don’t you just get over it?
NATHANEAL SALEH
Yeah, having an topsy-turvy house don’t really affect your ability to fix things, do it?
JOEL DAWSON
None of this mattered, no sir!
MERYL STREEP
You are right, children. Thank you for your non-solution to my non-problem. I will fix bowl now.
The CHILDREN leave their PRECIOUS FAMILY HEIRLOOM with an INSANE STRANGER.
INT. THE BANK!
The CHILDREN and EMILY go to THE BANK to give BEN his BRIEFCASE back, because he FORGOT IT because he is an IDIOT.
EMILY BLUNT
Alright children, I’m going to stand in line and let you all wander around this huge building full of strangers like the good caretaker I am. Absolutely no sneaking around and discovering life lessons while my back is turned.
CHILDREN
Activate stealth mode!
The CHILDREN immediately decide to sneak into COLIN’s OFFICE to BEG for their HOUSE BACK. Upon peering in the DOOR, they see-
JOEL DAWSON
Cor! It’s the wolf-man from my kidnapping earlier! I’m having a PTSD flashback, I am!
PIXIE DAWSON
Stiff upper lip, Joel. Looks like we can hear him muttering to his cohorts about wanting to take our house regardless, we can!
NATHANEAL SALEH
He’s a right cockgobbler, he is!
COLIN FIRTH
Who’s that, there? Why it’s the Banks children’s children! Come on in, have some pangolin mash with baby seal gravy. I say, have any of you considered a career in sulfur mining?
The CHILDREN FLEE because COLIN’s going to MURDER THEM or SOMETHING? EMILY meets them outdoors.
PIXIE DAVIES
We’s gots to get home and warn papa about Colin’s machinations, we do!
NATHANEAL SALEH
Only it looks like we’ve become lost in a terrible fog, we have!
JOEL DAWSON
Not unlike this screenplay, it is!
PIXIE DAVIES
Emily, you think you could take us home?
EMILY BLUNT
Of course I could, I’m god-tier Smash OP. But I think it would be better for your development if we let Hamilton sing you on your way.
LIN-MANUEL MIRANDA
(descending from the rafters)
Oy, kids! How’sabout a ditty what tells you how to get home at night?
PIXIE DAVIES
Cor, Mr. Miranda, I think we had enough songs about banal children’s safety tips, we have.
LIN shoots AARON BURR. The CHILDREN settle in for more SINGING, having GROWN NUMB TO TERROR.
LIN-MANUEL MIRANDA
(singing)
If you ever find yourself,
Lost within a story,
The greatest way to save the day’s
With sing-song allegory!
Nothing buffs a running time
Like clever dance and song!
Who cares if it’s not necessary?
Clap and hum along!
We’ve got some beats we’ve got to hit,
From Mary Poppins One!
So get hype! Brace yourselves, because
The chimneysweeps have come!
Whoops! Did I say “chimneysweeps?” Oh crap.
They’re lamplighters, I meant!
They’re different from the chimneysweeps
With the same shit accents!
So join our jolly flash mob!
We’ll dance our way back home!
Ignore the BMX bikes,
The studio said we needed to be “more hip”, so yeah, we ride fucking BMX bikes everywhere, it’s bullshit.
The GANG arrives back home, where BEN’S ADULT RAGE causes all the whimsy to DISAPPEAR!
BEN WISHAW
I can’t believe you, Emily! Your antics have endangered my job at THE BANK! And now that we’ve made it explicit that all your magical nonsense is imaginary, where the hell did you take my kids?! Is Meryl actually a crack dealer that you traded my wife’s bowl to for some weed or something?!
(crying)
I can’t keep this up. My wife is dead, I’m losing my home, Bond 25 is going to be a shitshow. What’s the point of trying?
PIXIE DAVIES
Cor, papa’s in an awful state!
NATHANEAL SALEH
Looks like we finally got ourselves an interpersonal problem in this film that can’t be waved away with-
BEN WISHAW
Oh, it’s alright, kids. I love you. Come here.
BEN tousles their HAIR and EVERYTHING IS FINE AGAIN.
INT. HOUSE, NOW EMPTY
The BANKS FAMILY loads the truck with their BELONGINGS, preparing to say goodbye to their old HOME.
BEN WISHAW
Farewell, old abode. We had some good musical numbers, but it’s time to let old things go. And anyway, there’s no way we can find the missing paperwork before the clock strikes midnight in like ten sec-
EMILY MORTIMER
BEN! THE KITE! YOUR IDIOT SON USED THE PAPERWORK TO FIX THE HOLES IN THE FUCKING KITE!
BEN WISHAW
GODDAM JESUS CHRIST KIDS YOU DIDN’T HAVE A GODDAM SONG FOR THAT DID YOU?!
LIN-MANUEL MIRANDA
Blimey, Ben! You want me to use me lamplighter friends to clear the way so you can-
BEN WISHAW
YES YES FUCKING YES! SAVE THE OLD THINGS! SAVE THE OLD THINGS FOREVEEEERRRR!
LIN and LAMPLIGHTERS start BMX-ing their way to BIG BEN while the BANKS ADULTS go to THE BANK!
LIN-MANUEL MIRANDA
We gots to buy the fellows some more time, lads! Quickly! Let’s stack our ladders on top of each other so we can climb the exterior of Big Ben and set it back five minutes!
They DO THAT. But then EMILY just FLIES there and FIXES EVERYTHING ANYWAY because THIS MOVIE HAS ZERO STAKES EVER.
COLIN FIRTH
(glancing out his window)
Hmm. Looks like Big Ben is five minutes off. Luckily, I have all of these other watches and clocks set to the correct time throughout my office. Real pisser for the Banks folks that Big Ben isn’t the sole indicator of London time.
He begins signing the EVICTION NOTICE with a QUILL dipped in PUPPY BLOOD upon a PARCHMENT made of DOLPHIN SKIN, when BEN and EMILY’s KITE bursts in through the window and KNOCKS EVERYTHING OVER!
BEN WISHAW
Sorry we just assaulted you, boss. But I have the papers here!
EMILY MORTIMER
They’re horribly mangled, mostly unreadable, and ten minutes past deadline, but surely you can forgive all that!
COLIN FIRTH
Sadly, no. I’ve decided I need to screw your family over for literally no reason. So brace yourselves, as I-
But then DICK MOTHERFUCKING VAN MOTHERFUCKING DYKE bursts into the room!
DICK VAN DYKE
Did I smell a conflict out here? None of that in my bank! Get out, Colin! I may have finally aged into the 95-year old kook I played in the first film, but that doesn’t mean I can’t kick your ass!
COLIN flees while DICK does a GENUINELY HEARTWARMING DANCE NUMBER that you should JUST TRY NOT TO CLAP TO seriously YOU CAN’T, HE’S FUCKING AMAZING.
EMILY MORTIMER
Thank you ever so much, Mr. Van Dyke. But I don’t suppose there’s any way you can legally forgive our debts. Colin’s right. We’ll simply have to bid goodbye to-
DICK VAN DYKE
Not so fast, Emily! For you see, wayyyy back in the first film, your father cruelly forbade you to spend tuppence to feed the birds and instead insisted you put it into the bank. Well guess what! It turns out, wise investing is actually a lot smarter than buying millet for some sky rats! You’re flush with cash and may keep your house!
BEN WISHAW
Blimey! It’s strange no one ever mentioned this! Thank you, Dick!
DICK VAN DYKE
Don’t thank me. Thank the combination of genetics and black magic that lets me do a grapevine shuffle at a century old.
EXT. PARK
Having succeeded in their quest to remain in UPPER-MIDDLE CLASS ENGLISH DECADENCE, the family decides to CELEBRATE with a stroll in the PARK.
PIXIE DAVIES
We sure learned a lot of valuable lessons, we did!
NATHANEAL SALEH
That’s basically ALL we did! This were like unto an episode of Sesame Street, it was!
JOEL DAWSON
We forgot about our bowl!
EMILY BLUNT
(rising into the air)
Yes, children. It looks like you have much more growing up to do. But I must be away. If you ever need me again, just look to the sky… and buy the merch, please, dear god please.
EMILY strolls past our final CAMEO, an EXTRAORDINARILY ELDERLY BALLOON SELLER played by ANGELA LANSBURY, as everyone seizes a balloon and begins FLOATING around!
ANGELA LANSBURY
(singing)
Come take a balloon, kids,
Full of childish glee!
We’re almost wrapped up here,
‘Til we crap out Part Three!
Our sequel is done now,
My-my! What a rave!
Who cares if PL Travers
Rotates in her grave?
Will it be five more decades,
‘Til Mary comes again?
Let’s ask the Box Office…
(googles it)
Yeah, check with me then…