00:24Hello out there, Peabody here, and seated there, immersed in homework, is my boy Sherman.
00:28Hi. Making progress, Sherman? I'm afraid not, Mr. Peabody. I seem to be having trouble drawing a straight line. Sure
00:34wish I had my Oliver Cromwell.
00:35And what, pray tell, is your Oliver Cromwell? It's an English ruler. I had it in my desk yesterday, but
00:40I seem to have...
00:40That's enough homework, Sherman. Go set the wayback controls for the year 1539.
00:44Where are we off to today?
00:47You should be off to bed. Instead, I am taking you back to visit another English ruler, Henry VIII.
00:52We made a straight line into the wayback machine, and in less time than it takes to tell, we're standing
00:56inside the kitchen of Henry VIII's castle,
00:58where Henry was in the act of admonishing his head cook, who might soon become his headless cook.
01:03Oh, Violet, for this you shall die.
01:06Excuse us, your eighthness, but what has he done?
01:09This is what he's done.
01:10The embittered monarch pointed to a large platter.
01:13Eggs over easy, Canadian bacon, two pieces of toast? What's wrong with that?
01:17There's no jelly on the toast.
01:20This, of course, was akin to treason.
01:22I searched everywhere, Your Majesty, but I couldn't find any jelly.
01:27Off with his head.
01:28You can't do that.
01:29What do you mean, I can't do that?
01:31Well, if jelly is all that's bothering you, we'll get some.
01:34So saying, Sherman took the cook by the hand, and with yours truly bringing up the rear, left the castle.
01:38I admire your spunk little boy, but jelly is scarce in England.
01:42Don't you worry, Mr. Cook. Boys my age can smoke jelly out no matter where it is. Right, Mr. Peabody?
01:48We entered the quaint village of Hangnail-on-the-Pinkie, where a county fair was in progress.
01:53Look, Mr. Peabody, big contest. First prize jar of homemade jelly.
01:58Sherman lost no time in signing us up for the big contest, but in trying to win the jelly, he
02:01got us into a jam.
02:03If it's a cooking contest, we'll win hands down.
02:05Hands up would be more appropriate, for Sherman has signed us up for a tug of war.
02:09You three will stand on this side of the mud pit. Your opponents will stand on the other.
02:14The team that pulls the other into the mud wins.
02:18This ought to be easy, Mr. Peabody.
02:20Easy to say, perhaps, but to do is quite another matter.
02:22For just then, we saw the other team grab their end of the rope.
02:25They're huge, Mr. Peabody.
02:26So is our task.
02:28Well, here's mud in your eye.
02:30And with that, the starting signal was given, and the rope snapped taut.
02:34Effortlessly, they pulled us nearer and nearer to the gooey mess.
02:37Mr. Peabody, we're going in.
02:39I had to act and act fast.
02:40Noticing that each of our adversaries had a large anchor tattooed on his arm gave me the answer.
02:45What'll we do, Mr. Peabody?
02:46Shout two words, Sherman.
02:48Sail ho.
02:48Sail ho!
02:50With that, our opponents, obviously sailors, took one hand from the rope, raised it to their brows,
02:54and scanned the horizon for an approaching vessel.
02:56That was all we needed.
02:57In that off-balance position, we gave a sudden jerk.
03:03We did it!
03:04We won!
03:04The judge awarded us the coveted jar of jelly.
03:07Quick, let's get it back to the castle before King Henry finishes breakfast.
03:11That is not a very dainty dish to set before a king.
03:13Taste it, Sherman.
03:14Mmm.
03:15Ugh, it tastes like mud.
03:17Mm-hmm.
03:17It is mud.
03:18Those three sailors were poor losers and switched jars on us.
03:21Then they have the real jelly.
03:23But not for long.
03:24By the way, in the mud pit, their trail was easy to follow.
03:26Large, muddy footprints led directly to an old mill.
03:30Peeking through a dusty window, we saw the three culprits sitting in a circle,
03:33the jar of jelly to one side, and a pop-up toaster in the middle.
03:36Good heavens, that toast will be done any second.
03:39Then it's good boy, jelly.
03:41There's not a moment to lose.
03:43Fortunately, this was an old flour mill,
03:44so I instructed the cook to whip up some custard pies post-haste,
03:47which he managed to do in an incredibly short time.
03:50What shall I do with them?
03:52Their ammunition stand here and fire when I give the word.
03:54The toast is popping, Mr. Peabody.
03:56So am I.
03:57You can imagine their shock when I dashed into their midst and plucked the jar of jelly.
04:01Go, blimey, it's him what put us into the blinking mud.
04:05Grab him, boys.
04:06But before they could touch me, I lateraled the jelly to Sherman,
04:08who was standing in the doorway.
04:10Run, Sherman!
04:10And run he did with the spare bags hot on his heels.
04:13Ah, but no sooner did they emerge from the mill.
04:15Fire when ready!
04:18Of course, with custard in their eyes,
04:20they lost all sense of direction and stumbled into the old mill stream.
04:25A trifle later, Henry VIII finished his breakfast with jelly on his toast.
04:30Deliciously delightful.
04:31Cook, I shall knight you for this.
04:34Well, that ends that, Mr. Peabody.
04:35Yes, I think it's time you returned home.
04:37Then you saw in the courtyard a woman facing a squad of guards.
04:40Who's that?
04:41Henry's fifth wife, Catherine Parr.
04:44She's about to be executed.
04:45But the guards are aiming at her with golf clubs.
04:48Well, how else would you shoot Parr?
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