Plot
Once again the Clock Family (a teenage girl named Arriety and her parents, Pod and Homily), tiny "borrowers" who live in the homes of regular sized human beings, are forced to find a new place to live when they learn of the upcoming departure of the humans in whose house they reside. With the help of their friend Spiller, they escape through the house drain system and move to the model village of Little Fordham where they try to live in secret. They are eventually discovered by a couple who own a rival model village and are kidnapped with the intention of being put on attraction when that model village opens for tourist season. Imprisoned in the couple's attic, the Clocks are able to use materials they find to create a balloon and basket which lifts them out of a window and to freedom moments before they are to be put on display.
Knowing they cannot risk moving back into Little Fordham the family again take to the great outdoors, in search of a new place to call home. Spiller tells the Clocks that there's an old watermill, one human and plenty to eat down the stream. The series ends with the Borrowers sailing down the stream, and Pod says that whatever happens, there's always some way to manage.
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