Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious! Mary Poppins was right, it's extraordinary! It does make you feel better!
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Don DaGradi
Don DaGradi (March 1, 1911 – August 4, 1991) was a Disney writer who started out as a layout artist on 1940s cartoons including "Der Fuehrer's Face" in 1943. He eventually moved into animated features with the film Lady and the Tramp in 1955. He also worked as a color and styling or sequence consultant on many other motion pictures for Disney. His greatest achievement was for his visual screenplay for Mary Poppins in 1964 for which he shared an Oscar nomination for Best Adapted Screenplay with Bill Walsh. Don DaGradi died August 4, 1991, in Friday Harbor, Washington. He was named a Disney Legend posthumously, only months after his death. In the 2013 film Saving Mr. Banks, DaGradi is portrayed by actor Bradley Whitford. 2Credits Alice in Wonderland (1951) Peter Pan (1953) Lady and the Tramp (1955) Darby O'Gill and the Little People (1959) Sleeping Beauty (1959) (Production Designer) Pollyanna (1960) The Absent-Minded Professor (1961) The Parent Trap (1961) Son of Flubber (1963) (Screenwriter) Mary Poppins (1964) (Screenwriter) L
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious! I'm feeling better all the time!
Mary Poppins: First of all I would like to make one thing quite clear. George: Yes? Mary Poppins: I never explain anything.
Let's sit down. You know, begging you pardon, but the one who my heart goes out for is your father. There he is in that cold, heartless bank day after day, hemmed in by mounds of cold, heartless money. I don't like to see any living thing caged up.
Say no more, Gov'ner. [sings] You've got to grind, grind, grind at that grindstone... Though childhood slips like sand through a sieve... And all too soon they've up and grown, and then they've flown... And it's too late for you to give — just that spoonful of sugar to 'elp the medicine go down—the…
Bert: Speaking of names, I know a man with a wooden leg named Smith. Uncle Albert: What's the name of his other leg? Everyone: [laughs]
I beg your pardon, are you ill?
Gentleman: There probably aren't words to describe your emotions. Mary Poppins: On the contrary, there's a very good word. Am I right, Bert? Bert: Tell 'em what is it. Mary Poppins: Right. Iiiiit's Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.
Why do you always complicate things that are really quite simple?
Though we adore men individually, we agree that as a group they're rather stupid.
Goodbye, Mary Poppins, don't stay away too long.
What did I tell ya There's the whole world at your feet. And who gets to see it? But the birds, the stars, and the chimney sweeps.
I have no intention of making a spectacle of myself, thank you.
Oh, George, you didn't jump into the river. How sensible of you!
Not Royal Academy, I suppose. Still better than a finger in the eye, ain't they?
Winds from the east... Mist comin' in... Like something's a brewin', about to begin... Can't put me finger on what lies in store... But I feel what's to 'appen, all 'appened before...!
Oh, It's you. Hello. … Number 17 Cherry Tree Lane, you say? Alright. … Come on with me.… Here we are, 17 Cherry Tree Lane. Home of George Banks, Esq. [hears yelling inside] Hello, hello, hello. Admiral's right, heavy weather brewing at number 17 and no mistake.
Kindly do not attempt to cloud the issue with facts.
[sings] Our daughters' daughters will adore us and they'll sing in grateful chorus, ‘Well done, sister suffragettes.’
A man has dreams of walking with giants To carve his niche in the edifice of time Before the mortar of his zeal Has a chance to congeal The cup is dashed from his lips The flame is snuffed a-borning He's brought to wrack and ruin in his prime.