The Borrowers Page #4

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Arrietty!

Peagreen!

Etts!

Peagreen!

Peagreen?

Peagreen!

[homily sobbing]

It's all right.

They're not here.

Look.

They're going

to the new house!

She's a clever girl.

Oh, thank heavens!

For a moment,

I thought...

I can hardly bear to think

of what I thought.

Looks as though someone's

gone insane with fury.

Arrietty does tend to have

that effect on people.

True, but even so...

What kind of a monster

would do such a thing?

"Ocious P. Potter."

Arrietty:
Whee!

Jeff:
Sic 'em, smelly.

Oh, that was fun,

wasn't it?

Fun? You must be missing

part of your brain.

Oh, shut up, squirt.

Come on.

[Mr. Smelly panting]

Jeff:
Come on.

Oh, no,

they've got a dog.

So?

Well...

Dogs are

really good at...

Smelling.

[Mr. Smelly whimpering]

Ok, follow me.

[cooing]

Uhh...Uhh...Aah!

Peagreen!

[clanging]

[Peagreen yelling]

Help!

[Mr. Smelly barks]

Caught one!

Ah...I was hoping

I'd run into you.

Potter:
Not again.

I swung by and got you

a tube of dreamie cream.

Best thing for burns.

I use it all the time.

[sniffing]

Now, let's see,

They recommend

application

Just before bedtime.

Given the urgency

of your situation,

You might just

want to go right ahead.

You went all the way

down to the store

And picked that up

just for me?

Yes, sir.

Don't you have

better things to do,

Like fight crime?

You see, I'm a great

believer in the simple,

Personal, dare I say,

intimate service.

Well, there,

I've said it.

You can only put out

one fire at a time.

Peagreen:
Aah!

My maternal

grandmother would--

You know, I could stand here

and listen to you all day,

But I gotta go.

Oh, I'm sorry

to hear that, sir.

I've greatly enjoyed talking

to you, as it happens.

Well, good day,

gentlemen.

Good luck

with the face.

Aah! Arrietty!

Jeff:

Mr. Milkman!

Potter:

Stop that milk float!

Mr. Milkman!

Mr. Milkman!

Mr. Milkman!

Mr. Milkman!

Arrietty:
Peagreen!

Peagreen!

Peagreen.

[crying]

What are you

crying about?

Who said that?

You're a borrower.

Well, I was

the last time I looked.

I didn't think there were

any more of us left.

Yeah? Well, here I am.

Living proof.

My name's spiller.

Spud spiller.

I'm Arrietty clock.

Oh! You're an innie.

That explains it all.

An innie?

You know,

a house borrower.

Someone who depends

on beans for a living.

I don't depend on anyone,

thank you.

Now, if you'll excuse me,

I have to find my brother.

They've taken him

to the dairy.

Come with me.

Mr. Milkman!

Stop that

milk float!

Mr. Milkman!

Mr. Milkman!

Mr. Milkman!

Potter:

Stop! Please!

Mr. Potter?

Here we are.

It was a water pipe

in the olden days.

Now it's

the spiller expressway.

And this is

the spiller express.

You actually ride around

in this thing?

Sure.

Wow. You're a lot braver

than you look.

Don't be scared, innie.

It's just a roller skate

with a can of paint on top.

It's perfectly safe.

I'm not scared.

And I do wish you'd

stop calling me that.

Why?

It's what you are.

Innies

live in houses.

So you're an innie.

So, if I'm an innie,

what does that make you, then?

An outie?

That's me.

An outie with

a Rusty roller skate.

[whistling]

[bicycle bell ringing]

[bicycle bell

continues ringing]

Arrietty:
Wow.

I've never seen anywhere

like this.

It's an automated

bottling plant.

A what?

Oh, no.

What?

Come on.

% green bottles %

% sitting on the wall %

% green bottles %

% sitting on the wall %

Aah!

[grunting]

Hang on, Peagreen!

Arrietty!

Hurry--aah!

Arrietty:
Peagreen,

are you ok?

Oh, I hate this place.

Follow me.

The door's locked,

Mr. Clock.

Put us

up against the grill.

% one little boy %

% sitting on the wall %

% one little boy %

% sitting on the wall %

There he is!

Oh, no! He's heading

towards the milk!

Peagreen's stuck

in a bottle, Mr. Clock,

And we can't get in.

Well, try up there.

And, Pete,

I need a pen and a pin

And a piece

of scribbling paper...

Peagreen!

Up here!

Peagreen, don't worry.

This is spiller.

He's an outie.

He's here to rescue you.

Call me spud.

Hello, spud.

[whirring noises]

Right.

[whimper]

What is it, boy?

Can you smell

tiny people?

Ahh.

Cheese.

Ha.

Well, don't eat

too much.

You know

what it does to you.

Not bad for an outie

with a Rusty roller skate.

Peagreen,

grab onto the rope!

Can't I stay here

until it stops?

The bottle is about to be

filled with milk!

But I don't

like milk.

I know!

[hissing]

[gasp]

I'm gonna be milked!

Gonna be milked!

I'm gonna be milked!

Grab it, Peagreen,

grab it!

[grunts]

Yes. Well done, Peagreen.

Now hold on tight.

Yeah.

Help me pull!

He's getting too close!

Come on, Peagreen!

No!

Peagreen!

Peagreen!

No!

Get out,

Peagreen!

Aah!

Peagreen!

No!

Help!

What now, spiller?

What do we do now?

[glass shatters]

End of the line,

vermin!

That's him!

Spiller, we're gonna

be smashed!

[gasping]

Ready?

Ready.

Arrietty,

I've got an idea!

Arrietty:

Almost. Try again.

Yes!

Ready?

Jump!

Whoa!

Oof!

Huh?

[alarm beeping]

[pipes gurgling]

Huh?

[aoogah]

Say "cheese."

Oh!

Aah!

[breathing heavily]

Cheese.

Help!

Fire!

Yes!

[sputters]

Yiiiii!

Oh!

Oh!

[gasps]

Peagreen!

Peagreen!

Speak to me, Peagreen!

Speak to me!

[coughs]

Peagreen.

Come on, come on.

Oh, I hate milk.

Ah, you're alive!

Well done, Peagreen!

You're alive!

Peagreen! Peagreen!

My baby, my baby.

Ohh, my baby.

Uh, ok, mum.

Well done.

Ok, mum.

Heh, uh, ok.

My baby. Yes.

Ok, mum.

Dad!

Dad! Peagreen! Mum!

Arrietty! Well done!

You scared me.

Oh, we're all

together again.

Ohh.

Who's this?

Dad, mum, Peagreen,

This is spiller.

Oh, thanks

for the coat.

You never told me

your dad was an outie.

He is?

You are?

I was.

That was before

I met your mother.

Go, go!

My, my, my.

What a treat.

The whole thieving little

family together at last.

Don't you dare

call us thieves.

We don't steal.

We borrow.

Really? Well, excuse me

while I borrow this.

Hey! Put me down!

Oh, Etts,

you're so brave.

Now...

I think I'll borrow you.

Run, everybody!

Aah!

This way!

Come to daddy.

Aah!

Aah!

Gotcha!

[continuously

breaking wind]

Too much cheese.

[breaking wind louder]

[tape unrolling]

[grunting]

Stick around!

Arrietty:
Mum! Dad!

[straining]

Hey!

Pizza face!

What are you doing,

spiller?

Yeah, over here,

you great monstrosity!

Are you talking

to me,

You poisonous

little rodent?

Yeah, I'm talking to you,

fatso!

Spiller,

be quiet.

I bet you think

Just because

you're bigger than us

You can do whatever

you like, don't you?

Yeah, as a matter

of fact, I do.

I bet you couldn't

get a girlfriend.

Whoa!

I'm thinking perhaps

being smothered

By 2 tons of low-fat

dairy cheese

Would be just too good

for you.

No!

Spiller!

Spiller!

Leave him alone!

[grunting]

Any last words?

Yeah...

Good luck with the face,

fatso!

Whoa!

[thrumming]

No!

You know, I'd love

to stay and watch,

But I got a date

with destruction.

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