Chicken Run Page #2

- And he's a Yank!

Easy, Pops. Cockfighting's

illegal where I come from.

And where is that exactly?

Just a little place I call the land

of the free and the home of the brave.

- Scotland!

- No! America.

Oh! America.

Poppycock. Pushy Americans.

Always showing up late for every war.

Overpaid, oversexed

and over here!

What's eatin' Grandpa?

Oh, don't mind him,

Mister... Mister?

The name's Rocky. Rocky the

Rhode Island Red. Rhodes for short.

- Rocky Rhodes?

- Catchy, ain't it?

Um, Mr. Rhodes,

is this you?

Uh, who wants to know?

A group of rather

desperate chickens.

You see, if it is you, then you just

might be the answer to our prayers.

Well, then, call me a miracle,

doll face, 'cause that's me.

And what brings you

to England, Mr. Rhodes?

Why, all the beautiful

English chicks, of course.

Give over!

You see, I'm

a traveler by nature.

I did that whole barnyard thing

for a while,

but I couldn't really get into it.

Hi. How are you? Nope.

The open road.

That's more my style.

Yep, just give me a pack on my back

and point me where the wind blows.

In fact, you know what

they call me back home?

You're gonna love this.

The Lone Free Ranger.

- Ooh!

- Isn't that great?

- I knew it was possible.

- Oh, it's possible, all right.

- I knew the answer would come.

- Amen!

We're all going to fly over that fence,

and Mr. Rhodes is going

to show us how, right?

That's... What?

Did you say "fly"?

- You can teach us.

- No, I can't.

- Listen. Shh. You hear that?

That's the open road calling my name,

and I was born to answer that call. Bye.

He must have

very good hearing.

Okay, okay, where's the exit?

Ah, this way.

Mr. Rhodes, um, perhaps I didn't

explain our situation properly.

We lay eggs

day in and day out,

and when we can't lay

any more, they kill us.

It's a cruel world, doll face.

You might as well get used to it.

Which part of "they kill us"

do you not understand?

I got my own set

of problems to worry about.

Besides, this birdcage can't

be that hard to bust out of.

In fact, watch me.

It's not so hard to get one

chicken out of here or even two,

but this is about all of us.

- All of you?

- That's what I've been

trying to tell you.

Wait a minute.

Let me get this straight.

You want to get every chicken in this

place out of here at the same time?

- Of course.

- You're certifiable.

You can't pull off a stunt

like that. That's suicide.

Where there's a will,

there's a way.

- Couldn't agree more.

I will be leaving that way.

- But...

- Mr. Rhodes?

- I'm the type of guy

- Please!

- That likes to roam around

I'm never in one...

So that's it.

You're from the circus.

Shh!

You're on the run,

aren't you?

You wanna keep it down?

- I'm trying to lay low here.

I should turn you in

right now.

- You wouldn't. Would you?

- Give me one reason why I shouldn't.

Because I'm... cute?

Hey, hey, hey!

What kind of crazy chick are you?

- Do you know what'll

happen if he finds me?

- It's a cruel world.

I just decided.

I don't like you.

I just decided. I don't care.

Now, show us how to fly.

- With this wing?

- Teach us then.

- No!

- He's valuable, you say?

- Sure.

- Get the torch.

Now you listen here, sister.

I'm not going back to that life.

I'm a Lone Free Ranger.

Emphasis on free!

And that's what we want.

Freedom!

- Fancy that.

They're coming this way.

Oh, oh, no. No. Oh, no.

They're on to me.

Teach us to fly

and we'll hide you.

- And if I don't?

Was your father

by any chance a vulture?

Do we have a deal?

Time to make good

on that deal, doll...

The name is Ginger.

- Comfortable?

- Not really.

- Maybe this will help.

- Nice hideout.

Ouch. I had

more room in my egg.

We've held up our end of the deal.

Tomorrow you hold up yours.

- What deal?

- The flying!

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Right, right, right. Don't worry.

I'll teach you

everything I know.

Now, which bunk is mine?

Absolutely outrageous!

Asking a senior officer

to share his quarters...

and with a noncommissioned

Yank, no less.

- Why, back in my day, I'd never...

- Hey!

You weren't exactly

my first choice either.

And scoot over.

Your wing's on my side of the bunk.

Your side of the bunk?

The whole bunk is my side of the bunk!

Just... What's that smell?

Is that your breath?

It's absolutely

outrageous.

So you wanna fly, huh?

Well, it ain't gonna be easy, and it

ain't gonna happen overnight either.

You see, flying

takes three things.

Hard work,

perseverance and...

- Hard work.

- You said hard work twice!

That's because it takes

twice as much work as perseverance.

Codswallop!

Now, the most important thing is

we have to work as a team,

which means... you do

everything I tell you.

Right! Let's rock and roll.

- Oh. Oh, oh.

- Oh. Oh, oh.

Mrs. Tweedy!

The chickens are...

Pecking?

And left, two, three.

And right, two, three.

And... stop right there.

Oh, yeah, down.

Down. Yeah, yeah, make little circles.

That's it. Faster.

Faster.

Oh, yes. Perfect.

Oh, that's the spot.

I thought you were going

to teach us how to fly.

That's what I'm doing.

Isn't there usually

some flapping involved?

Hey, do I tell you

how to lay eggs?

Relax.

We're making progress.

Really? I can't help feeling

we're going around in circles.

What the... Hey! Cut it out!

You're making me dizzy.

I think they're

ready to fly now.

Good, because they

certainly can't walk anymore.

Up and at 'em, gals.

Let's flap.

Watch, Fetcher. Let's see if old

Attila the Hen has come to her senses.

- It's raining hen!

- What's this caper, love?

- We're flying.

Obviously.

- Flippin' hell. Look at this, Fetch.

- They're gonna kill themselves.

- Wanna watch?

- Yeah, all right.

- Ooh!

- Ooh!

- Ahh!

- Ahh!

Hey! Careful

of those eggs!

Sunny-side up.

Now they're over easy!

Definitely scrambled.

Go! Go! Go!

Go, go, go, go! Go!

Poultry in motion!

Birds of a feather

flop together.

Great work, ladies.

Great work!

The pain you're feeling

is a good thing. It's good.

Pain is your friend, okay?

It's a positive thing.

Just keep the faith there, uh...

What was your name? Agnes!

You'll get there.

Ducky, I think you

flew four feet today.

Right, four feet!

From the roof to the ground.

It's all part of the process, ladies.

Nothing to worry about.

Ya cheese-eating little...

- Whoa!

That doesn't sound good.

Ha, ha, ha.

Okay, the ground's shaking.

Are we worried?

Are we worried?

The circus.

Quick. Hide me.

- Hide me.

- Come on.

One isn't awarded a medal like this for

flapping about like a lunatic, what.

Now, see here!

This is an officer's quarters.

- Quick. In here.

- Get out of here immediately, sir!

Give it a rest, Pops.

Out of here! I shall have you

on a charge within the week.

Cheers, mate.

It's all in your head.

It's all in your head.

It's all in your head.

Ooh!

What... What...

What's all this then?

This is our future,

Mr. Tweedy.

No more wasting time with petty

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