Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Gotta smell good in the jungle, you know?
- ...Quipu. - Quip-who?
Argh!
Now he is haunted by the ghosts of ancestors
Oh...
We could bring honour on the family.
You know, we we're just saying
Because none of them had... this.
- Yah-ha! - (Mrs Brown) Ooh!
Well, she seems to have set off on some sort of quest into the jungle.
I thought it gave ye the heebie-jeebies.
All those years ago, when Uncle Pastuzo and I found you as a cub,
(Paddington) Mr Hunter!
(Aunt Lucy) 'If you ever get lost again...
All the cubs here have them.
Embrace the risk...
Broken.
It began with my ancestor, Gonzalo Caboto.
(Screaming)
I'm sorry, Aunt Lucy.
Mary!
(Roars)
The most precious treasure of all.
Ha, little bear!
Where are you, Aunt Lucy?
(Bell dings)
'And I knew that you would be the one to lead me to El Dorado.'
They heard my roars and rescued me.
But we only need each other,
'Because I suppose I am a bit of a mix.
'And I never stopped looking.
Let's do our best to get some sleep,
Aunt Lucy!
'She seemed to have been researching something.'
(Grunting)
Paddington, there's a letter from Peru. It came this morning.
It's just what happens next.
Lend me this bracelet for a few hours.
This way, Mr Hunter!
Oh! Oh, it's just so nice to...
(Groaning)
(Mr Brown) That's not helpful, Judy.
We're so pleased you're safe.
'...patent pending.'
But... I have made a promise to Gina...
- (Mrs Brown) Darling, well done! - (Mr Brown) There you go.
Goodness, that's quite an umbrella.
We don't need this one.
(♪ Johann Strauss II's "Blue Danube Waltz" playing on piano)
"When skies are grey hope is the way."
(Hunter) Clarissa?
It clearly states that breakfast is served between 8:30 and 10:30.
Thank goodness you're safe!
'and he is now Head of Calculated Risk.'
(Paddington) That is a cliff. Right.
'and when he heard the legend of El Dorado,
(Gasps) You translated the Quipu!
- Paddington! - Where is he?
(Paddington) Night night, Mrs Brown!
Good idea, we'll ask the handsome captain. Excuse me, sir.
- (Paddington grunting) - Oh!
Or here.
My family are cursed with a dreadful disease.
I mean, very secretive about the whole thing.
Hmm?
"...forgive my contacting you, we haven't met.
That's right.
...but I have to get that gold. I have to!
I think... I remember.
(Grunts)
Oh.
No idea.
Rumi Rock? What makes you think we should start the search there?
Any luck with the police?
Give me the talisman!
Mr Brown? Have you been seeing a ghost?
...why was your aunt so interested in Rumi Rock?
You follow the bear, you find the gold, you eat bear stew.
Gina... I'm fine.
Hand it over.
One more push, and we'll be with Aunt Lucy.
(Paddington) '...and took a new posting.'
'and with them the gold hunters.
Boom!
Well, the Lord moves in suspicious ways.
Or perhaps made us some breakfast.
- Look. - Mmm?
'Mr Gruber was right when he said you can have mixed feelings
Mmm..
Hmm...
The gold or your daughter?
'He disappeared into the jungle.
(Sniffing)
The gold is oranges.
But it could not be found.
Bear, gold, stew!