H Miss Honey
[Matilda and Miss Honey walk past the Trunchbull's house]
That's where Ms. Trunchbull lives.
H Miss Honey
A girl I know used to live in that house. [cut to a series of flashbacks] Her life was good and happy. When she was just two years old, her mother died. Her father was a doctor, and he needed someone to look after things at home. So he invited the mother's stepsister to come and live with him. But the girl's aunt was a mean person, who treated the girl very badly.
H Miss Honey
Yes. And worst of all, when the girl was five, her father died.
H Miss Honey
The police decided he killed himself.
Why would he do such a thing?
H Miss Honey
No one knows. [cut back to present] The end is happier. She found a small cottage. She rented it from this lovely rhubarb farmer for just $50 a month, and she covered it in honeysuckle, and she planted hundreds of wildflowers, and she moved out of her wicked aunt's house, and she finally got her freedom.
Lavender, what's my teacher like?
Run, run, run! Faster. Get in. Quickly!
But Matilda's teacher, Miss Honey, was one of those remarkable people who appreciates every single child for who he or she is.
[the scene cuts to Ms. Honey's classroom]
I scooped these up for you, Miss Honey.
H Miss Honey
Oh, how lovely. Thank you, Amanda. Okay, listen up, everybody. Have a new student with us today. This is Matilda Wormwood. I'd like you to sit here with Lavender. All right, could you get her workbook for her, please?
Miss Honey was a wonderful teacher, and a friend to everyone. But her life was not as simple and beautiful as it seemed. Miss Honey had a deep, dark secret. And though it caused her great pain, she didn't let it interfere with her teaching.
H Miss Honey
Well, Matilda. You've come on a very good day, because we're going to review everything we've learned so far. Now, it's all right if you don't know or understand any of this, because you're brand new, but if you do know an answer, just raise your hand. Okay, now we've been working on our two-times tables. Would anyone like to demonstrate? [all raise their hands] Okay. Let's do some together. Two times four is?
H Miss Honey
Two times six is?
H Miss Honey
Two times nine is?
H Miss Honey
Excellent. You've been practicing. Pretty soon you'll be able to do any multiplication, whether it's two times 7?
H Miss Honey
Very good. Or 13 times 379.
Four thousand, nine hundred, and twenty-seven.
H Miss Honey
I beg your pardon?
I think that's the answer. 13 times 379. Four nine two seven.
H Miss Honey
[Miss Honey sits down and checks Matilda’s math.]
It is.
H Miss Honey
Matilda, you know how to multiply big numbers?
I read this book last year in mathematics at the library.
H Miss Honey
You like to read?
H Miss Honey
What do you like to read?
Everything. But lately I've been reading Darles Chickens. [Corrects herself] I mean, Charles Dickens. I could read him every day.
H Miss Honey
So could I. All right, everyone. Take out your workbooks. Let's start with section three. I'll be back in a moment.
[throws a handful of darts at pictures on the dartboard on the back of her door]
Yippee! Gotcha right in the neck! And you... [Jenny knocks on the door] Come in, come in, whoever you are. Almost got you. Good to see ya, Jen. Good. Good. Good. Time for one of our little heart-to-hearts?
H Miss Honey
Actually, it's about the new girl in my class, Miss Trunchbull. Matilda Wormwood.
Her father says she's a real wart. [As she pours a glass of water] A carbuncle. A blister. A festering pustule of malignant ooze.
H Miss Honey
Oh, no. Matilda Wormwood is a very sweet girl, and very bright.
H Miss Honey
Yes. She can multiply large sums in her head.
H Miss Honey
Well, I think she might be happier in an older, and more advanced class.
Ahh! I knew it. You can't handle the little viper, so you're trying to foist her off onto one of the other teachers.
H Miss Honey
No, no,no, Miss Truncubull.
Yes! Typical! Slothful! Cowardice! Listen to me, Jen. [picks up a shot-put ball and throws it at the door] The distance the shot-put goes depends upon the effort you put into it. Perspiration! If you can't handle the little brat, I'll lock her up in the chokey!
One day, Jen, you'll see that everything I do is for your own good and the good of those putrescent little children!
[Nighttime, Zinnia watches a wrestling match on TV. Harry imitates to wrestle with Michael. Sitting in the arm-chair, Matilda does her homework]
Whack to the belly! A smack in the face. Another smack in the face! Burns is hurt! He's on the rope, ladies and gentlemen! [a doorbell is heard] Saved by the bell! [suddenly confused] The packages are at this hour?
Come here. [straightens her husband's hair with a hairbrush] Okay.
H Miss Honey
[Harry answers the door to Jenny]
Hello.
We don't give money, we don't like charities, and we don't buy raffle tickets. [goes to rudely shut the door in Jenny's face]
H Miss Honey
[stops him]
Mr. Wormwood, I'm Jennifer Honey, and I'm Matilda's teacher.
[Matilda looks up from doing her homework]
What has she done now? [to Matilda] You! Go to your room, right now! Right now! Beat it! [Matilda walks off; back to Jenny] Look, whatever it is, she's your problem now.
H Miss Honey
[stopping Harry from closing the door again]
No. There's no problem.
Then beat it. We're watching TV.
H Miss Honey
[stops Harry from closing the door once more, and glares at him]
Mr. Wormwood, if you think watching some rotten TV show is more important than your daughter, then maybe you shouldn't be a parent. Now, why don't you turn that darn thing off and listen to me?
[sighs in frustration and in defeat]
All right. Come on in. Let's get this over with. Mrs. Wormwood is not gonna like this. Come on, get it. [Jenny finally enters the house] Close the door.
Some teacher. Says she's gotta talk to you about Matilda.
[Harry shuts the TV off]
What did you do that for? He had Velasquez on the ropes.
H Miss Honey
I'm sure you're aware by now that Matilda has a brilliant mind.
Yeah. Right! Mikey, give me a beer.
H Miss Honey
[Michael throws Harry a beer]
Her math skills are simply extraordinary. She's reading material…
H Miss Honey
No thank you, dear. Material that I didn't see until my second year of college.
H Miss Honey
I really feel with private instruction that she'd be ready for college in just a few, short years.
Look, Miss Snit, a girl does not get anywhere by acting intelligent. I mean, take a look at you and me. You chose books. I chose looks. I have a nice house, a wonderful husband.… And you are slaving away teaching snot-nosed children their ABCs. You want Matilda to go to college? Ha, ha, ha ha...
College? I didn't go to college. I don't know anybody who did. Buncha hippies and cesspool salesmen, ha ha ha ha...
H Miss Honey
Don't sneer at educated people, Mr. Wormwood. If you became ill, heaven forbid, your doctor would be a college graduate.
H Miss Honey
Or say you were sued for selling a faulty car. The lawyer who defended you would have gone to college too.
[Matilda is eavesdropping with a scared look on her face knowing she was the one who’s told Miss Honey about her dad’s shady business practices]
What car? Sued by who? Who you been talking to?
H Miss Honey
Nobody. …Oh, dear. I can see we're not going to agree, are we? No. …I'm sorry I burst in on you like this. Sorry.
We oughta sue her for interrupting our show.
Tell me about it! Why's he standing in the middle of the ring? [The fight is now over, Miss Honey leaves a copy of The Wind in the Willows by the front door]
H Miss Honey
[whispering]
Tomorrow.
He's standing in the middle of the ring 'cause it's over.
How do I know? You shut it off!
Was it my fault she came in the middle of the fight?
With the FBI watching her father and the Trunchbull terrorizing her school, it was a rare and happy moment when Matilda could just play with her friends.
[Lavender catches something while the children are hanging out at a creek]
A frog, a frog, a frog!
[Later, they take a closer look at Lavender's catch]
It's a salamander.
It's a newt. [reading from a book] "Any of the small semi-aquatic salamanders from the genus Triturus".
[also reading]
"Some are brightly colored and secrete irritating substances."
How could you keep going, you useless, flaming CAR?! Wormwood! [screen pans to Lavender getting inside and Matilda opening her mouth surprised, looking at Trunchbull] Sell me a lemon?! You're heading for the chokey, young lady!
You and your father think you can make a fool out of me!
The guy with the stupid haircut!
I'm nothing like my father.
You're the spitting image. The apple never rots far from the tree!
[Trunchbull Matilda in the Chokey, makes her stay in there after school for an hour, and locks her inside.] [while Matilda is kicking and screaming in the Chokey wanting to be free the scene cuts from the Chokey to Matilda's classroom]
Miss Honey!!!!!
H Miss Honey
Miss Trunchbull teaches our class today, Lavender. Please get a water pitcher.
H Miss Honey
Shh! No, quickly. She'll be here any second. Come on. Oh, make sure the water's cold, Lavender. [Lavender pours the glass with the newt into the pitcher]
H Miss Honey
Vinny, cover the fish. Put away the art projects. Put away anything colorful. Oh Charley, won't you get those crayons for me?
Most great ideas come from hard work and careful planning. Of course, once in a while, they just jump out at you.
H Miss Honey
Rayna. Rayna. Cover the birds and the beetles. Hurry! Hurry! I hear her coming! Okay now. Last time, some of you forgot yourselves. Don't speak unless you're spoken to. Don't laugh. Don't smile. Don't even breathe loudly.
[hits her rod against her hand while Lavender is holding a water glass and jug]
Don't breathe at all.
H Miss Honey
Good morning, Miss Trunchbull.
S Students
Good morning, Miss Trunchbull.
SIT!!!! [hits rod against her hand again] Shoo. I have never been able to understand why small children are so disgusting. They're the bane of my life. They're like insects.
H Miss Honey
[Lavender sticks out her tongue]
Where's Matilda?
They should be got rid of as early as possible. Fsht! My idea of a perfect school is one in which there are no children... at all. [laughs]
[Miss Honey looks and sees that Matilda isn’t there. She mouths to Lavender to ask where Matilda is. Lavender puts her hands to her throat to signal that she's in the Chokey]
Do you agree, Miss Honey?
[Miss Honey nods yes as she leaves the room to free Matilda.] [turns back to the boy]
Now. You, front of the class!
H Miss Honey
[Screen pans to Miss Honey opening the door to the Chokey]
Are you okay?
[Miss Honey rescues Matilda and hugs her] [while grabbing a boy by the legs]
Next time I tell you to empty your pockets, you'll do it faster, won't you?!
Miss Honey, this might be the most interesting thing you've ever done! [Miss Trunchbull drops the boy] Sit down, you squirming worm of vomit!
Thank you, Miss Trunchbull.
Miss Honey taught us how to spell a long word yesterday. We can spell "difficulty".
You couldn't spell 'difficulty' if your life depended on it.
She taught us with a poem.
A poem. How sweet. What poem would that be?
S Students
Mrs. D. Mrs. I. Mrs. F - F - I. Mrs. C. Mrs. U. Mrs. L - T - Y.
Why are all these women married?! Mrs. D? Mrs. I? You're supposed to be teaching spelling, not poetry! I cannot for the life of me understand why small children take so long to grow up. I think they do it deliberately, just to annoy me. What's funny? Come on. Spit it out. Speak up. I like a joke as well as the next fat person.
[She looks down and sees the newt. The children laugh]
It's a snake! It's a snake! It's a snake! One of you tried to poison me! Who? Oh, Matilda. I knew it.
I just thought you'd like to know, it's not a snake. It's a newt.
It's a newt, Miss Trunchbull.
Stand up, you villainous sack of goat slime! You did this!
Did you act alone, or did you have accomplices?
You didn't like the chokey, did you? Thought you'd pay me back, didn't you? Well, I'll pay you back, young lady.
For what, Miss Trunchbull?
For this newt, you pissworm!
I'm telling you, I didn't do it!
Besides, even if you didn't do it, I'm going to punish you, because I'm big and you're small, and I'm right, and you're wrong. And there's nothing you can do about it. You're a liar and a scoundrel, and your father's a liar and a cheat! You're the most corrupt low-lifes in the history of civilization. Am I wrong? I'm never wrong. In this classroom, in this school, I am God!
[Splash! The glass tips over and the newt lands on Trunchbull, she panics trying to shake it off, everyone in the class laughs]
You!
H Miss Honey
How could she possibly have done it when she was sitting way over here?
I'll be watching you. Each and every one of you. When you turn the corner. When you go to your little cubbies to get your smelly little coats. When you skip merrily to lunch. I'll be watching you. All of you, and especially you!
Best friends don't tell. She can really dance.
H Miss Honey
You all go outside, then I'll come out and help fill the birdfeeder. Okay? I'll be out there in a minute.
I made the glass tip over.
H Miss Honey
Oh, sweetheart. Don't let Miss Trunchbull make you feel that way. Nobody did it. It was an accident.
I did it with my eyes. Watch. I'll prove it to you.
H Miss Honey
It's wonderful you feel so powerful. Many people don't feel powerful at all.
Come on, glass. Tip over!
H Miss Honey
It's all right, Matilda.
I really did it, Miss Honey.
H Miss Honey
One of the odd things about life is sometimes you can do something until you want to show someone, and then you can't. Or, sometimes when you think something's broken, and you take it to be fixed…
This isn't like that. I don't know. Maybe I made myself tired.
H Miss Honey
Matilda, would you like to come over to my house this afternoon?
I'd like that very much, Miss Honey.
I just stare very hard, and then my eyes get all hot, and I can feel the strongness. I feel like I can move almost anything in the world. You do believe me, don't you?
H Miss Honey
Oh, I believe that you should believe in whatever power you think you have inside of you. Believe it with all your heart.
H Miss Honey
[Matilda and Jenny walk past Trunchbull's house]
That's where Ms. Trunchbull lives.
H Miss Honey
A girl I know used to live in that house. [cut to a series of flashbacks] Her life was good and happy. When she was just 2 years old, her mother died. Her father was a doctor, and he needed someone to look after things at home. So he invited the mother's stepsister to come and live with him. But the girl's aunt was a mean person, who treated the girl very badly.
H Miss Honey
Yes. And worst of all, when the girl was 5, her father died.
H Miss Honey
The police decided he killed himself.
Why would he do such a thing?
H Miss Honey
No one knows. [cut back to present] The end is happier. She found a small cottage. She rented it from this lovely rhubarb farmer for just $50 a month, and she covered it in honeysuckle, and she planted hundreds of wildflowers, and she moved out of her wicked aunt's house, and she finally got her freedom.
H Miss Honey
Do you know why I told you this?
H Miss Honey
You were born into a family that doesn't always appreciate you, but one day things are going to be very different. Shall we go inside and have tea and cookies?
[Matilda and Jenny arrive at the cottage]
Yes, please. This is the cottage from your story.
But then... [her eyes widen in realization] No.
H Miss Honey
Yes. Aunt Trunchbull. When I left my home Aunt Trunchbull's home, I had to leave all my treasures behind.
H Miss Honey
Photographs of my mother and father, and a beautiful doll my mother gave me with a China face. Liccy doll, I called her. Would you like some milk?
Yes, please. Why don't you run away?
H Miss Honey
I've often thought about it, but... I can't abandon my children. And if I couldn't teach, I'd have nothing at all.
You're very brave, Miss Honey.
H Miss Honey
Not as brave as you.
I thought grown-ups weren't afraid of anything.
H Miss Honey
Quite the contrary. All grown-ups get scared, just like children.
I wonder what Miss Trunchbull is afraid of.
H Miss Honey
Hammerthrow.
[while shaking keyring]
Back, back, back. Back! Back from me.
H Miss Honey
Black cats. She's very superstitious.
Go! Rrr rrr rrr rrr! Grrrrr! Meow! [Trunchbull kicks the cat, and it scampers away]
H Miss Honey
Oh, he's all right.
Hopefully. [Trunchbull drives the car] Let's go get your treasures.
H Miss Honey
No, Matilda.
Well, she's gone. Come on!
Come on. Move, you piece of junkyard fodder. Uh, shift, you-- No, no. Oof, ooh, ah!
H Miss Honey
Woah. My house… Oh my! My father's portrait used to hang there.
Whoever painted the Trunchbull must have had a strong stomach. A really strong stomach!
[yelling at she turns the car backwards]
Back! Ooh, ooh, back! Back! Yeah! [starts pulling the car]
H Miss Honey
We should go. [spots the chocolate box] My father's chocolate box. After supper, he'd take a chocolate, cut it in half, and he'd always give me the bigger half. When he died, Aunt Trunchbull would count them, so I couldn't even sneak one. She'd take a chocolate, raise it to her lips, and say…
Much too good for children.
H Miss Honey
Oh, no. She'd notice.
H Miss Honey
Upstairs. Matilda! Matilda.
[Trunchbull is seen dragging her car to her house]
Uh, you! Uh... Uh! You! Uh... Crush the little weevil!
H Miss Honey
This is my room. That's my dad.
H Miss Honey
Magnus. I used to call him "King Magnus", and he called me "Bumblebee".
I don't think Magnus killed himself.
H Miss Honey
Neither do I.
[on phone]
WORMWOOD!!!!!! [Matilda and Miss Honey gasp] You useless used-car salesman scum! I want you around here now with another car! Yes. I know what 'caveat emptor' means, you low-life liar! I'm gonna sue you, I'm gonna burn down your showroom, and I'm gonna take that no-good jalopy and SHOVE IT UP YOUR BAZOOKA! When I'm finished with you, you're gonna look like roadkill! You what…? Haha! You...
H Miss Honey
[Screen pans to the box of chocolates, Trunchbull puts the lid back on then slides the lid under her nose to sniff it]
Come on.
Shouldn't we hide or something?
H Miss Honey
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Go, go to the end of that hallway, down the stairs, and out the kitchen door. I'll distract her.
Who's in my house?! Hmph! Come on, fight like a man!
H Miss Honey
[gasps as she peeks out] [Matilda hears a rattling noise coming down the stairs leading into the kitchen and becomes nervous that the Trunch has caught her, Miss Honey comes down the stairs and Matilda breathes a sigh of relief]
Come on, come on. [they run into the basement and look for a way out, they try for the cellar doors, but the doors are locked with a chain and padlock] Come on, over there.
[in the basement wielding her shot put, looking for Miss Honey and Matilda]
Some rats are gonna die today. Huh? [hears a small window closing, runs to the cellar door and pulls the chain and padlock off, she then emerges from the basement swinging the shot put as Matilda ducks trying not to be seen, She swings the shot put at a statue and looks around, then turns around and screams in anger as she heads back into the house]
H Miss Honey
Oh, my goodness.
Feel my heart. Weren't you the most scared you've ever been in your whole life?
H Miss Honey
Come on. Let's go.
She shouldn't be allowed to treat people like that. Somebody's got to teach her a lesson. We'll wait until she leaves again, then we'll go get your doll.
H Miss Honey
What? [looks at Matilda]
H Miss Honey
Come here. Matilda, promise me you will never go back in that house again.
H Miss Honey
Okay. Come on.
[Miss Honey hides the doll behind her back]
I will be teaching your class today.
In the time it took Miss Honey to get very, very nervous, Matilda had formulated a plan.
H Miss Honey
She is really raving mad.
What is it your father used to call you? Hummingbird?
H Miss Honey
Bumblebee. I'm sure she knows the doll's missing.
And he called her Trunchbull?
H Miss Honey
No. I suppose he called her Agatha. Yeah.
And she called him Magnus? Right?
H Miss Honey
Yeah. Yes. …Maybe I could go back to the house and put the doll back while she's still at school. Oh, no. I can't do that.
Calm down, Miss Honey. Really. It's going to be okay. I promise.
H Miss Honey
Sweetheart, you promised you wouldn't go back into that house again.
I didn't. I was on the garage roof. I did it with my powers.
H Miss Honey
Okay. On the garage roof With your powers. I need to think. Let's see. Powers? [Matilda is making the water pitcher levitate; Miss honey keeps pushing it down]
Mm. Hmm. I think I've got them down. Watch this. [She makes it levitate once more as Miss Honey swipes her hand under it] No more Miss Nice Girl!
Get inside! Inside! Quickly, run! Run! Run! Get against the wall! Against that wall. Quickly! Don't make me wait. Water! And hold the newt. Join the ranks! Move! I am here to teach you all a lesson! Sometimes in life, horrible and unexplainable things happen. These things are a test of character, …and I have character! …Form a line across the room, quickly! Run! Run! Run! Don't keep me wait-ing! Fill this gap! I expect you're wondering what I'm talking about, hmm? Yes. A child came to my house. I don't know how. I don't know when. I don't know why. [Holding Matilda’s red hair ribbon]
H Miss Honey
Miss Trunchbull, may I…
No, you may not. But I know a child came. So, did you know it was illegal to enter someone's home without their permission?
S Students
Yes, Miss Trunchbull.
Stand up straight! Stomach in! Shoulders back!
Do any of you recognize... this? Let's play a little game, shall we? Who was wearing a pretty red hair ribbon yesterday [tauntingly holding it in front of Matilda] and isn't wearing one today? Can you answer me that? Who does this disgusting ribbon belong to?!!? [Throwing it on the ground and spitting on it] I shall personally see to it, that the demented, slime-breathed, little Lilliputian who owns this DISGUSTING ribbon… will never see the light of day again! YOU!!!! [pointing at Matilda]
H Miss Honey
Miss Trunchbull, I was the one who was at your house last night. I know that I--
[Trunchbull grabs Miss Honey's wrist and attempts to break it]
I broke your arm once before. I can do it again, Jenny.
H Miss Honey
[Miss Honey uses her other hand to get Trunchbull's hand off]
I am not seven years old anymore, Aunt Trunchbull.
[Everyone gasps]
Shut your holes! You will be put away in a place where not even the crows can land their droppings on you.
S Students
[As Trunchbull grabs Matilda until one of students saw something]
Look! [A piece of chalk levitates, as Trunchbull turns around and sees the blinds opening and closing] The chalk! And the blinds!
S Students
[The blinds are opening and closing, the chalk is writing on the board]
A G A T H A. [Trunchbull watches in horror as the chalk writes] THIS IS MAGNUS. GIVE MY LITTLE BUMBLEBEE BACK HER HOUSE AND HER MONEY.
S Students
[Continue reading]
THEN GET OUT OF TOWN. IF YOU DON'T, I WILL GET YOU. I WILL GET YOU LIKE YOU GOT ME. THAT IS A PROMISE. [Matilda is using her powers to hit the Trunch with the erasers, after a while of being attacked by the erasers, The Trunchbull faints, Matilda opens the blinds with her powers, the students look at Miss Trunchbull’s unconscious body, however, unbeknownst to them, The Trunch opens one eye at the camera, and quickly turns her head towards the other students, scaring them in the process]
[students gasp]
Aaaahhhhhhhh!
H Miss Honey
[Students gasp again]
No, no, no. No. No. Miss Trunchbull. Please don't throw him.
Aaaahhhhhh! Aaaahhhhhhhhhhh!
[the Trunch throws a boy out the window. Matilda makes him fly back into the room]
Woo woo woo! Woo-Hoo! Woo! Woo-Hoo-Hoo! Woo!
[Trunchbull tries to run from the boy, but the boy pushes her on to the globe, Miss Honey silently tells Matilda to spin the globe, which she obeys, Trunchbull spins around in circles until she flies off and falls on to the floor] [the Trunch is disoriented from Matilda spinning her on the globe and gets back up feeling all dizzy, when the Trunch regains consciousness, she notices Lavender, and charges toward like an angry bull, until Matilda lifts her up as the Trunch crashes through the door and lands on the floor of the hallway, Matilda then uses her powers to summon the student’s lunchboxes to have the students pelt the Trunch with their food]
[Miss Honey’s class starts to pelt food at Miss Trunchbull]
Wow!
Hey, you guys, look at this!
[slowly levitates safely down to the ground]
Wooooooow. Cool. I didn't know I could do that.
Pretty good, huh?
[as students continue throwing their food from their lunch boxes at the Trunch, she antt to escape, but gasps in horror at the sight of a gargantuan crowd of other students in front of her, holding food, water balloons, and other objects, ready to hurl them at her, as the Trunch attempts to leave, the army of students assail the Trunch with their food, as she passes by Bruce, Bruce shoves chocolate cake into her mouth]
[Trunchbull runs out of the school as the students chase her outside and continue to pelt her with food, while students from the second floor of the school throw water balloons and rolls of toilet paper at her from above, the Trunch retreats to her car, and cowardly drives away in reverse, the students cheer, finally ridding the school of the Trunch for good, while Matilda hugs Lavender]
And the Trunchbull was gone. Never to be seen or heard from, never to darken a doorway again.
Miss Honey moved back into her father's house. Of course, Matilda was a frequent visitor.
Did you know that the heart of a mouse beats at the rate of 650 times a minute?
H Miss Honey
My…. Where did you learn that?
In a book. It beats so fast that it doesn't sound like it's beating at all. It sounds like it's humming. A porcupine's heart beats 300 times a minute.
Hey, you. Hey. We're leaving. Let's go. Get in the car. Hurry up. …Let's wrap up these cookies. Come on. We're leaving. Now!
H Miss Honey
I'd be happy to walk her home.
Well, nobody'll be there. We're moving to Guam. Come on. Let's go.
Yeah. Daddy's not gonna be in the auto business anymore.
We're going on a permanent vacation.
[from the Wormwood family's car's shotgun window]
Yeah, and we've gotta beat the speedboat salesmen to the airport.
I love it here! I want to keep going to my school! It isn't fair!
[to Miss Honey]
Miss Honey? Please don't make them...!
I want to be with Miss Honey!
Miss Honey doesn't want you! Why would she want some snotty, disobedient kid?!
H Miss Honey
Because she's a spectacularly wonderful child, and I love her.
Adopt me, Miss Honey! You can adopt me.
[Harry grabs Matilda and tries to lead her to the car.] [to Matilda]
Look, I don't have time for all these legalities.
[Harry --after saying this-- holds Matilda in his grasp.]
One second, Dad. I have the adoption papers.
[Matilda breaks out from her father's grasp. And she opens her mother's purse and takes out the adoption documents.]
What? Where did you get those?
From a book in the library. I've had them since I was big enough to Xerox.
Are you hearing this, Harry?
All you have to do is sign them.
[from the car window]
I am going to be an only child again.
Shut up! I-I-I can't think with all these sirens. What do you think, pumpkin?
[Zinnia looks for a moment and in dismay, she turns to Matilda.]
You're the only daughter I ever had, Matilda. I never understood you. Not one little bit. Who's got a pen?
And doing perhaps the first decent thing they ever did for their daughter, the Wormwoods signed the adoption papers.
All right. Come on. Turn around. You're not gonna be calling us for support payments, or nothing like that, huh?
H Miss Honey
Oh, no. We'll have everything we need. Don't worry.
All right. Here. Let's roll.
[The scene cuts to Matilda and Miss Honey. Miss Honey --Matilda's teacher --picks up Matilda and hugs her]
Ciao!
[Rusted Root's song "Send Me on My Way" plays]
So, Harry and Zinnia got away.
[As the narrator continues narrating, Matilda lives a happy life with her teacher Miss Honey, that is, both at school and Miss Honey's house.] [continues]
And as bad as things were before, that's how good they became. Miss Honey was made principal of Crunchem Hall which had to add an upper school because children never wanted to leave. Then Matilda found to her great surprise, that life could be fun. And she decided to have as much of it as possible. After all, she was a very smart kid. But the happiest part of the story was that Matilda and Miss Honey had each gotten what they'd always wanted. A loving family. And Matilda never had to use her powers again. Well, I mean, "Almost never".
[Finally, the scene goes to Matilda's childhood with Miss Honey at night. Matilda on her bed with Miss Honey. Matilda, she uses her powers to pick a book from the shelf. She opens it and starts reading. The book is titled MOBY DICK. This is one of the MOBY DICK books. And it is titled MOBY DICK AND THE WHITE WHALE.] [reading]
Call me Ishmael. Some years ago, never mind how long precisely, having little or no money in my purse and nothing particular to...
[The screen fades out into credits.]
