Peter Rabbit Page #6

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for you to hear,

but he did it.

He detonated it.

He's a rabbit.

I know.

But somehow,

he found the detonator,

and he took his paw...

And he did all that to come between us.

He's a rabbit!

All right. Okay. Let's be reasonable.

For a start, you know

they rob from the garden.

Did you know they set traps in my bed?

So when I woke up,

I hurt my little ngers!

And then they used

electricity against me,

which we invented,

but they modied for

their own nefarious purposes!

And they saw the Bananagrams,

they saw the bicycle ride,

they saw the walk in the park.

And where did they get

the jackets? We don't know!

But they've been there all along.

You're a crazy person.

I can't believe I thought I liked you.

You do like me.

And I like you. That's...

Are you okay, sweeties?

I'm sorry.

Come on.

Let's get away from this evil man.

I'm sorry.

Yes, so am I.

Another day? I can't believe it!

This is so exciting!

I know, right?

Can you believe it?

Although, things aren't going

so great now,

so maybe last night should've been it!

This wasn't part of the plan, huh?

Hello, sweetie.

Come in.

I'm so sorry about your home.

It's all my fault. I should never

have invited him into our lives.

He's such an idiot,

and going after you like that

when you've done

absolutely nothing to goad him.

You're just going about your business,

a complete innocent.

Sad truth is, though,

I actually kind of fell for him.

I could have loved him, even.

I should see about a train ticket.

I messed up, guys.

Really bad.

If this were based on a different

kind of storybook,

Peter's parents would say

something like...

You haven't really been trying

to protect Bea.

You're just scared of losing her.

But sharing love is not losing love.

Love is innite.

You think we loved you any less

after we had the girls?

Be honest with yourself, Peter,

and go with your heart.

You've got a good one.

But it's not based

on that kind of storybook,

so this is what they said.

Thomas!

I thought it was you.

I've been trying to call you.

I'm sorry, there's

no reception in Windermere.

How barbaric.

On the contrary,

it's one of its many beauties.

I have some good news.

Bannerman's no longer with us.

-He died.

-Earring infection in both ears.

Said it was the stress

of working here for one day.

Quit, moved to France, of course.

-I'm sorry, is he dead?

-No.

I thought maybe "moving

to France" was a euphemism.

The job's yours if you want it,

pending a psychological evaluation,

but you seem much better.

Interested?

Where would I find men's scarves?

-Lower ground.

-Lower ground.

Just take the escalator down.

Right, right, left.

With your hip-to-waist ratio,

I'd suggest a green check.

You work here?

Do you?

Do you?

I'm thinking.

-Do you?

- | ...

I'm gonna go make this right.

I've wrecked our home.

I've wrecked Bea's home.

I'm a real home-wrecker.

Think I'm using

that expression properly.

I got us into this,

and I let you all down.

I'm really sorry.

I prepared a speech.

"I got us into this,

"and I let you all down.

"I'm really sorry."

I guess that was the whole thing.

Kind of crushed it the rst time.

I shouldve listened to you, Benjamin.

Notjust about this, about everything.

You're so much wiser than me.

It wasn't about the garden.

I don't know where I'd be without you.

In a pie, probably.

Probably.

And I should've been

a better big brother.

Truth is,

I'm a little lost without Mum and Dad.

I miss them so much.

-So do we.

-Yeah.

Me, too.

So, are we good?

This was pretty bad,

even for you.

I'm scared, Peter.

Don't be. I'm gonna fix this.

-What should we do?

-Just make sure

she doesn't leave until I get back.

Should we break both ankles orjust one?

I'm sorry, that was weird.

-Both.

-What?

Just stall her. I won't let you down.

-I promise.

-You can count on us.

Also, I didn't kill old McGregor.

He died of a heart attack.

-We know.

-The whole time.

-We thought you needed a victory.

-Okay, then.

Laser-focused

with a half thought-out plan,

this is what a hero looks like.

Or a lunatic.

The line between the two is very blurry.

Okay, listen up.

Here's what we're going to do.

Wait, why do you get to be in charge?

Because I'm the oldest.

By 16 seconds.

Mopsy. Sweet, sweet Mopsy.

Wait, you both know

that I'm the oldest, right?

Here we go, just gotta... Sorry.

Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry.

Sorry. Sorry. Oh, no, it's leaving.

Wait for me!

Benjamin!

You're coming with me?

Yes, it's my character aw.

But there's no other character

I'd rather have a aw for than you...

I'm so glad you came.

I feel terrible that I hurt you.

I prepared a speech.

"I feel terrible that--"

Benjamin!

No! Benjamin, I'm sorry!

Run! Run, jump! You can do it!

You can... Yes!

Peter, youre a terrible apologizer.

Excuse me, town mouse,

do you know how to get to Harrods?

Absolutely.

Are you boys from the country?

How can you tell?

Brown on brown.

It's a bit matchymatchy.

Come with me, I'll give you

the grand tour.

Plenty to see along the way.

Tower Bridge.

Buckingham Palace.

Guards wearing beavers.

Big Ben.

Much larger than I thought.

View of the skyline.

It's just stunning, but, Johnny,

we're on a time-sensitive mission,

and it seems like

you're drawing it out a bit

because of pride for your hometown.

London's one of the most culturally

significant cities in the world.

What kind of host would I be

if I didn't share it with you?

You're right, if were actually

here, we should see everything.

Thanks, Johnny, we owe you one.

My pleasure. Always happy

to help out a fellow rodent.

Rodent?

It's a shame.

But don't worry, I'll get you

to the train on time.

-Yes!

-Yes!

Who would do such a thing?

I have many enemies.

Okay, he's got to be here.

Where is he? Where is he? Where is he?

A talking bunny doll?

I am a rabbit.

I like carrots.

This isn't happening.

He's just an illusion.

Deep breaths. Deep breaths.

Mr. McGregor.

Remember me from before?

No, no, no, no! ljust want to talk.

I just want to talk.

Rabbits don't talk!

I knew you could talk!

Wait, are you talking

or am I just hallucinating?

Call Security. He's gone crackers again.

You ruined my life!

McGregor!

You got to come back with us.

Back to Bea. She's about to leave.

She's gonna give up painting

and go home.

She wants nothing to do with me.

That's because she thinks

this is all your fault.

But we both know that I had

a little tiny something to do with it.

"Little"?

-"Tiny"?

-Okay, a lot.

I'm not good at owning up

to my mistakes.

I'm working on it.

-McGregor!

- | just hope it's not too late.

I let her down.

It's over.

It's not.

ljust wanted you gone.

I didn't think of anyone but myself.

I'm sorry I electrocuted you.

I'm sorry I put traps on your head.

I'm sorry I rubbed my butt

on your hairbrush.

Wait. Wait. What?

Nothing. Stay focused.

Please come back. Not for me.

-For Bea.

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