Flushed Away Page #5
Inverness Gardens, Vicarage Gate, Kensington High Street.
Try and go left.
That's it. Now go right.
This is gonna be tricky.
Yeah, and everything else has been a piece of cake.
All right, here we go.
Forty-five, 44, 49...
...now!
Well, I've had softer landings.
We did it.
I'm home.
The crew of the Jammy Dodger survives!
Yep.
Rita?
Oh, of course. I'm such an idiot. The Dodger.
Wasrt your fault, Rod.
Quite an adventure, though, wasrt it?
Rita, I am so sorry.
But I think I might be able to cheer you up.
Ta-da! As promised, the Kensington jewels.
A genuine star-cut ruby.
It's just beautiful!
And the best part?
Unbreakable.
I don't know what to say.
You think it will be enough? I mean, to take care of your family?
And maybe this could be the Jammy Dodger Mark Two.
Well...
...I suppose this is it.
Thank you... for the lift.
You're welcome.
- Roddy? - Yes.
I don't suppose you'd have time to give me a quick tour?
Of course.
I'd love to meet your family.
Hello?
Hello, hello, hello? Anybody home?
Wouldrt you know it? All out, every one of them.
Wait. Wait, wait, wait.
- What is that? - Oh, that.
That's my master bedroom.
- It's a cage. - No! It's not, actually.
Then why the lock and bars?
That's my... home security system.
So much to see, so little time to see it in. Shall we?
Roddy.
You're all alone up here, aren't you?
Goal!
Who's that?
That would be... my brother!
What a game! I can't believe it!
He shoots! He scores! Back of the net! Group hug.
- Oh, hello. - Rita, this is...
...Rupert! - What?
Rupert, this is Rita. She's been
so looking forward to meeting my brother.
Obviously, there's not a huge family resemblance.
I rather got the brains and... Well, actually, I got the looks too,
but we're very close, aren't we, Rupert?
Well, how time flies when you're having fun! Still...
On with the tour, shall we?
Hello, Sid.
Hello, Rita.
- How's your dad? - Better, yeah. Thanks for asking.
Rupert?
What was that all about? Come here, you poor little thing.
Look at his little face. You ever seen anything so pathetic?
Brothers?
All Mr. Lonely has got is a couple of dolls
and a little wheel to run around in his cage.
This is too sweet!
What a loser!
It's OK, Roddy.
OK?
Look at this place, Rita. Look at my home. It's a palace!
I can do whatever I want whenever I want to.
I'd say that's a little more than OK, wouldn't you?
What do I need a family for? What do I need friends for?
I'm sorry, but if you have everything you need, then...
...I really have to get going. I have a serious infestation to deal with.
I'll say goodbye, then...
...Roddy St. James...
...of Kensington.
Lonely
I'm Mr. Lonely
I have nobody
For my own
Only ten minutes left until halftime.
And what an amazing match...
Come on, England! This is fantastic!
A rare attack here by Germany, but it comes to very little.
Come here, bro! Rupert's missing his Rodsy-Wodsy.
Here, have a cheese puff.
Have another.
Here you go.
No! Duh. You're supposed to eat them.
Move... over.
- What? - Move over!
I'll take some of that.
Word of advice, mate. Take it easy with the drink, seriously,
or you'll never make it to halftime.
What did you say?
The bathroom. I'm waiting till halftime.
I don't want to miss any of the game.
Halftime. He's waiting till halftime!
Those floodgates won't hold forever!
No! Not the master cable!
What do you want it for anyway?
Oh, you'll see, come the World Cup Final this afternoon.
Half... time.
Half... time.
Of course. That's The Toad's plan! That's why he needs the cable!
When everyone goes to the toilet, the city will be flushed away!
Come with me.
What about the game?
And what a game it is!
Oh, a nasty fall there for Ray Bowers.
Can you see all right, Fergus?
Yes, thanks, Mum.
Where's your helmets? Which one's the quarterback? Pick up the ball!
These Brits don't know the first thing about football.
Enjoy your last moments, you egregious vermin.
I've got Rita, boss! I've got Rita!
Get off me, you lab reject!
Ha! You missed.
Ah, Rita.
It's so good of you to return the cable.
Bonjour.
At last! It's mine!
Just take it.
Let there be light!
Please don't flush me, Roddy! I can't survive down there!
I've gone soft!
Sid, I want you to flush me. I'm going back.
Back?
Rita's in terrible danger. Everyone's in terrible danger!
Now, you like it here, don't you?
Oh, yes, Roddy. I like it here very much.
And if I leave you, will you be good to Tabitha, the little girl?
I'll be as good as gold to her, Roddy. And I will be the best pet ever!
Then the place is all yours.
- Sweet! - Great.
Let's get the bubbles going. I've got a big job to do down there.
Right away, sir!
So long, Sid.
So long, Rodnick Saint Something of Someplace or other.
Geronimo!
And, Io, a chosen one shall come down from above,
and he shall be our savior from the Great Flood!
I'm terribly sorry.
Just two minutes left till halftime! Incredible!
- It's a fantasy start for England. - Rita!
England leads Germany by three goals to one.
What an amazing game this is turning out to be!
The grand opening.
And the referee again has to bring play to a halt.
Rita!
Fans for the fans!
Extra! Pied Piper lures thousands to their death!
Balloons!
Rita!
Rita!
Roddy!
I'm sorry. I've been such a fool. You were right about me and everything.
I should have admitted it, but I was afraid you wouldn't like me anymore.
Do you think we can talk about this after you rescue me?
Of course. There's no time. When that whistle blows
and everyone Up Top goes to the toilet, it'll flush away the city.
I know. And my family are all down there.
We've got to warn everyone.
Stop them!
Oh, dear.
Whoa! Whitey!
I saw an opportunity and I seized it.
So you thought you could make a fool of The Toad, eh?
You don't need us for that.
You think you're so clever, don't you?
Well, I'll be the one laughing
when every last revolting rat is flushed away!
For I shall repopulate the city...
...with these!
Nasty.
- Is this the Glorious Amphibian Dawn? - Anything for you.
- Can I have a pony? - No.
- A puppy? - We'll talk about it.
- Can we talk about it now? - No.
- Can I have a puppy? - Me too.
You can't all have puppies! Please! Daddy's working!
We need to get down and pull out that cable.
How?
It's impossible.
England is winning. Anything's possible.
Turn it off, Whitey!
- Come on! - They're getting away!
Oh. Hi, boss.
Whitey! They're biting my bottom! Help!
I'm coming, Spike!
You fools! Grab them!
Top floor, lingerie, housewares
and certain doom!
Do I have to do everything myself?!
There goes the whistle for halftime! We'll be back in a few minutes.
You're too late to do anything! You and your kind are finished!
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