Gnomeo and Juliet Page #3

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brother.

That one!

Oh, my.

Pick... that one!

Please, please, pick that one!

- Oh, dear.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah...

That's a bit in your face.

This is more my speed.

Meow.

Oh! Not the Kitten Clipper! Oh, no.

Definitely not.

Huh?

Ow!

- Juliet? There you are.

- Hi, Dad.

I've been ruminating

about our little discussion yesterday.

- But I was just...

- What you need is compan-man-ship.

Someone to look after you.

Who'll keep you safe.

- What?

- You know Paris, don't you?

Yes. Yes, of course. Why?

- He's come to pay you a visitation.

- Dad!

All right, all right. No one would ever

say I don't know when I'm not wanted.

- Toodles!

- Got something for you.

Here it is. Gypsophila. Lovely.

What does it mean?

It means "lover of chalk."

Although, ironically, it grows better

in a clay soil. It's weird.

You think you got it down,

and then, bam, you do some reading,

it turns out it likes clay soil,

even though you thought it was

a lover of chalk. Weird.

Right. Well, it's been

terribly nice speaking with you.

Where are you going? Stop! No!

Obviously, do whatever you want.

But my point was, surely, it's a bit

rude to leave me on a first date.

- "First date"?

- Yeah.

- I thought, what does a boyfriend...

- "Boyfriend"?

...get his girlfriend?

- "Girlfriend"?

Ooh! This is good!

A small token of my affection.

Oh. Wow.

Juliet, do you realize what this is?

It is my own hybrid

of foxglove and buttercup...

- A love triangle!

...which I call "foxbutt."

And you! I never knew you were

such a devil!

No, I mean, you know,

I've got my dark side, sure.

Hey there, Juliet.

What a name. It's a great name.

Goes with your... eyes.

You're looking really cool.

You're looking good.

Did it hurt when you fell down

from heaven?

That's a killer, man.

Yeah, no. You're looking cool. Yeah.

- How's it going with you, baby?

- Oh, I'm fine, baby. How are you?

Uh... uh...

Never better.

Huh?

Do you think anyone heard that?

There's nobody here.

- Then why are you whispering?

- Why are you whispering?

Oh! Look at that!

Guess we're done

with the whispering thing then.

It's a 1950s MacAllister Ranger.

- Let's start her up!

- Yeah! OK.

Check out the power on this beauty.

She's empty. Bingo.

- Hey, try this.

- Thanks.

- Is that you?

- Yeah. Yeah, it's me.

It's me, too!

- What was that?

- I have no idea.

OK, whatever you are, come out slowly!

I have a loaded st... uh, weapon!

And... And I'm not afraid to use it!

- Do you think I scared him?

- Oh, definitely.

I know I'm scared.

Look at that baby, huh? Watch me now!

By the way, thanks for finding my leg,

and setting me free. I love you!

Do you know what it's like

to be trapped for 20 years?

All alone by yourself,

no one for to talk at?

"How's the other leg?"

"I don't know, Featherstone, remember?

I don't have it."

You see, I'm not exactly

terrific company, am I?

Sorry, but we didn't think

anybody lived here.

Yeah, we shouldn't be here.

We'll be going.

- What if he follows us?

- Then our parents find out.

Oh, no. Nanette was right. We're doomed!

You cannot ever pull the wools

over these beady eyes. Ho-ho!

I think that you two are on a date.

- Date? No! No.

- Date? No! No.

- Not dating. Fighting.

- Fighting to the death.

- Mortal enemies here.

- Yeah, don't you see it?

- He's a Blue!

- And she's a Red!

And I'm pink! Who cares?!

Anyway, I got to ask.

Why are you bringing her

to a dumpy place like this?

I know! I know!

I be right back!

Juliet, wait.

Oh, here it comes.

I'm too delicate, right?

No, no. I was going to say,

don't hold back. Let her rip.

- Oh! Really?

- Yeah.

Go!

Whoo-hoo-hoo!

Whoo!

Wow!

Ta-da!

Look at that! It's a definite

improvement. Fantastic penmanship, too.

But, you know, we still gotta do

something about these weeds.

They're not weeds.

Those dandelions are wishes.

I don't know. Aweed by

any other name is still a weed.

Go on. Make a wish and then blow on it.

It's kind of hard with a beak, huh?

Kind of tires you out, huh?

I go to sit down now.

I've got a confession to make.

I've never actually driven a mower.

No, you're a natural.

Well, my dad,

he's a little overprotective.

You know this is crazy, right?

Yeah.

I just never imagined

that I could fall for a Red.

And me a Blue. No way.

My whole life, my mum raised me

to hate you guys, you Reds.

So, this could never work.

Could it?

Well, a Red and a Blue,

it just can't be.

Can it?

Look!

It's kind of like snowing, but it's not.

Oh, baby, you know, I getting into this

now. See, the trick is to go like...

Then you get them all with one.

You don't have to...

Ah! I wish that we could all come back

and do this tomorrow.

And, uh... I promise,

your secret is safe with me.

Well, should we?

I can do 11:
45.

Not soon enough.

Hey, Shroom. What's up, button head?

Careful there. You're going to chip

something. What's eating you?

How? How?

- Mum!

- Gnomeo!

How could this have happened?

Where were you?

I was...

I was nowhere.

Don't worry, Mum.

I'll make it up to you.

How?! Redbrick and his hoodlums

have destroyed

the most beautiful thing

we Blues have.

Your father planted her.

We raised her from a seedling.

Those blasted Reds! Come on, Gnomeo!

We'll make them pay!

Every last one of them!

Every last one?

My dad can really pick them.

Can't he just?

- Oh! This is painful.

- Oh! Sweet torture.

- Ooh, shiny, shiny.

- Nanette?

Gnomeo.

OK.

Huh?

Juliet, no, wait!

I... I...

A Blue! A Blue!

- Abort, abort the mission!

- What, what happened?

Uh... The nozzle jammed. Let's go.

Gnomeo?

Hmm...

Such a big hat

for such a small gnome.

So, you boys fancy a little bit of fun?

Let's take this baby out into the alley.

Then what are we going to do?

We're going to have a smashing time.

Aw, come on, Juliet.

It's not as bad as all that.

Is that your big move on a second date?

You wine them, dine them,

and then spray them with weedkiller?

You've got to admit, it is original.

Hola!

My fellow funsters are back already.

Juliet, be reasonable! I didn't have

a choice after "Incident Wisteria."

How do you think that looks?

Just a toilet, in the middle of a yard,

with nothing growing out of it.

- You Blues are so infuriating!

- Wait a minute. Us Blues?

- So, what you guys want to do?

- Featherstone, we're busy!

Come on, guys! Let us have some fun!

Let me tell you something

about you Reds.

Us Reds?

Can't we all just laugh about this?

I know your little mushroom dude can.

- Featherstone!

- Featherstone!

- We're in the middle of something!

- You wouldn't understand.

- Do you mind?

- Just leave us alone!

Right. I'm sorry.

You know, sometime

I get a little overexcited.

Especially having such

great new friends. Like you, and...

But I know I can be a bit... much.

Wait, Featherstone. Hey...

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