Up! Get up! [knocks on the cupboard door and sighs] Now! [walks to the kitchen]
Dudley
[Harry turns the lamp on and puts his glasses on. An excited Dudley runs down the stairs. He stops, runs back up the stairs, jumping up and down on them.] [Harry looks up and sees dust falls.]
Wake up, cousin! We're going to the zoo!
Aunt Petunia
[Harry gets up off his bed. Dudley runs back down the stairs, laughing. As Harry opens the cupboard door, Dudley shoves him and closes the door.] [Harry opens the door and walks to the kitchen.]
Oh, here he comes, the birthday boy!
Uncle Vernon
Happy birthday son.
Aunt Petunia
Why don't you just cook the breakfast, and try not to burn anything.
Harry
Yes, Aunt Petunia.
Aunt Petunia
[closes Dudley's eyes]
I want everything to be perfect for my Dudley's special day! [Harry brings the frying pan and tries to hold the bacon with a spatula.]
Uncle Vernon
Hurry up! Bring my coffee, boy!
Harry
Yes, Uncle Vernon.
Aunt Petunia
[opens Dudley's eyes, who sees many presents]
Aren't they wonderful, darling?
Dudley
[about his gifts]
How many are there?
Uncle Vernon
36, counted them myself.
Dudley
36!? But last year, last year I had 37!
Uncle Vernon
[stammers]
Yes, well, some are quite a bit bigger than last year's.
Dudley
I don't care how big they are!
Aunt Petunia
Oh, now, now, now, this is what we're going to do. Is that when we go out, we're going to buy you two new presents. How's that, pumpkin?