Victoria, the friendly dinosaur, lived in constant fear of being swapped by her owner,
Michael's sister, Melissa.
Oh dear, oh dear. Panic, Macduff. I'm being swapped.
Oh no. Quick, Victoria, right here.
Thank you.
Come on.
This way, Victoria. Over here.
Oh dear, oh dear.
Melissa's coming.
Oh no. She can't come here.
Over here, Victoria.
Thank you.
Melissa's getting closer.
Under here, Victoria.
Shhh.
Melissa's gone.
Oh dear. That was close.
I hate being swapped, Johnson. It's so undignified.
We can't let Victoria be swapped.
Oh no.
This time Melissa's serious.
Oh yes.
She's swapping me for precious jewels.
Oh yes, yes.
What? Precious jewels?
Are they big and shiny?
Big and shiny and surrounded by gold.
Gold?
A golden necklace.
A golden jeweled necklace.
I get swapped at midday.
That doesn't give you very long, Victoria.
What are we going to do, Johnson?
Well, perhaps we can find something in the bedroom that Melissa might swap for the precious jewels instead of Victoria.
Yeah.
You two, come with me.
Alfred, you look after Victoria until we get back.
My pleasure, dear elephant.
Come on.
These shiny jewels on the golden necklace, are they many?
Lots.
Lots, eh?
Come with me, Victoria.
Lots and lots of precious jewels.
The toys looked everywhere for something to swap instead of Victoria.
Squeaky searched the wardrobe.
Nothing in here.
While Johnson searched the chest of drawers.
There's nothing in here either.
Ow.
Hey, I found a mold of your Christmas decorations.
Oh, goody.
Will that do?
It will have to, Macduff, because I can't find anything.
I can't even see anything.
Oh.
Oh, no.
It's midday.
Oh, no.
Poor Victoria.
Come on.
Right this way, brave dinosaur.
Now, you go and stand in the hallway and wait for your swap.
Come on.
Hold it, Alfred.
Wait.
Macduff found a moldy old Christmas decoration.
And I've got a hanky with a hole in it.
That might do.
Perhaps Melissa's friend might swap them for the necklace instead.
I don't think so, Macduff.
I'm afraid Alfred's right.
Thank you all.
You've been most kind.
I'll remember you.
Always.
Oh.
Oh, no.
Oh, this is tragic.
I'll never see her again.
Victoria felt very lonely as she waited out in the hallway,
ready to get swapped.
After lunch, Johnson snuck out into the hallway
to see if Victoria had survived the swap.
What's the news, Johnson?
What's happened to Victoria?
Yeah, where is she?
I'm afraid this is Victoria now.
Oh, the jewels are here.
Alfred, what are you doing?
Oh, look after them all.
They're heavy enough.
And they certainly look real, Johnson.
Alfred, how can you be so greedy?
Those jewels mean we've lost our best friend.
Oh, it's not my fault.
Oh, oh, no.
They're all filthy and dirty.
They won't be worth half a toy dinosaur now.
I've been rocked.
Look what they would be worth if they were cleaned and polished.
Johnson, I don't want any old necklace,
dirty and filthy or cleaned and polished.
I want Victoria back.
She was my friend.
So do I.
No, don't you see?
If the jewels were cleaned and polished,
maybe Melissa's friend might realise she has been rocked
and will get Victoria back.
We have to trick Alfred.
Oh.
What are you talking about?
Are you talking about me?
No, Alfred.
We were talking about how sad it is
that your jewels are filthy and dirty.
And we were thinking how valuable they might be
if they were cleaned and polished.
Yes.
We were?
Oh, we were. Oh, we were, we were.
Yes, they would be, wouldn't they?
Oh, they'd be worth at least two toy dinosaurs.
In fact, if you could help me clean them, could you?
Well, I suppose we could.
Oh!
I'll be rich!
LAUGHTER
So the toys helped Alfred polish the necklace.
And when they were finished, it sparkled like new.
Oh!
Oh, they look beautiful, Alfred.
Yes, it must be worth at least three toy dinosaurs now.
Yes, they really look valuable, Alfred.
Oh, don't touch them, Macduff. You'll get them dirty.
Get them off me, Johnson. They wear tan.
Well, we'll have to keep them somewhere safe, Johnson.
Macduff's right, Alfred.
Now, I think we should hang them on the doorknob.
What? Johnson, wouldn't they be much better under the bed?
Yes. No, no.
But they'll get dirty under the bed.
Oh, yes.
And it's not dirty up there.
Oh, yes, quite right. Good thinking. Thank you.
Johnson, change of plan. Put them on the doorknob.
Oh, brilliant plan, Alfred.
Thank you. Thank you. Good.
Oh, oh, I'd better guard them during the night
so they don't get taken away.
We must get them, Alfred.
Oh, we're good. Yes. Right.
Come on, Johnson. Get out of the way.
Oh, now all we have to do is wait.
Oh, for the rest of the night, Alfred guarded the jewels.
The next morning, he discovered the worst thing possible had happened.
Oh, my jewels.
Oh, no. My jewels. My jewels are gone.
Wake up, everybody. My jewels. My jewels are gone.
I'm back.
Oh, no time for that greeting stuff, Victoria. My jewels are gone.
Victoria, what are you doing here?
It seems Melissa's friend didn't want to swap her jewels after all.
Well done, Alfred. Looks like your plan worked.
My plan? What plan?
You said that if we cleaned and polished the jewels,
they would be worth two dinosaurs.
And we cleaned and polished them so Melissa's friend would want them back again.
That was a good plan, Alfred.
Oh, yes. Thank you, Victoria.
Oh, yes, of course. It was one of my best.
Welcome back, Victoria.
Let's just hope Melissa doesn't ever want to swap you again.
No.
I've got nothing to worry about with Alfred to protect me.
Now, who wants to hear how I spent last night?
Me. I want to hear them.
Me too. I love you, Victoria.
So Victoria told Alfred all about her adventures in the house next door,
and the toys lapped up everywhere.