"Merlin: Oh, come, Archimedes. Come, come now. (gives Wart a cup of tea to give to Archimedes) I-I want you to meet the Wart. Now, you must forgive him. He's only a boy."

"Archimedes: Boy? Boy! (chuckling) Well, I see no boy. (takes the teacup)"

"Wart: Oh, I'm sorry that I....."

"Merlin: That's alright. (chuckling) He's much too sensitive."

"Archimedes: Sensitive? Right? Who? What? What?"

"(Merlin pours Wart some tea)"

"Wart: How did you know that I was…"

"Merlin: Oh, th-that you would be dropping in? Well… (incidentally pours tea into his beard) I happen to be a wizard. A soothsayer, a prognosticator. I have the power to see into the future. Centuries into the future! I've even been there, lad, and I've seen all these facts. (gestures to plans and models) They're only plans and small models, of course, you know. (takes a train model) Now this, for instance, is a steam locomotive."

"(Merlin pours tea into the model, and with a push, it moves on its own)"

"Merlin: (laughing) There she goes. Pretty good, right?"

"(Wart turns the model around and picks it up)"

"Merlin: Now, that won't be invented for hundreds of years!"

"Wart: Oh. You mean you can see everything before it happens?"

"Merlin: Yes, everything."

"Archimedes: Ah, ah, ah, ah! Everything, Merlin?"

"Merlin: Uh…no, no, not everything. I, uh, I admit I didn't know whom to expect for tea. But as you can see..... (gestures to the hole in his roof) I figured the exact place! (inadvertently whacks Wart in the head)"

"Wart: You're very clever, sir."

"Merlin: Yes. Well, never mind the----the-the sir. Just, uh, plain Merlin will do so. Now, then, would you care for sugar?"

"Wart: Oh, yes, I would, please."

"Merlin: Alright. (claps his hands) Sugar? Sugar!"

"(the sugar bowl jumps toward Merlin)"

"Merlin: No, no, manners, manners, manners! Guests first, you know that!"

"(the sugar bowl jumps to Wart and stuffs some sugar)"

"Merlin: Alright. Say it, lad."

"Merlin: Have you had any schooling?"

"Wart: (munching on tea cookies) Oh, yes! I'm training to be a squire."

"(the sugar bowl stuffs sugar into Merlin's cup)"

"Wart: I'm learning the rules of combat and swordsmanship…and jousting and horsemanship."

"Merlin: Oh, yes, yes, very good. That-that is--uh-no, no, no! I mean a real education. Mathematics, history, biology, natural science, English, Latin, French… (sees the sugar piling up) No. If! If! Blast it all! IF!!"

"(the sugar bowl retires)"

"Merlin: Impudent piece of crockery. (dumps the sugar and dusts the rest off with his beard) Boy, now, you can't-- (magically beckons his chair where he can sit down) You can't grow up without a decent education, you know."

"Wart: Oh, I suppose not, sir…Merlin."

"Merlin: Well, I am going to be your tutor."

"Wart: But I have to get back to the castle. They'll want me in the kitchen."

"Merlin: Oh, well, then, very well. (takes a suitcase) We'll pack and be on our road. You…you watch now. You'll like this. (pauses for a bit) Higitus figitus zumbakazing! (incidentally twirls his beard, but gets out) I want your attention, everything!"

"(the household objects turn toward him)"

"Merlin: We're packing to leave. C'mon. Let's go."

"(the sugar bowl marches forth)"

"Merlin: No, no, not you. Books are always first, you know."

"(the books start floating and the song begins)"

"Merlin: (sings) Hockety pockety wockety wack, abra cabra dabra nack. Shrink in size very small, we have to save enough room for all. Higitus figitus migitus mum, prestidigitonium. Alakafez balakazez, malakamez meripides. Hockety pockety wockety--WHOA!!"

"(the sugar bowl keeps hitting the teapot, and everything holds up)"

"Merlin: Now, stop, stop, stop, stop! (clears the road to get to the sugar bowl) See here, sugar bowl. You're getting rough. That poor old tea set is cracked enough."

"(the sugar bowl jabs the teapot once more)"

"Merlin: Now, alright. Let's start again. Ah, let's start…right…oh. Where was I, boy?"

"Wart: Uh…hockety pockety?"

"Merlin: Oh, yes, yes, that's right. (continues the spell/singing) Hockety pockety wockety wack, odds and ends and bric a brac. Be with you in just a moment, all packing's almost done!"

"(Archimedes enters his birdhouse, only to squeeze out as it gets packed)"