Carry on Camping Page #9

I can't have my wife upset by that noise.

You think she's upset?

You should see what it's done to my hens!

I couldn't care less about them.

Never mind your bloomin' hens!

Look, just a minute. If you really want to get

rid of them, I think I know how we can do it.

The girls are all back now, Doctor.

How are you feeling?

I'm all right. I'm just a bit shaken up, that's all.

(Squealing and screeching)

(Discordant clash)

(Screaming)

Come on.

They're going.

(All cheer)

Here, Bernie, we can get on with

that party of ours now.

That'll teach them.

I wish the girls could see this now, Matron.

(Cheering)

The girls are in that truck! Stop! Stop, I say!

Hey, they've taken all the girls.

- What, all of 'em?

- Every flamin' one.

Quickly, Matron, we must go after them.

Whoo-hoo!

Peter, look, they've stolen our tandem.

DR SOAPER:
Stop! Come back, I say!

Stop! I'll report you to the board!

Stop! Do you hear?

- Good.

- What?

We won't need it when

we go to Monte Carlo next year.

- Monte Carlo?

- That's right.

We'll go on the ferry...

with all the camping equipment.

Oh, what a good idea!

And when we're halfway across,

we'll dump the whole damned lot over the side.

Oh, Peter!

Anything you say, darling.

- Oh, well, there goes our party.

- What party?

Babs and Fanny were coming over

to our tent and...

Big mouth.

Well, I don't know what you're bothering

with them for when you've got us.

You mean, you'll let me...

Unless, of course,

we don't appeal to you in that way.

Let's go to your tent.

Come on!

You're not going to be sick again, are you?

Only if you stop that.

Oh, Bernie!

Coo-ee!

Coo-ee!

- Oh, no!

- Oh, my Gawd!

Oh, Anth!

I've been so worried about you, I thought

I'd better come and keep an eye on things.

- Very thoughtful.

- Hello, Mother.

(Bleats)

- Well, aren't you going to ask me in?

BERNIE:
Look!

Ah!

Oh, Gawd!

Oh, dear, the ram's loose.

That's not the only one!

Captioned by Grantman Brown

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