Fierce Creatures Page #2

- Yes.

You know, Willa, you better be careful

dressed like that around here.

People will think you're

sleeping your way to the top.

Just as long as they don't think

I'm sleeping my way to the middle.

What are you doing?

I'm going to ask your father

if I can go run the zoo.

What?

You want to go to the Third World

and operate an animal toilet?

Animals, paper clips, television

companies. It's all business.

Willa, these things smell.

With enough zoos up and running,

we are talking billions.

Wow! How about dinner tonight?

You can wear your office clothes.

No, I have to get up early.

I'm pitching it to Rod in the morning.

- What's the hurry?

- I don't want to give our ruthless...

little Chinese friend

time to make an impact.

I dare say they are upset,

Di, but I have a job to do.

- Yes, I know, but I--

- Look, I have to be hard-nosed, okay?

McCain demands it. All the time,

you've got to be tough, tough, tough.

God knows why.

You mean Octopus is ruled by fear?

No, no. Terror.

I've got this one chance to show that

I can run something or I'm out...

and at my age, scrap heap.

Mr. Lee, there's a call

from Atlantis.

- Atlantis?

- Atlanta.

Hello. Lee here.

Rollo, Nev here.

Rod would like a word with you.

That's right.

The wife and kids settled in yet?

Yes. Everything's absolutely

terrified here, thanks.

Sir, how kind of you to ask.

Rollo, Rod here.

Got the wife and kids settled in?

Yes, yes, yes, sir.

Let me know what you're gonna do to push

earnings up to our favourite 20%, okay?

It's marvelous to have this opportunity

of explaining what I've got in mind.

- Hello, Rollo?

- Hello again, Mr. McCain.

It's Nev, mate. So the wife and kids

are settled in all right?

Look, I don't want to seem awkward...

but I'm not married

and I haven't got any children.

What happened to Rod?

He's been called away.

So let Rod know your plans, okay?

Zoos are not moneymakers, Willa.

Mr. McCain, with good marketing,

cash comes walking in the gate...

and with sponsorships, even more cash.

That was my idea, Dad.

I've got several lined up already.

Just think of it as a prototype

for a chain of cash cows.

Sort of a cash dairy, eh?

Sort of a cash dairy, eh?

This inclination towards absolutism

within the Austro-Hungarian empire.

C.B. Wedgewood in--

Yes? Come in.

Yes?

- Here are the animals, sir.

- What animals?

The first batch of animals

that are definitely not fierce, sir.

Ah, good.

Yes?

We tried to place them

with other zoos. No takers.

Do you mean of all the zoos in this

country, you can't find a single one--

Zoos are keeping

less and less species, sir.

Well, what about having people

take them as pets?

- Pets?

- Oh, come on, now.

They need expert attention.

Anyway, it's not allowed, sir.

Quarantine regulations.

Well, can we release them

back into the wild?

In the wild, there's no

safe habitat for this one.

What do you propose?

There's only one solution, Mr. Lee.

What the London Zoo proposed...

a few years ago when the government

wouldn't give any more funds.

- What was that?

- Shoot 'em.

Are you seriously telling me...

there's no other way of getting rid

of these animals?

Not...

unless you were to change

the Fierce Animal Policy.

Nope.

You sure about that

in the circumstances, sir?

Perfectly sure, thank you.

- They're very dear creatures.

- That's not in dispute.

But you would like them killed

in line with your policy?

If you really have explored

all the other avenues, yes.

I mean, if extermination

is the only choice, so be it.

I'm sorry, but I see no alternative.

The Fierce Animal Policy...

is absolutely essential...

for the continuing survival of--

- What are you doing?

- Well, it's just that...

we'd rather not shoot them

ourselves, sir.

- We're very fond of them.

- We're keepers...

and now we're not keeping them.

Oh, I see.

I'm shooting them, am I?

- If it's not too much trouble.

- No, no, fine.

Do you have my diary there?

Thank you.

You will make it quick, sir,

won't you?

Do you mean I'm not allowed to

torture them a bit first just for fun?

- You wouldn't do that!

- I wasn't being serious, stupid girl!

Hardly the time for jokes.

Bye-bye, Suzie.

Bye-bye, Petal.

I tried.

Be brave, Mitzi.

Bye, Rollo.

I'd prefer it

if you called me '' Director.''

I was talking to the lemur!

The lemur is called '' Rollo''?

She named him after you.

It was a mark of respect.

Would you pass

the marmalade, please?

You should have seen his face when he

realized he was supposed to shoot them.

Without wishing to detract from your

award-winning performances...

may I be so bold as to inquire

what you hope to achieve by this prank?

It wasn't a prank, Bugsy. We're tryin'

to confront him with the reality.

If you paint him into a corner,

you'll find that he will--

Shut up. He's not

a cold-blooded murderer.

We've given him the five sweetest,

cuddliest, most loveable--

- I told you so.

- Shut up!

Bugsy, he'll start on yours next.

- Yes?

- Hello, Rollo.

- Yes?

- Vince here. How you doin'?

- You having dinner?

- Dinner? It's 2:00 in the morning.

Oh, were you asleep?

Yes, I frequently am

at2.:
00a.m., I'm afraid.

Filthy habit I picked up

in the Far East.

Gee, if this communique

is in anyway sleep-interruptive...

- I'll re-telephone you later.

- It's not sleep-interruptive, really.

Let's chat now. I can always catch up

on some rest. Christmas probably.

- Right.

- Good. Let's talk marketing, shall we?

- Good.

- Yeah. First thing tomorrow...

I'd like you to send me the most current

marketing figures you've got, okey doke?

Right.

Rollo, hi.

Willa Weston here.

Are you all right?

No, no. Not now. Not now.

- You got a problem with now?

- No, no. I'm fine.

Don't do that.

Sorry. Hang on a moment.

Suzie, be quiet.

Hello? I'm going to put you

on hold just for one moment.

Okay? Thank you.

Another filthy habit

he picked up in the Far East.

Now, you just go over there.

Right. Stay.

Don't, don't, don't.

Just stop it.

I've got to talk

with those marketing Moonies.

Just go over there and play

with each other. Right. Go on.

- He's got two girls.

- Go away, Suzie.

Suzie, what are you

going down there for?

No, stop licking my-- Careful!

Don't bite.

No, I can't fool around with you now.

Don't pull. Don't pull.

Get-- There.

There. Stay. Stay.

Cindy, get off the bed.

Cindy, off, off!.

- I don't want you now.

- Three girls?

Cindy, go away!

All right, all right.

Just go.

Oh, that is disgusting.

Sorry. I had a bit of a cramp.

Hello? Hello!

He must have eaten

a whole rhino horn.

Now, there's a thought.

I'll be right back.

Take your time.

How does he get three girls?

Where does the third one go?

Bastard.

The place is probably crawling with

young, beautiful female zoo keepers.

Damn!

I hate it when people abuse

positions of trust...

for their own personal,

sexual gratification.

It's demeaning to women.

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