Sometimes a person we love, through no fault of his own, can't see past the end of his nose.
Past the end of his nose?
Well, now there must be some mistake.
Your dad's a fine gentleman, and he loves ya.
I don't think so.
You should have seen the look on his face.
He doesn't like us at all.
Well, now that don't seem likely, does it?
Let's sit down.
You know, beggin your pardon, but the one my heart goes out to is your father.
There he is in that cold, heartless bank day after day.
Hammed in my mounds of cold, heartless money.
I don't like to see any living thing caged up.
Father? In a cage?
They makes cages in all shapes and sizes, you know.
Banks-shaped, some of them, carpets and all.
Mary Poppins, you won't ever leave us, will you?
Whatever would we do without you?
I shall stay until the wind changes.
It's alright.
It's okay, Mrs. Travers. Mr. Banks is going to be alright. I promise.
I don't. It's just
I can't--I can't abide cartoons!
[Grunts.]
Oh, let's go fly a kite!
Up to the highest height!
Let's go fly a kite
And send it soaring.
Up! Through the atmosphere.
Up! Where the air is clear. Oh, let's go... [Music fades]
Don't leave me.
Never.
I promise.
I will never leave you.
Winds in the east.
Mist coming in.
Like something is brewing
About to begin.
Can't put my finger
On what lies in store.
But I feel what's to happen all happened before.
