Wallace & Gromit: Vengeance Most Fowl (2024) Movie Script
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RAIN PATTERS
THUNDER RUMBLES
LINE CONNECT TONE
Ello, ello, ello?
Oh, is that the police?
We've got someone here you
might be interested in.
Mm-hm!
I think we've just
foiled a robbery!
SIREN WAILS
REPORTERS CLAMOUR
DOOR SLAMS SHUFeathers McGraw, you have been found
guilty of the attempted robbery
of the Blue Diamond.
If not for the actions of
two upstanding citizens,
you would have succeeded
in your wicked plan.
Therefore, it is the decision of
this court that, for the rest of
your natural life, you be removed
to a high-security institution.
CHILDREN LAUGH
There's no escape from here.
So don't even think about it.
THEY GASP
CELL DOOR SLAMS
ALARM CLOCK RINGS
LOUD WHIRRING
BUZZER
INTERCOM: Get me up, Gromit!
Another great day of
inventing beckons!
Ha-ha!
Oh-ho!
Oh, top dog!
Here we go-o-o-o!
Wahey!
Oh, lovely!
VACUUM WHIRS
Ooh! Tickles!
Oh, oh!
Ooh!
Wahey!
Wa-a-a-hey!
We-e-eee!
Woohoo!
Ooh...!
Hoo-hoo!
Huh? Oh.
Oh!
Ah!
Hit it, Gromit!
Wahe-e-eey!
DING!
Ugh!
Morning, Gromit!
Oh!
How's my favourite pooch, hmm?
Oh, you do look after me, lad.
MUTTERING: Oh,
very interesting...
Oh, I must say...
Mm.
Oh, yes...
Mm. Hmm.
Mm!
Mm... Mm!
Cracking toast, Gromit.
Oh, dear. More bills?
Inventing doesn't
come cheap, does it?
Maybe I'm just making
too many gadgets.
Oh, don't worry, lad.
We'll think of something.
You look like you
need a good pat.
Come here!
That's it, lad!
My new Pat-O-Matic will oblige.
BEEP!
MECHANICAL SQUEAKING
And if you think that's
progress, wait till you see
the next thing I'm working on!
Hmm!
Ooh!
Ha, ha.. Oh...
EXCITEDLY: Ooh...!
BIRDSONG CHORUS
INSECTS BUZZ
GROMIT INHALES DEEPLY
LOW RUMBLING
Look out, lad! Coming through!
Phew!
Don't think I haven't
noticed, Gromit.
You spend ages toiling
away in this garden.
Well, no more!
WALLACE CLAPS
THUD! THUD!
He-hey!
This is my latest
invention - a smart gnome.
Hi!
I'm your Nifty
Odd-Jobbing Robot.
Call me NORBOT!
Norbot, meet Gromit.
Pleased to meet
you, Master Gromit!
He's very friendly.
CHUCKLING: Oh,
steady on, Norbot!
Well, go on, chuck.
Why don't you put him
through his little paces?
He's voice-activated.
Ha-ha! Bit shy, are we?
All right.
Norbot, make Gromit's
garden neat and tidy.
Neat and tidy!
Yes, Mr Wallace!
I've pre-programmed
him for you, lad.
He's watched every episode
of DIY Garden Squad there is.
Only two hours to go, and they
still haven't got the patio down!
Just watch him do all those
tedious gardening tasks.
Chop, chop, chop!
RUMBLING
Mowing!
Oh, ho-ho! Wahey!
More mowing!
WALLACE CHUCKLES
Don't forget the edges.
Strimmer!
Careful, lad.
Pointlessly blowing
leaves around!
Oh, whoops-a-daisy.
Hedge trim!
Last bit of mowing!
I'm a happy nifty Norbot
I love to do a job!
Neat and tidy!
Oh... Oh!
NEIGHBOURS EXCLAIM
Oh, he's a little
treasure, that one.
Amazing job.
And very convenient.
Well, well.
Looks like you've
"made the cut", Norbot.
Better take a bow.
Bowing!
Bowing again! Where did you
get him from? Thank you!
Well, actually, I
made him myself.
What fun! Is he for hire?
Is he for hire? Ha-ha...
Oh... TING
Come on, I need your help.
Not you, lad. Norbot.
Yes, Mr Wallace.
How may I assist?
Come along, Norbot, lad.
We've got work to do.
Righto, Mr Wallace.
It's a crime. That's
what it is, a crime!
That you and I
can't be together.
Mwah!
Not yet, my sweetness.
Soon, though.
KNOCK AT DOOR Oh...! Eh?
Got a mo', Chief? Wha...?
I've just finished my investigation
into that missing bike saddle.
I've got witness interviews, crime
scene reports, full forensics.
Mukherjee...
AND I checked the National
Bike Saddle database.
There isn't one, apparently.
Mukherjee! Chief?
Oh...
How long have you
been with us now?
Since 9am this morning, Chief.
Well, you can forget what you've
learned at training college.
Because at the end of the day,
there's just one thing that matters
in this job - a copper's gut.
Copper's gut, sir? Instinct!
The important
stuff's not up here.
It's down here.
Yeah, I've got quite a
copper's gut meself, actually.
Oh, I can see that, Chief.
I mean, I, uh...
MUKHERJEE LAUGHS NERVOUSLY
I didn't mean I can see...
..it.
Oh! Is that Feathers McGraw?
Oh, what?! Where?!
Oh, that.
Well, there you go
- a copper's gut.
He stole the Blue
Diamond, right?
Oh, he tried.
But he couldn't escape
the long arm of the law.
Oh, yes, I played my part.
PHONE RINGS
Ello, ello, ello?
WALLACE: Oh, is that the police?
The Blue Diamond ended up
back in the museum vault.
I locked it up meself,
well out of harm's way.
Oh, I'd love to crack
a case like that.
You must be dead proud, Chief.
It's not... it's not
about pride, Mukherjee.
It's about duty.
Which is why I've
accepted one last task
before I hang up me truncheon.
Oh?
The new Blue Diamond exhibition.
The diamond's going
back on display?
Oh, aye.
I've designed all the
security arrangements meself.
Foolproof.
Yeah!
Well, not unless Feathers
cuts a hole in that skylight.
Skylight?
Or he removes the back
plate off the air con.
Air what?
Oh! Actually, he could just
get in through the gift shop.
There's a gift shop?!
Look, Feathers isn't
going to get in, is he?
He's safely banged
up in the zoo.
Literally doing bird.
Now, I've got a grand
opening to prepare for.
So get out there on the
beat. Burn some shoe leather.
Yes!
Ahem. I mean, yes... sir.
Hrmph!
DOOR SLAMS
WALLACE: Oh, yes.
That's it, Norbot, make
the letters nice and big.
Oh-ho! Oh, that's just smashing.
I think you're going
to like this, Gromit.
Ta-da!
Ta-d-a-aa!
Gnome Improvements!
A gnome-based garden
and maintenance service.
Woohoo! I told you we'd find
a way to pay the bills, lad.
Uh, Norbot?
Haven't you missed something?
Oh! Yes, Mr Wallace.
Oh, yes, very good.
Good job, Norbot.
Oh, yes.
BEEP! BEEP!
Yoo-hoo! Hmm?
Oh, it's Up North News!
Maybe they've heard
about our Norbot.
Oh, this'll be
great for publicity.
And now, Up North News,
presented by Anton Deck!
Good evening.
Now, we've all heard of
cutting-edge technology -
but how about cutting
HEDGE technology?
Hee-hee!
Onya Doorstep has more.
Meet Norbot, the latest
thing in GNOME help.
He's the brainchild of a
smart-thinking local inventor.
Oh, "smart-thinking".
Oh, thank you very much.
So, Wallace, what can
Norbot do around the house?
Oh, well, pretty much
everything, Ms Doorstep.
No job is too small!
I'm a happy nifty Norbot
I like to trim the hedge!
Ta-da!
Artistic!
I've been testing him out
here in my own garden,
and he's done a cracking
job, as you can see.
He certainly seems very
user-friendly, to use the jargon.
So, what inspired you to create
this handy device, Mr Wallace?
Oh, I've always loved inventing.
Making things that help people.
And Norbot is so very helpful.
I'd say he's my greatest
invention so far.
We charge him up every night,
and the next day he's
raring to go again.
He seems very obliging.
Oh, whatever your
problem... he's the answer!
Well, sounds like this
little gnome is going to make
a huge difference around here.
This is Onya Doorstep,
for Up North News.
Cage inspection!
CAGE DOOR OPENS
Move aside, jailbird!
All clear.
SCOFFING: What a deadbeat.
Don't know why everybody
thinks he's so clever.
DOOR SLAMS
AI, lad!
See how embracing technology
makes our life better?
I mean, thanks to that handy
device, we haven't had to
use the old teapot for years.
Ha-ha!
Oh, yes, tech -
that's the thing.
So long as it knows
who's boss, of course.
NORBOT WHIRS RAPIDLY
Ho-ho! Oh, look at him go!
Ta-da!
Oh!
A Wallace onesie!
Oh, that's champion
that is, Norbot.
Oh-ho!
A Wallace onesie!
Oh.
Oh, I think this'll
fit perfectly.
Perfectly!
CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYS
DOOR OPENS
NORBOT HUMS TUNELESSLY
Evening, Master Gromit.
MUSIC CUTS OUBUTTON CLICKS
MECHANICAL WHIRRING
Norbot recharge time!
NORBOT GURGLES LOUDLY
NORBOT TRILLS LOUDLY
NORBOT GURGLES
PULSING HUM
NORBOT POWERS DOWN
NORBOT TRILLS LOUDLY
PULSING HUM
Recharge nearly 1%.
NORBOT GURGLES
Recharge time re-activated.
NORBOT GURGLES
Recharge nearly 2%.
SWITCH CLICKS
COMPUTER HUMS
NORBOT GURGLES
THUNDER RUMBLES
THUNDER RUMBLES
SAW SCRAPES
METALLIC CLANGING
GEARS CLANK
THUNDER RUMBLES
BRICK SCRAPES
GEARS CLICK SLOWLY
ZOOKEEPER SNORES
SNORING CONTINUES
BEEPING
ZOOKEEPER SNUFFLES
SNEEZE BREWS
Ah...
Hmm...
Ah, ah...!
Mm...
QUIET SNORING
ERROR MESSAGE ALERKEYPAD CLACKS
KEYPAD CLACKS
KEYPAD CLACKS
COMPUTER CHIMES
JINGLE PLAYS Welcome
to my Top Secret Files!
FEATHERS CRACKS NECK
THUNDER RUMBLES
KEYPAD CLACKS
RAPID BEEPING
ELECTRICAL PULSING
NORBOT BABBLES
ELECTRICAL WHINE
ELECTRICITY POWERS DOWN
New instructions received!
THUNDER CRASHES
No job is too small!
POWER TOOLS WHIR
METALLIC CLANGING
TOOLS WHIR NOISILY
THUNDER RUMBLES
THUNDER BOOMS
ALARM CLOCK RINGS
MECHANICAL WHIRRING
BEEPING
WALLACE: Get me up, Gromit!
We've got a right
busy day ahead.
BUZZER
Thanks, lad! We-e-e-e!
DOOR OPENS
FOOTSTEPS THUD
MECHANICAL CLICKING
WALLACE: Ooh!
Ho-ho!
Morning, team.
Mm.
Ooh, loads of new messages.
BEEP
Gnome Improvements? I
saw you on the telly.
Could Norbot come and mow my...?
..new lily pond...
..with a stump-grinder...
..and put well-rotted manure...
..inside my conservatory!
Talk about celebrity, lad.
He's a household GNOME!
WALLACE CHUCKLES
At this rate, we'll need
a whole army of Norbots.
Ho-ho! Oh...
NORBOT CLAPS
RHYTHMIC THUDDING
Hmm?
Eh?
SPOON RATTLES
THUDDING INTENSIFIES
NORBOTS STOMP LOUDLY
What on earth?!
Hmm?
More Norbots for Mr Wallace.
Uh...
WALLACE LAUGHS NERVOUSLY
Uh... Oh.
Well, that IS smart.
It's like he knows what we need
before we even know ourselves.
Ha! The more
gnomes, the merrier!
Right, Gromit?
The more gnomes, the merrier.
NORBOTS: Yes, Mr Wallace!
Ha-ha! What could
possibly go wrong?
That's it, up you go.
Aha!
A bit of fine tuning...
Oh, that's good.
No need for us to go
with them, Gromit.
I just track them with
my new GNOMING device.
Mm...
Ah! Lovely tea.
All we have to do is sit back and
let the machines take the strain.
Right, Gromit?
Gromit?
Gromit? Gromit!
INTERCOM: I said we don't
need to go with them.
Don't you trust my
inventions, lad?
I don't know.
Hmm. Never mind.
Time to unleash the gnomes!
Go! Go! Go!
Woohoo!
Ha-ha!
Wahey!
Sick!
Yeah! Rad!
Oh, yes. All
present and correct.
Remember, I want you all working
like a finely-tuned machine.
Ow!
Oh!
We're happy, nifty Norbots
We love to do our job
When we come round
and fix your house
We make up quite a mob
We dig and paint
and plant and snip
We break our little backs
And never stop to have a brew
Cos we got battery packs...
This is the police!
Come down quietly. You're only
making this harder on yourself.
Beep, beep!
Beep, beep! Coming through!
Ah! Oh!
Oh...!
Patio chop!
Oh, we're jolly useful Norbots
We do all sorts of stuff
When we get asked to do a
task we can't work hard enough
We push and pull
and saw and chop
We think our chores are fun
We won't delay
Keep out our way
until the job is done!
The Norbots are a
triumph, Gromit!
We'll soon have
those bills paid off.
Neat and tidy!
DOOR THUDS
NORBOTS HUM TUNE
GROMIT BANGS WINDOW
MECHANICAL WHIRRING
Oh, happy birthday, Mavis.
Oh, smashing!
Oh! What happened
to me glass table?
Oh!
Where's me tools?!
Ah! Where's me shed?!
Where's our drainpipe?!
TYRES SCREECH
PLANT POT SMASHES
BANG!
MECHANICAL WHIRRING
PHONES RING
Hello. Police.
Another burglary?
What's the address?
Hello. Police.
A weather vane? When
did it go missing?
Hello. Police.
LAUGHING: Someone's
pinched your big butt?!
Oh!
WATER butt. I see what you mean.
I... Hang on.
Ahem! Hello.
You have reached
the Old Bill... Ah!
We're experiencing a high
volume of calls at the moment,
so please leave your
crime after the beep.
Beep!
What's going on here?!
Oh, Chief!
It's a spate of burglaries,
like, a proper crimewave.
I can't be dealing
with a crimewave!
I've got enough on
me hands as it is.
What do you think,
blue or black?
For the grand opening.
Uh... blue?
Ah, yeah. See what
you're saying.
Matches the diamond.
Any road, about these robberies -
I've been building this crime wall,
trying to find common
themes and such.
Never... never mind crime walls.
What's your copper's
gut telling you?
Well, all the clues seem to point
to this man, a local inventor.
Wallace?
The upstanding citizen who
helped put Feathers behind bars?
Yeah, hey, why not?
You catch one super villain,
doesn't make you a saint, does it?
Should we say he's
a suspect, then?
Just bring him in and book him.
I've got a speech to write.
Really? Don't we need...
..evidence?
Oh, I don't know.
All these fancy ideas you
get from training college.
Oh...
Right, come on, then!
News just in.
We're getting reports of a
crimewave affecting gardens
across the region.
Onya Doorstep has more.
TV CHANNEL CHANGES
TV: The robots, they're
taking over the world!
They'll destroy us
all, I tell you!
TV POWERS DOWN
Oh, that's a bit hasty, Norbot.
I might have been watching that.
Time to relax, Mr Wallace.
Oh, yes, I do like
a bit of relaxation.
Huh?
Eh?
NORBOT PLAYS LULLABY
I... Ooh!
What's all this in aid of?
Massage, Mr Wallace?
Oh...
Oh, yes...
Oh, that's lovely...
Oh, dear, you are spoiling me.
Snoozy choc?
Oh, I don't mind if I do.
Mm... Come along.
Oh, steady on!
Drink up, Mr Wallace.
Mm...
Hiccup!
WALLACE SNORES
METALLIC SCRAPING
WHEELS SCREECH
MUFFLED BANGING
WALLACE SNORES
TOOLS WHIR
HAMMERS CLINK
TOOLS WHIR
MOLTEN LIQUID HISSES
TOY SQUEAKS
DEFLATING WHISTLE
SQUEAK!
SQUEAK! SQUEAK!
Hmm? Mm?
Hmm...
WALLACE SNORES
VASE CLATTERS
Ooh...! Ah...!
What...! Oh, oh!
Gromit! Oh!
What on earth...?!
What? Is something wrong?
Is it the Norbots?
Well, this had better
be important, lad.
I don't know what's
got into you lately.
Well, I'll go to the
top of my stairs!
That's absolutely...
..spotless!
Oh, look at them.
Oh, yes.
Oh, you are good gnomes, doing all
these chores at this time of night.
I don't know why you were so
keen to show me, though, lad.
Couldn't it have waited
till the morning?
Aw! Ah...
Ho-ho! Daft pooch.
Oh...
Well, I've got a nap to finish
before I turn in for the night.
Oh, yes.
Norbot, my best invention ever.
KNOCK AT DOOR Ooh!
Did you order a pizza,
lad? KNOCKING INTENSIFIES
All right, all right,
hold your horses.
Police! Oh!
CRASH! Oh! Ooh!
Oops. Sorry!
Oh... Give me strength.
Right, let's get this over with.
Get what over with?
We have a warrant to
search your premises. Huh?
Mukherjee, read him his rights.
Eh? Ahem.
Anything you say may be taken down
and used as evidence against you.
But I haven't done anything!
We believe you to be
guilty of theft by gnome.
I'm guilty of theft by gnome?!
Ha-ha! There you go!
He admits it. Write that down.
This is ridiculous.
My Norbots aren't thieves.
They're down in my
workshop right now,
doing a bit of spring cleaning.
There's our evidence, Chief.
All right, check 'em out, then.
Well, I don't see any gnomes.
Eh?
They were here a moment ago.
I don't understand it.
Uh... they must have just
popped out to finish a job.
Look, sunshine, I have not
got time for your games.
Eh?
What...? Where are
you going, Chief?
I'm off to get me
'tache trimmed.
For the big day!
Anyway...
Look, if you need evidence,
Mukherjee, find some.
I don't care what it takes.
Get this man behind
bars, where he belongs.
I want this case
wrapped up, pronto.
Understood, sir.
DOOR SHUTS
Right...
..evidence.
Evidence?
This is PC Mukherjee
calling for backup.
We'll need a van.
A big one.
Uh?
ALARM CLOCK RINGS
Uh, Gromit? Get me up, lad!
There's a good pooch.
Oh, wait a mo'.
You can't, can you?
They've taken all
me inventions away!
For "forensic examination"!
Or something.
Outrageous...
Argh! Ooh!
ECHOING: We believe you to be
guilty of theft by gnome...
They were here a moment ago...
Well, I don't see any gnomes...
Who needs technology, anyway?
Pah! Not me.
Oh! Ah!
Whoa!
Ah, that's nippy!
A-a-a-agh!
Who-o-o-o-o-oa!
Ooh!
Ooh, me begonias...
PAINT CAN CLATTERS
WALLACE: Oh, I think I
need a cup of tea, lad.
GLASSES CLINK
GLASS SMASHES
DRIPPING WATER ECHOES
WALLACE GROANS
Oh, ooh... Right, tea.
I suppose we'll just have
to make it the old way.
Ouch!
Oh! Ooh...
How do you do this, now?
I haven't used one
of these for so long,
I've forgotten how they work.
WALLACE GRUNTS
It's broken!
There's clearly been a mistake.
My Norbots are innocent.
You believe me, don't you, lad?
Don't you, lad?
Oh...
Well, I think you've said
quite enough, Gromit.
You've never trusted
my Norbot, have you?
And I made him just for you.
Mark my words, the police will
be back soon enough to apologise.
KNOCK AT DOOR
Ah, what did I tell you? Ha-ha!
There they are now.
Everything will be right as
rain before you can say...
Nasty, crooked,
thieving little toe rag!
Huh?
Scoundrel! Where's our stuff?
I want a refund!
What have your gnomes
done with me bath tub?!
And where's me glasses?!
Oh, they're on me head. Sorry!
Where's my big butt?!
I'm live outside the
West Wallaby Street house
of the evil
inventor, Mr Wallace.
Evil?
Don't you mean smart-thinking?
Oh, you think it's smart
to teach gnomes to steal?
No!
But if only my gnomes were here,
maybe I could clear my name.
CHUCKLING: Well,
where are the gnomes?
For the last time, I don't know!
Oh, yeah? Very convenient.
CROWD CHANTS: Where are the
gnomes?! Where are the gnomes?!
Where are the gnomes?!
Where are the gnomes?!
Where are the gnomes?! Where are
the gnomes?! Where are the gnomes?!
Where are the
gnomes?! Where are...
Oh, oh!
This is a nightmare, Gromit!
The police want to throw me in
jail, the neighbours all hate me,
and the press think I'm evil!
And how am I supposed
to find my gnomes,
if they've taken
me gnoming device?
ENGINE SPUTTERS
ENGINE TURNS OVER
GROMIT REVS ENGINE
Wha...?
Never mind Scotland Yard.
Looks more like a
scrapyard in here.
It's Wallace's stuff, Chief. You
told me to find some evidence.
I didn't mean take the
whole flippin' house!
I mean, what's THIS in aid of?
Oh! Chief, I wouldn't...
Ah! Oh! Ow!
Ah! Ah! Ah! Ow!
Gerroff!
That gizmo just assaulted
a police officer!
Add that to t'list of
charges, Mukherjee.
But that's just it, sir.
There's nothing here to pin
Wallace to the burglaries.
They're his gnomes, aren't they?
I'm just... I'm getting
the feeling that...
..well, he may not be our man.
That Wallace is a wrong 'un!
End of story.
Now, if you don't mind, we'll
deal with that villain later.
Right now, we've got
important duties to attend to
up at the museum. But, sir...
It's my big day, Mukherjee, the
culmination of 40 years of service.
Nothing can go wrong.
Uh, no, sir.
We have to stay focused.
Watch like hawks.
Absolutely, sir.
Miss nothing.
BOARD SLAMS
Huh? Eh?
Hmm. Oh.
CONSOLE BEEPS
ENGINE REVS
HORN BLARES
TYRES SQUEAL
CONSOLE BEEPS
LOW RUMBLING
BEEPING QUICKENS
ELEPHANT TRUMPETS
MONKEYS CHATTER
WATER BUBBLES
SQUEAK!
BAGPIPES PLAY
Agh!
SPLASH!
SAW SCRAPES
GROMIT WHINES
Ah.
Oh!
Reset mode activated!
NORBOT GROANS
WATER GURGLES
LOW SNARLING
LION SNORTS
LION ROARS
LION GRUMBLES
LION GRUNTS
NORBOT GROANS
ELECTRONIC BEEPING
Restored to inventor settings.
Hi!
I'm your Nifty
Odd-Jobbing Robot.
Call me NORBOT!
LION SNARLS
Initiating pruning process!
SCISSORS SNIP
Neat and tidy!
LION ROARS
MUSIC: Toccata and Fugue
in D minor by JS Bach
SONAR PINGS
Set coordinates.
Target located!
Two degrees west. Tracking.
CONSOLE BEEPS
No job is too small!
Neat and tidy!
Wa-ha-hey!
Right, here we go, then.
This is it, Mukherjee.
Are we ready?
Couldn't be readier, Chief.
I'm a happy nifty Norbot
I love to do a job...
It's been my great pride over the
years to serve this community,
knowing there's nothing more
reassuring than the sight
of an uninformed
police officer...
Hmm?
Ahem!
Sorry?
Oh! Uniformed!
UNIFORMED police officer.
Can't read me own writing.
Anyway, now I have one
final, happy duty to perform.
Contact imminent.
Going up!
FLUSH!
Coming through!
NORBOT BABBLES
TYRES SCREECH
Ladies and gentlemen, shall we?
LOCKED DOORS BANG
And there we have it,
ladies and gentlemen.
Safely on display
for all posterity...
..the Blue Diamond!
Oh!
It's not as shiny
in real life, is it?
You what?
Wha...?!
That's a flippin' turnip!
SHOCKED GASPS
You did check inside
the sack, Chief,
before you put it in the vault?
Erm...
Oh...
Right, anyone fancy a pint?
O-o-o-h...
So, if you've been guarding
a turnip all these years,
then where is the Blue Diamond?!
CONSOLE BEEPS
HE PLAYS DISCORDANT NOTES Oh...
Gnomes have gone.
Gadgets have gone.
Even me dog's gone.
DEEP RUMBLING Uh?
What on earth...?
WALLACE GASPS
I didn't know it could do that.
What the dickens!
DOOR CREAKS
Come in, Gromit.
Everything's fine.
Just come straight in.
MUFFLED: Oh...! Gromit...!
AS WALLACE: Everything's
fine. Just come straight in.
NORBOTS: Everything's
fine. Everything's fine.
Everything's fine. Everything's
fine. Everything's fine.
This is a disaster!
This has made me the
laughing stock of the town.
Uh, sir, are you OK?
I'm fine! I've just got
an allergy to turnips.
Should we haul Feathers in, sir?
He had the diamond last.
No...
No, he didn't.
What?
You mean...? Exactly.
Come on!
OWL HOOTS
WALLACE GROANS
Sorry I couldn't warn you, lad!
I got grabbed by the Norbots.
A very unpleasant experience.
Turns out they are
bad, after all.
I just don't get it.
Why would me own
gnomes turn against me?
A chicken?! Behind all this?
Good grief!
It's you!
Again!
But you're supposed
to be locked up.
Well, you won't get away
with it, you know...
..whatever it is you're
trying to get away with.
Eh?
Oh?
Oh, fancy a cup tea, do you?
Oh, the cheek of it!
Well, I wouldn't bother with
that teapot - it doesn't work.
Eh?
TEAPOT SMASHES
What...?
Well, butter me crumpets!
It can't be!
It's the Blue Diamond!
He must have switched
it all that time ago.
Oh, is that the police?
We've got someone here you
might be interested in.
He's a slippery one.
Oh, so that's your plan!
You get away scot-free
with the diamond,
and everyone thinks I'm the
evil inventor who stole it.
Why, that's...! That's...
..vengeance most foul!
Uh?
LOCK CLICKS
Oi, let us out!
ENGINE SPUTTERS
ALL: Brrm! Brrm-brrm!
Brrm! Brrm-brrm!
Ne-e-e-e-e-e-eewr!
Eee-e-e-e-e!
Brrm! Ne-e-e-e-eewr!
I can't believe someone's
nicked me bike saddle!
I know, sir.
Sorry, sir. You took
me off that case.
Still, we've got our culprit.
Yeah, all this time, Wallace just
wanted the diamond for himself!
So, you were right
all along, Chief.
He IS a wrong 'un.
Aye, too right.
And if he thinks he's got away with
this, he's got another think coming.
Oh, this is all my fault, lad.
I only ever meant to invent GOOD
things - things that help people.
I never imagined they could
be used for wrong-doing.
DOOR OPENS
FOOTSTEPS APPROACH
Oh, 'eck. It's the law.
I'm done for now.
Morning, Mr Wallace!
Master Gromit.
Norbot! Where have YOU been?
No job is too small!
Sounds like he's back to
his nifty odd-jobbing self.
We're saved! Ha-ha!
Neat and tidy!
Uh? LOCK CLICKS
Wait, Norbot! Come back!
Don't worry, lad.
He's voice-activated.
VACUUM WHIRS
Norbot!
I'm a happy nifty
Norbot WALLACE: Norbot!
I love to clean the house...
Norbo-o-o-ot!
Norbot!
Norbot! Norbot!
Oh... Huh?
Steady on.
Huh?
What ARE you up to, lad?
Huh?
MOTOR GROWLS
Hardly the time to
start leaf-blowing!
What on earth...! Agh!
Wahey!
Gro-o-o-omit!
Collision warning!
Right, someone's got
a big surprise coming.
Sorry! Chief,
they're getting away!
Chief?
DOORBELL RINGS
Did we get 'em?
Born free
As free as the wind blows
As free as the
grass grows...
Careful!
Oh!
There's Feathers!
Nice work, Gromit.
Let's get after the bounder.
More speed, Mr Wallace?
Eh?!
Whoa!
Steady, Norbot.
Take her up, Gromit.
Hand over the diamond,
you little tyke!
Norbot, fetch!
Righto!
That's it. That's it, Norbot.
Whoa!
By 'eck!
Banana alert!
Skidding!
A-a-a-a-agh!
NORBOTS SCREAM
Ow! Ow! Ouch!
There he is. After him!
Wa-a-a-ah! Oh!
Norbot, stop this thing!
Yes, Mr Wallace.
Not like tha-a-a-a-at!
WALLACE SCREAMS
Emergency stop complete.
WALLACE GROANS
Oh...
ELECTRICAL FIZZING
ENGINE THRUMS
Gromit...!
Whoa!
DOG WALKER HUMS
Ha-ha-ha!
There they are, Chief!
Ah, nice-looking
narrow boat, that.
Bit like mine.
Hang on a sec...
That IS mine!
Hey! Stop in the
name of the law!
NORBOTS YELL
It's no use, lad.
If only there was some
way of rebooting them.
Oh...
I'm a happy nifty Norbot
I like to clean the boat!
Ah!
Oh!
Oh?
Another invention?
Are you sure, lad?
Right, then, technical
assistance is on its way.
Can't believe he nicked me boat!
And you thought he was innocent!
Oh! I think...
I think that's
Feathers McGraw, Chief!
They're trying to
stop Feathers McGraw!
Feathers McGraw?!
Don't be ridiculous.
He's banged up in the zoo.
That's just an innocent nun,
out for a pleasure cruise.
I just think maybe Wallace
has been unfairly portrayed
as a crazed inventor.
MECHANICAL CLANKING Huh? Huh?
WALLACE CACKLES
Oh, this'll work a treat!
Eh? To a certain extent...
What the...?
What's he done with me
vintage boot collection?!
OK, Gromit, let's
give those gnomes
a good reboot up the backside!
TOOT! TOOT!
Ha-ha! Missed!
Bull's-eye!
Reset mode activated!
It's working, lad. Ha-ha!
Give it more welly!
Take that!
Hoodlums!
Reset mode activated!
Reset mode activated!
This has gone far enough.
Chief Inspector Mac.
All units, pursue
and arrest Wallace...
Oh! Agh!
Sorry, Chief! I'm using me gut.
Calling all units.
Head to the border.
Suspect is NOT Wallace,
but a small nun in
charge of a canal boat!
You're in big
trouble, Mukherjee!
Yeah, this is going on your
assessment report, this!
GURGLING: Reset mode activated!
Hi, I'm your Nifty
Odd-Jobbing Robot... Hi!
Call me Norbot... I'm your
Nifty Odd-Jobbing Robot...
Pleased to meet
you... Call me...
Caught a few tiddlers, have you?
Good lad.
Now we've got him!
Eh? Where's he gone?
ENGINE REVS
Uh?
Hi! Call me Norbot... I'm your
Nifty Odd-Jobbing Robot...
Call me Norbot...
Pleased to meet you...
Call me Norbot...
Well done, lad.
We've got hi-i-i-i-im!
Grom...
..it!
Don't let him get a-waaaaaay!
Woooooooaaaaahhhh!
WAAAAH!
Ooh! Sorry!
Huh?!
Hmm!
Oh, Gromit!
Oh!
Oh, lummy!
Huh?
Why, ya...!
WALLACE YELLS
Ouch!
SIRENS WAIL
TYRES SCREECH
GASPS I knew it was
Feathers McGraw!
Quick, close the gate.
CREAKS, ENGINE RUMBLES
RAILINGS RATTLE
CLUNK! CLUNK!
Gromiiiit!
WHIMPERS
CREAKING
CREAKING
Give him the diamond, lad.
I can live without inventing,
but I can't live
without... GULPS
..me best pal!
WIND BLOWS
CREAKING
TRAIN TOOTS
Wha...
Huh?
CREAKING
No!
IN SLOW-MOTION: Gromiiiiiiiit!
Nooooooo!
Hi, I'm your Nifty Odd-jobbing
Robot! Call me Norbot.
ALL: How may I help you?
No job is too small!
ALL: Aww!
I knew you'd embrace
technology in the end, lad.
Thank goodness you're safe.
All right! Break it up!
This is a crime scene now.
Chief! Chief!
I haven't got time for
your apologies, Mukherjee.
Just arrest Wallace for...
TRAIN TOOTS Flippin' Nora!
It IS Feathers McGraw!
And he's got the diamond.
Aw, that's ruined me
retirement, that has!
Wait. What? THEY LAUGH
Hey! The old turnip switcheroo!
Oh, cracking move, lad!
NORBOTS: Wahey! Cracking
move, lad! Bravo!
Ha! That told him, Gromit.
He's a bad egg, that one,
and a scoundrel to boot.
TRAIN TOOTS
I think you should
have this, Officer.
Well, considering
what I've just seen,
it looks like Mukherjee was
right about you being innocent.
You mean, I'm not going to jail?
No. Thanks to the instincts
of a fine young copper.
You're a natural, Mukherjee!
Ah, thanks, Chief.
That means a lot.
Happy retirement, sir.
Well, this is a TURNIP for
the books, eh, lad? Hmm!
NORBOTS LAUGH
Oh, yes! Very funny, Mr Wallace!
Ooh!
Hmm.
Oh, yes.
SIGHS
Oh, oi! Eh? What's... OI!
Can't you read, Sonny Jim?
Maximum speed
4mph. SIREN BLARES
That's three points on
your licence for a start!
Morning, Gromit.
How's my favourite pooch, hmm?
Oh! I've got something
for your garden, lad.
I've repurposed the Pat-O-Matic.
After all, Necessity is the
mother-in-law of Invention.
WALLACE CHUCKLES
Ta-da!
Aw!
But there's some things
a machine just can't do,
eh, lad?
Aww!
CHUCKLES
Aww! Oh, yes!
Hm-hm!
Cheers, me old pal!
I'm a happy nifty Norbot
I like to trim the hedge!
Ta-da!
We're happy nifty Norbots
We love to do our job
When we come round
and fix your house
We make up quite a mob
We dig and paint
and plant and snip
We break our little backs
And never stop to have a brew
cos we got battery packs.
RAIN PATTERS
THUNDER RUMBLES
LINE CONNECT TONE
Ello, ello, ello?
Oh, is that the police?
We've got someone here you
might be interested in.
Mm-hm!
I think we've just
foiled a robbery!
SIREN WAILS
REPORTERS CLAMOUR
DOOR SLAMS SHUFeathers McGraw, you have been found
guilty of the attempted robbery
of the Blue Diamond.
If not for the actions of
two upstanding citizens,
you would have succeeded
in your wicked plan.
Therefore, it is the decision of
this court that, for the rest of
your natural life, you be removed
to a high-security institution.
CHILDREN LAUGH
There's no escape from here.
So don't even think about it.
THEY GASP
CELL DOOR SLAMS
ALARM CLOCK RINGS
LOUD WHIRRING
BUZZER
INTERCOM: Get me up, Gromit!
Another great day of
inventing beckons!
Ha-ha!
Oh-ho!
Oh, top dog!
Here we go-o-o-o!
Wahey!
Oh, lovely!
VACUUM WHIRS
Ooh! Tickles!
Oh, oh!
Ooh!
Wahey!
Wa-a-a-hey!
We-e-eee!
Woohoo!
Ooh...!
Hoo-hoo!
Huh? Oh.
Oh!
Ah!
Hit it, Gromit!
Wahe-e-eey!
DING!
Ugh!
Morning, Gromit!
Oh!
How's my favourite pooch, hmm?
Oh, you do look after me, lad.
MUTTERING: Oh,
very interesting...
Oh, I must say...
Mm.
Oh, yes...
Mm. Hmm.
Mm!
Mm... Mm!
Cracking toast, Gromit.
Oh, dear. More bills?
Inventing doesn't
come cheap, does it?
Maybe I'm just making
too many gadgets.
Oh, don't worry, lad.
We'll think of something.
You look like you
need a good pat.
Come here!
That's it, lad!
My new Pat-O-Matic will oblige.
BEEP!
MECHANICAL SQUEAKING
And if you think that's
progress, wait till you see
the next thing I'm working on!
Hmm!
Ooh!
Ha, ha.. Oh...
EXCITEDLY: Ooh...!
BIRDSONG CHORUS
INSECTS BUZZ
GROMIT INHALES DEEPLY
LOW RUMBLING
Look out, lad! Coming through!
Phew!
Don't think I haven't
noticed, Gromit.
You spend ages toiling
away in this garden.
Well, no more!
WALLACE CLAPS
THUD! THUD!
He-hey!
This is my latest
invention - a smart gnome.
Hi!
I'm your Nifty
Odd-Jobbing Robot.
Call me NORBOT!
Norbot, meet Gromit.
Pleased to meet
you, Master Gromit!
He's very friendly.
CHUCKLING: Oh,
steady on, Norbot!
Well, go on, chuck.
Why don't you put him
through his little paces?
He's voice-activated.
Ha-ha! Bit shy, are we?
All right.
Norbot, make Gromit's
garden neat and tidy.
Neat and tidy!
Yes, Mr Wallace!
I've pre-programmed
him for you, lad.
He's watched every episode
of DIY Garden Squad there is.
Only two hours to go, and they
still haven't got the patio down!
Just watch him do all those
tedious gardening tasks.
Chop, chop, chop!
RUMBLING
Mowing!
Oh, ho-ho! Wahey!
More mowing!
WALLACE CHUCKLES
Don't forget the edges.
Strimmer!
Careful, lad.
Pointlessly blowing
leaves around!
Oh, whoops-a-daisy.
Hedge trim!
Last bit of mowing!
I'm a happy nifty Norbot
I love to do a job!
Neat and tidy!
Oh... Oh!
NEIGHBOURS EXCLAIM
Oh, he's a little
treasure, that one.
Amazing job.
And very convenient.
Well, well.
Looks like you've
"made the cut", Norbot.
Better take a bow.
Bowing!
Bowing again! Where did you
get him from? Thank you!
Well, actually, I
made him myself.
What fun! Is he for hire?
Is he for hire? Ha-ha...
Oh... TING
Come on, I need your help.
Not you, lad. Norbot.
Yes, Mr Wallace.
How may I assist?
Come along, Norbot, lad.
We've got work to do.
Righto, Mr Wallace.
It's a crime. That's
what it is, a crime!
That you and I
can't be together.
Mwah!
Not yet, my sweetness.
Soon, though.
KNOCK AT DOOR Oh...! Eh?
Got a mo', Chief? Wha...?
I've just finished my investigation
into that missing bike saddle.
I've got witness interviews, crime
scene reports, full forensics.
Mukherjee...
AND I checked the National
Bike Saddle database.
There isn't one, apparently.
Mukherjee! Chief?
Oh...
How long have you
been with us now?
Since 9am this morning, Chief.
Well, you can forget what you've
learned at training college.
Because at the end of the day,
there's just one thing that matters
in this job - a copper's gut.
Copper's gut, sir? Instinct!
The important
stuff's not up here.
It's down here.
Yeah, I've got quite a
copper's gut meself, actually.
Oh, I can see that, Chief.
I mean, I, uh...
MUKHERJEE LAUGHS NERVOUSLY
I didn't mean I can see...
..it.
Oh! Is that Feathers McGraw?
Oh, what?! Where?!
Oh, that.
Well, there you go
- a copper's gut.
He stole the Blue
Diamond, right?
Oh, he tried.
But he couldn't escape
the long arm of the law.
Oh, yes, I played my part.
PHONE RINGS
Ello, ello, ello?
WALLACE: Oh, is that the police?
The Blue Diamond ended up
back in the museum vault.
I locked it up meself,
well out of harm's way.
Oh, I'd love to crack
a case like that.
You must be dead proud, Chief.
It's not... it's not
about pride, Mukherjee.
It's about duty.
Which is why I've
accepted one last task
before I hang up me truncheon.
Oh?
The new Blue Diamond exhibition.
The diamond's going
back on display?
Oh, aye.
I've designed all the
security arrangements meself.
Foolproof.
Yeah!
Well, not unless Feathers
cuts a hole in that skylight.
Skylight?
Or he removes the back
plate off the air con.
Air what?
Oh! Actually, he could just
get in through the gift shop.
There's a gift shop?!
Look, Feathers isn't
going to get in, is he?
He's safely banged
up in the zoo.
Literally doing bird.
Now, I've got a grand
opening to prepare for.
So get out there on the
beat. Burn some shoe leather.
Yes!
Ahem. I mean, yes... sir.
Hrmph!
DOOR SLAMS
WALLACE: Oh, yes.
That's it, Norbot, make
the letters nice and big.
Oh-ho! Oh, that's just smashing.
I think you're going
to like this, Gromit.
Ta-da!
Ta-d-a-aa!
Gnome Improvements!
A gnome-based garden
and maintenance service.
Woohoo! I told you we'd find
a way to pay the bills, lad.
Uh, Norbot?
Haven't you missed something?
Oh! Yes, Mr Wallace.
Oh, yes, very good.
Good job, Norbot.
Oh, yes.
BEEP! BEEP!
Yoo-hoo! Hmm?
Oh, it's Up North News!
Maybe they've heard
about our Norbot.
Oh, this'll be
great for publicity.
And now, Up North News,
presented by Anton Deck!
Good evening.
Now, we've all heard of
cutting-edge technology -
but how about cutting
HEDGE technology?
Hee-hee!
Onya Doorstep has more.
Meet Norbot, the latest
thing in GNOME help.
He's the brainchild of a
smart-thinking local inventor.
Oh, "smart-thinking".
Oh, thank you very much.
So, Wallace, what can
Norbot do around the house?
Oh, well, pretty much
everything, Ms Doorstep.
No job is too small!
I'm a happy nifty Norbot
I like to trim the hedge!
Ta-da!
Artistic!
I've been testing him out
here in my own garden,
and he's done a cracking
job, as you can see.
He certainly seems very
user-friendly, to use the jargon.
So, what inspired you to create
this handy device, Mr Wallace?
Oh, I've always loved inventing.
Making things that help people.
And Norbot is so very helpful.
I'd say he's my greatest
invention so far.
We charge him up every night,
and the next day he's
raring to go again.
He seems very obliging.
Oh, whatever your
problem... he's the answer!
Well, sounds like this
little gnome is going to make
a huge difference around here.
This is Onya Doorstep,
for Up North News.
Cage inspection!
CAGE DOOR OPENS
Move aside, jailbird!
All clear.
SCOFFING: What a deadbeat.
Don't know why everybody
thinks he's so clever.
DOOR SLAMS
AI, lad!
See how embracing technology
makes our life better?
I mean, thanks to that handy
device, we haven't had to
use the old teapot for years.
Ha-ha!
Oh, yes, tech -
that's the thing.
So long as it knows
who's boss, of course.
NORBOT WHIRS RAPIDLY
Ho-ho! Oh, look at him go!
Ta-da!
Oh!
A Wallace onesie!
Oh, that's champion
that is, Norbot.
Oh-ho!
A Wallace onesie!
Oh.
Oh, I think this'll
fit perfectly.
Perfectly!
CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYS
DOOR OPENS
NORBOT HUMS TUNELESSLY
Evening, Master Gromit.
MUSIC CUTS OUBUTTON CLICKS
MECHANICAL WHIRRING
Norbot recharge time!
NORBOT GURGLES LOUDLY
NORBOT TRILLS LOUDLY
NORBOT GURGLES
PULSING HUM
NORBOT POWERS DOWN
NORBOT TRILLS LOUDLY
PULSING HUM
Recharge nearly 1%.
NORBOT GURGLES
Recharge time re-activated.
NORBOT GURGLES
Recharge nearly 2%.
SWITCH CLICKS
COMPUTER HUMS
NORBOT GURGLES
THUNDER RUMBLES
THUNDER RUMBLES
SAW SCRAPES
METALLIC CLANGING
GEARS CLANK
THUNDER RUMBLES
BRICK SCRAPES
GEARS CLICK SLOWLY
ZOOKEEPER SNORES
SNORING CONTINUES
BEEPING
ZOOKEEPER SNUFFLES
SNEEZE BREWS
Ah...
Hmm...
Ah, ah...!
Mm...
QUIET SNORING
ERROR MESSAGE ALERKEYPAD CLACKS
KEYPAD CLACKS
KEYPAD CLACKS
COMPUTER CHIMES
JINGLE PLAYS Welcome
to my Top Secret Files!
FEATHERS CRACKS NECK
THUNDER RUMBLES
KEYPAD CLACKS
RAPID BEEPING
ELECTRICAL PULSING
NORBOT BABBLES
ELECTRICAL WHINE
ELECTRICITY POWERS DOWN
New instructions received!
THUNDER CRASHES
No job is too small!
POWER TOOLS WHIR
METALLIC CLANGING
TOOLS WHIR NOISILY
THUNDER RUMBLES
THUNDER BOOMS
ALARM CLOCK RINGS
MECHANICAL WHIRRING
BEEPING
WALLACE: Get me up, Gromit!
We've got a right
busy day ahead.
BUZZER
Thanks, lad! We-e-e-e!
DOOR OPENS
FOOTSTEPS THUD
MECHANICAL CLICKING
WALLACE: Ooh!
Ho-ho!
Morning, team.
Mm.
Ooh, loads of new messages.
BEEP
Gnome Improvements? I
saw you on the telly.
Could Norbot come and mow my...?
..new lily pond...
..with a stump-grinder...
..and put well-rotted manure...
..inside my conservatory!
Talk about celebrity, lad.
He's a household GNOME!
WALLACE CHUCKLES
At this rate, we'll need
a whole army of Norbots.
Ho-ho! Oh...
NORBOT CLAPS
RHYTHMIC THUDDING
Hmm?
Eh?
SPOON RATTLES
THUDDING INTENSIFIES
NORBOTS STOMP LOUDLY
What on earth?!
Hmm?
More Norbots for Mr Wallace.
Uh...
WALLACE LAUGHS NERVOUSLY
Uh... Oh.
Well, that IS smart.
It's like he knows what we need
before we even know ourselves.
Ha! The more
gnomes, the merrier!
Right, Gromit?
The more gnomes, the merrier.
NORBOTS: Yes, Mr Wallace!
Ha-ha! What could
possibly go wrong?
That's it, up you go.
Aha!
A bit of fine tuning...
Oh, that's good.
No need for us to go
with them, Gromit.
I just track them with
my new GNOMING device.
Mm...
Ah! Lovely tea.
All we have to do is sit back and
let the machines take the strain.
Right, Gromit?
Gromit?
Gromit? Gromit!
INTERCOM: I said we don't
need to go with them.
Don't you trust my
inventions, lad?
I don't know.
Hmm. Never mind.
Time to unleash the gnomes!
Go! Go! Go!
Woohoo!
Ha-ha!
Wahey!
Sick!
Yeah! Rad!
Oh, yes. All
present and correct.
Remember, I want you all working
like a finely-tuned machine.
Ow!
Oh!
We're happy, nifty Norbots
We love to do our job
When we come round
and fix your house
We make up quite a mob
We dig and paint
and plant and snip
We break our little backs
And never stop to have a brew
Cos we got battery packs...
This is the police!
Come down quietly. You're only
making this harder on yourself.
Beep, beep!
Beep, beep! Coming through!
Ah! Oh!
Oh...!
Patio chop!
Oh, we're jolly useful Norbots
We do all sorts of stuff
When we get asked to do a
task we can't work hard enough
We push and pull
and saw and chop
We think our chores are fun
We won't delay
Keep out our way
until the job is done!
The Norbots are a
triumph, Gromit!
We'll soon have
those bills paid off.
Neat and tidy!
DOOR THUDS
NORBOTS HUM TUNE
GROMIT BANGS WINDOW
MECHANICAL WHIRRING
Oh, happy birthday, Mavis.
Oh, smashing!
Oh! What happened
to me glass table?
Oh!
Where's me tools?!
Ah! Where's me shed?!
Where's our drainpipe?!
TYRES SCREECH
PLANT POT SMASHES
BANG!
MECHANICAL WHIRRING
PHONES RING
Hello. Police.
Another burglary?
What's the address?
Hello. Police.
A weather vane? When
did it go missing?
Hello. Police.
LAUGHING: Someone's
pinched your big butt?!
Oh!
WATER butt. I see what you mean.
I... Hang on.
Ahem! Hello.
You have reached
the Old Bill... Ah!
We're experiencing a high
volume of calls at the moment,
so please leave your
crime after the beep.
Beep!
What's going on here?!
Oh, Chief!
It's a spate of burglaries,
like, a proper crimewave.
I can't be dealing
with a crimewave!
I've got enough on
me hands as it is.
What do you think,
blue or black?
For the grand opening.
Uh... blue?
Ah, yeah. See what
you're saying.
Matches the diamond.
Any road, about these robberies -
I've been building this crime wall,
trying to find common
themes and such.
Never... never mind crime walls.
What's your copper's
gut telling you?
Well, all the clues seem to point
to this man, a local inventor.
Wallace?
The upstanding citizen who
helped put Feathers behind bars?
Yeah, hey, why not?
You catch one super villain,
doesn't make you a saint, does it?
Should we say he's
a suspect, then?
Just bring him in and book him.
I've got a speech to write.
Really? Don't we need...
..evidence?
Oh, I don't know.
All these fancy ideas you
get from training college.
Oh...
Right, come on, then!
News just in.
We're getting reports of a
crimewave affecting gardens
across the region.
Onya Doorstep has more.
TV CHANNEL CHANGES
TV: The robots, they're
taking over the world!
They'll destroy us
all, I tell you!
TV POWERS DOWN
Oh, that's a bit hasty, Norbot.
I might have been watching that.
Time to relax, Mr Wallace.
Oh, yes, I do like
a bit of relaxation.
Huh?
Eh?
NORBOT PLAYS LULLABY
I... Ooh!
What's all this in aid of?
Massage, Mr Wallace?
Oh...
Oh, yes...
Oh, that's lovely...
Oh, dear, you are spoiling me.
Snoozy choc?
Oh, I don't mind if I do.
Mm... Come along.
Oh, steady on!
Drink up, Mr Wallace.
Mm...
Hiccup!
WALLACE SNORES
METALLIC SCRAPING
WHEELS SCREECH
MUFFLED BANGING
WALLACE SNORES
TOOLS WHIR
HAMMERS CLINK
TOOLS WHIR
MOLTEN LIQUID HISSES
TOY SQUEAKS
DEFLATING WHISTLE
SQUEAK!
SQUEAK! SQUEAK!
Hmm? Mm?
Hmm...
WALLACE SNORES
VASE CLATTERS
Ooh...! Ah...!
What...! Oh, oh!
Gromit! Oh!
What on earth...?!
What? Is something wrong?
Is it the Norbots?
Well, this had better
be important, lad.
I don't know what's
got into you lately.
Well, I'll go to the
top of my stairs!
That's absolutely...
..spotless!
Oh, look at them.
Oh, yes.
Oh, you are good gnomes, doing all
these chores at this time of night.
I don't know why you were so
keen to show me, though, lad.
Couldn't it have waited
till the morning?
Aw! Ah...
Ho-ho! Daft pooch.
Oh...
Well, I've got a nap to finish
before I turn in for the night.
Oh, yes.
Norbot, my best invention ever.
KNOCK AT DOOR Ooh!
Did you order a pizza,
lad? KNOCKING INTENSIFIES
All right, all right,
hold your horses.
Police! Oh!
CRASH! Oh! Ooh!
Oops. Sorry!
Oh... Give me strength.
Right, let's get this over with.
Get what over with?
We have a warrant to
search your premises. Huh?
Mukherjee, read him his rights.
Eh? Ahem.
Anything you say may be taken down
and used as evidence against you.
But I haven't done anything!
We believe you to be
guilty of theft by gnome.
I'm guilty of theft by gnome?!
Ha-ha! There you go!
He admits it. Write that down.
This is ridiculous.
My Norbots aren't thieves.
They're down in my
workshop right now,
doing a bit of spring cleaning.
There's our evidence, Chief.
All right, check 'em out, then.
Well, I don't see any gnomes.
Eh?
They were here a moment ago.
I don't understand it.
Uh... they must have just
popped out to finish a job.
Look, sunshine, I have not
got time for your games.
Eh?
What...? Where are
you going, Chief?
I'm off to get me
'tache trimmed.
For the big day!
Anyway...
Look, if you need evidence,
Mukherjee, find some.
I don't care what it takes.
Get this man behind
bars, where he belongs.
I want this case
wrapped up, pronto.
Understood, sir.
DOOR SHUTS
Right...
..evidence.
Evidence?
This is PC Mukherjee
calling for backup.
We'll need a van.
A big one.
Uh?
ALARM CLOCK RINGS
Uh, Gromit? Get me up, lad!
There's a good pooch.
Oh, wait a mo'.
You can't, can you?
They've taken all
me inventions away!
For "forensic examination"!
Or something.
Outrageous...
Argh! Ooh!
ECHOING: We believe you to be
guilty of theft by gnome...
They were here a moment ago...
Well, I don't see any gnomes...
Who needs technology, anyway?
Pah! Not me.
Oh! Ah!
Whoa!
Ah, that's nippy!
A-a-a-agh!
Who-o-o-o-o-oa!
Ooh!
Ooh, me begonias...
PAINT CAN CLATTERS
WALLACE: Oh, I think I
need a cup of tea, lad.
GLASSES CLINK
GLASS SMASHES
DRIPPING WATER ECHOES
WALLACE GROANS
Oh, ooh... Right, tea.
I suppose we'll just have
to make it the old way.
Ouch!
Oh! Ooh...
How do you do this, now?
I haven't used one
of these for so long,
I've forgotten how they work.
WALLACE GRUNTS
It's broken!
There's clearly been a mistake.
My Norbots are innocent.
You believe me, don't you, lad?
Don't you, lad?
Oh...
Well, I think you've said
quite enough, Gromit.
You've never trusted
my Norbot, have you?
And I made him just for you.
Mark my words, the police will
be back soon enough to apologise.
KNOCK AT DOOR
Ah, what did I tell you? Ha-ha!
There they are now.
Everything will be right as
rain before you can say...
Nasty, crooked,
thieving little toe rag!
Huh?
Scoundrel! Where's our stuff?
I want a refund!
What have your gnomes
done with me bath tub?!
And where's me glasses?!
Oh, they're on me head. Sorry!
Where's my big butt?!
I'm live outside the
West Wallaby Street house
of the evil
inventor, Mr Wallace.
Evil?
Don't you mean smart-thinking?
Oh, you think it's smart
to teach gnomes to steal?
No!
But if only my gnomes were here,
maybe I could clear my name.
CHUCKLING: Well,
where are the gnomes?
For the last time, I don't know!
Oh, yeah? Very convenient.
CROWD CHANTS: Where are the
gnomes?! Where are the gnomes?!
Where are the gnomes?!
Where are the gnomes?!
Where are the gnomes?! Where are
the gnomes?! Where are the gnomes?!
Where are the
gnomes?! Where are...
Oh, oh!
This is a nightmare, Gromit!
The police want to throw me in
jail, the neighbours all hate me,
and the press think I'm evil!
And how am I supposed
to find my gnomes,
if they've taken
me gnoming device?
ENGINE SPUTTERS
ENGINE TURNS OVER
GROMIT REVS ENGINE
Wha...?
Never mind Scotland Yard.
Looks more like a
scrapyard in here.
It's Wallace's stuff, Chief. You
told me to find some evidence.
I didn't mean take the
whole flippin' house!
I mean, what's THIS in aid of?
Oh! Chief, I wouldn't...
Ah! Oh! Ow!
Ah! Ah! Ah! Ow!
Gerroff!
That gizmo just assaulted
a police officer!
Add that to t'list of
charges, Mukherjee.
But that's just it, sir.
There's nothing here to pin
Wallace to the burglaries.
They're his gnomes, aren't they?
I'm just... I'm getting
the feeling that...
..well, he may not be our man.
That Wallace is a wrong 'un!
End of story.
Now, if you don't mind, we'll
deal with that villain later.
Right now, we've got
important duties to attend to
up at the museum. But, sir...
It's my big day, Mukherjee, the
culmination of 40 years of service.
Nothing can go wrong.
Uh, no, sir.
We have to stay focused.
Watch like hawks.
Absolutely, sir.
Miss nothing.
BOARD SLAMS
Huh? Eh?
Hmm. Oh.
CONSOLE BEEPS
ENGINE REVS
HORN BLARES
TYRES SQUEAL
CONSOLE BEEPS
LOW RUMBLING
BEEPING QUICKENS
ELEPHANT TRUMPETS
MONKEYS CHATTER
WATER BUBBLES
SQUEAK!
BAGPIPES PLAY
Agh!
SPLASH!
SAW SCRAPES
GROMIT WHINES
Ah.
Oh!
Reset mode activated!
NORBOT GROANS
WATER GURGLES
LOW SNARLING
LION SNORTS
LION ROARS
LION GRUMBLES
LION GRUNTS
NORBOT GROANS
ELECTRONIC BEEPING
Restored to inventor settings.
Hi!
I'm your Nifty
Odd-Jobbing Robot.
Call me NORBOT!
LION SNARLS
Initiating pruning process!
SCISSORS SNIP
Neat and tidy!
LION ROARS
MUSIC: Toccata and Fugue
in D minor by JS Bach
SONAR PINGS
Set coordinates.
Target located!
Two degrees west. Tracking.
CONSOLE BEEPS
No job is too small!
Neat and tidy!
Wa-ha-hey!
Right, here we go, then.
This is it, Mukherjee.
Are we ready?
Couldn't be readier, Chief.
I'm a happy nifty Norbot
I love to do a job...
It's been my great pride over the
years to serve this community,
knowing there's nothing more
reassuring than the sight
of an uninformed
police officer...
Hmm?
Ahem!
Sorry?
Oh! Uniformed!
UNIFORMED police officer.
Can't read me own writing.
Anyway, now I have one
final, happy duty to perform.
Contact imminent.
Going up!
FLUSH!
Coming through!
NORBOT BABBLES
TYRES SCREECH
Ladies and gentlemen, shall we?
LOCKED DOORS BANG
And there we have it,
ladies and gentlemen.
Safely on display
for all posterity...
..the Blue Diamond!
Oh!
It's not as shiny
in real life, is it?
You what?
Wha...?!
That's a flippin' turnip!
SHOCKED GASPS
You did check inside
the sack, Chief,
before you put it in the vault?
Erm...
Oh...
Right, anyone fancy a pint?
O-o-o-h...
So, if you've been guarding
a turnip all these years,
then where is the Blue Diamond?!
CONSOLE BEEPS
HE PLAYS DISCORDANT NOTES Oh...
Gnomes have gone.
Gadgets have gone.
Even me dog's gone.
DEEP RUMBLING Uh?
What on earth...?
WALLACE GASPS
I didn't know it could do that.
What the dickens!
DOOR CREAKS
Come in, Gromit.
Everything's fine.
Just come straight in.
MUFFLED: Oh...! Gromit...!
AS WALLACE: Everything's
fine. Just come straight in.
NORBOTS: Everything's
fine. Everything's fine.
Everything's fine. Everything's
fine. Everything's fine.
This is a disaster!
This has made me the
laughing stock of the town.
Uh, sir, are you OK?
I'm fine! I've just got
an allergy to turnips.
Should we haul Feathers in, sir?
He had the diamond last.
No...
No, he didn't.
What?
You mean...? Exactly.
Come on!
OWL HOOTS
WALLACE GROANS
Sorry I couldn't warn you, lad!
I got grabbed by the Norbots.
A very unpleasant experience.
Turns out they are
bad, after all.
I just don't get it.
Why would me own
gnomes turn against me?
A chicken?! Behind all this?
Good grief!
It's you!
Again!
But you're supposed
to be locked up.
Well, you won't get away
with it, you know...
..whatever it is you're
trying to get away with.
Eh?
Oh?
Oh, fancy a cup tea, do you?
Oh, the cheek of it!
Well, I wouldn't bother with
that teapot - it doesn't work.
Eh?
TEAPOT SMASHES
What...?
Well, butter me crumpets!
It can't be!
It's the Blue Diamond!
He must have switched
it all that time ago.
Oh, is that the police?
We've got someone here you
might be interested in.
He's a slippery one.
Oh, so that's your plan!
You get away scot-free
with the diamond,
and everyone thinks I'm the
evil inventor who stole it.
Why, that's...! That's...
..vengeance most foul!
Uh?
LOCK CLICKS
Oi, let us out!
ENGINE SPUTTERS
ALL: Brrm! Brrm-brrm!
Brrm! Brrm-brrm!
Ne-e-e-e-e-e-eewr!
Eee-e-e-e-e!
Brrm! Ne-e-e-e-eewr!
I can't believe someone's
nicked me bike saddle!
I know, sir.
Sorry, sir. You took
me off that case.
Still, we've got our culprit.
Yeah, all this time, Wallace just
wanted the diamond for himself!
So, you were right
all along, Chief.
He IS a wrong 'un.
Aye, too right.
And if he thinks he's got away with
this, he's got another think coming.
Oh, this is all my fault, lad.
I only ever meant to invent GOOD
things - things that help people.
I never imagined they could
be used for wrong-doing.
DOOR OPENS
FOOTSTEPS APPROACH
Oh, 'eck. It's the law.
I'm done for now.
Morning, Mr Wallace!
Master Gromit.
Norbot! Where have YOU been?
No job is too small!
Sounds like he's back to
his nifty odd-jobbing self.
We're saved! Ha-ha!
Neat and tidy!
Uh? LOCK CLICKS
Wait, Norbot! Come back!
Don't worry, lad.
He's voice-activated.
VACUUM WHIRS
Norbot!
I'm a happy nifty
Norbot WALLACE: Norbot!
I love to clean the house...
Norbo-o-o-ot!
Norbot!
Norbot! Norbot!
Oh... Huh?
Steady on.
Huh?
What ARE you up to, lad?
Huh?
MOTOR GROWLS
Hardly the time to
start leaf-blowing!
What on earth...! Agh!
Wahey!
Gro-o-o-omit!
Collision warning!
Right, someone's got
a big surprise coming.
Sorry! Chief,
they're getting away!
Chief?
DOORBELL RINGS
Did we get 'em?
Born free
As free as the wind blows
As free as the
grass grows...
Careful!
Oh!
There's Feathers!
Nice work, Gromit.
Let's get after the bounder.
More speed, Mr Wallace?
Eh?!
Whoa!
Steady, Norbot.
Take her up, Gromit.
Hand over the diamond,
you little tyke!
Norbot, fetch!
Righto!
That's it. That's it, Norbot.
Whoa!
By 'eck!
Banana alert!
Skidding!
A-a-a-a-agh!
NORBOTS SCREAM
Ow! Ow! Ouch!
There he is. After him!
Wa-a-a-ah! Oh!
Norbot, stop this thing!
Yes, Mr Wallace.
Not like tha-a-a-a-at!
WALLACE SCREAMS
Emergency stop complete.
WALLACE GROANS
Oh...
ELECTRICAL FIZZING
ENGINE THRUMS
Gromit...!
Whoa!
DOG WALKER HUMS
Ha-ha-ha!
There they are, Chief!
Ah, nice-looking
narrow boat, that.
Bit like mine.
Hang on a sec...
That IS mine!
Hey! Stop in the
name of the law!
NORBOTS YELL
It's no use, lad.
If only there was some
way of rebooting them.
Oh...
I'm a happy nifty Norbot
I like to clean the boat!
Ah!
Oh!
Oh?
Another invention?
Are you sure, lad?
Right, then, technical
assistance is on its way.
Can't believe he nicked me boat!
And you thought he was innocent!
Oh! I think...
I think that's
Feathers McGraw, Chief!
They're trying to
stop Feathers McGraw!
Feathers McGraw?!
Don't be ridiculous.
He's banged up in the zoo.
That's just an innocent nun,
out for a pleasure cruise.
I just think maybe Wallace
has been unfairly portrayed
as a crazed inventor.
MECHANICAL CLANKING Huh? Huh?
WALLACE CACKLES
Oh, this'll work a treat!
Eh? To a certain extent...
What the...?
What's he done with me
vintage boot collection?!
OK, Gromit, let's
give those gnomes
a good reboot up the backside!
TOOT! TOOT!
Ha-ha! Missed!
Bull's-eye!
Reset mode activated!
It's working, lad. Ha-ha!
Give it more welly!
Take that!
Hoodlums!
Reset mode activated!
Reset mode activated!
This has gone far enough.
Chief Inspector Mac.
All units, pursue
and arrest Wallace...
Oh! Agh!
Sorry, Chief! I'm using me gut.
Calling all units.
Head to the border.
Suspect is NOT Wallace,
but a small nun in
charge of a canal boat!
You're in big
trouble, Mukherjee!
Yeah, this is going on your
assessment report, this!
GURGLING: Reset mode activated!
Hi, I'm your Nifty
Odd-Jobbing Robot... Hi!
Call me Norbot... I'm your
Nifty Odd-Jobbing Robot...
Pleased to meet
you... Call me...
Caught a few tiddlers, have you?
Good lad.
Now we've got him!
Eh? Where's he gone?
ENGINE REVS
Uh?
Hi! Call me Norbot... I'm your
Nifty Odd-Jobbing Robot...
Call me Norbot...
Pleased to meet you...
Call me Norbot...
Well done, lad.
We've got hi-i-i-i-im!
Grom...
..it!
Don't let him get a-waaaaaay!
Woooooooaaaaahhhh!
WAAAAH!
Ooh! Sorry!
Huh?!
Hmm!
Oh, Gromit!
Oh!
Oh, lummy!
Huh?
Why, ya...!
WALLACE YELLS
Ouch!
SIRENS WAIL
TYRES SCREECH
GASPS I knew it was
Feathers McGraw!
Quick, close the gate.
CREAKS, ENGINE RUMBLES
RAILINGS RATTLE
CLUNK! CLUNK!
Gromiiiit!
WHIMPERS
CREAKING
CREAKING
Give him the diamond, lad.
I can live without inventing,
but I can't live
without... GULPS
..me best pal!
WIND BLOWS
CREAKING
TRAIN TOOTS
Wha...
Huh?
CREAKING
No!
IN SLOW-MOTION: Gromiiiiiiiit!
Nooooooo!
Hi, I'm your Nifty Odd-jobbing
Robot! Call me Norbot.
ALL: How may I help you?
No job is too small!
ALL: Aww!
I knew you'd embrace
technology in the end, lad.
Thank goodness you're safe.
All right! Break it up!
This is a crime scene now.
Chief! Chief!
I haven't got time for
your apologies, Mukherjee.
Just arrest Wallace for...
TRAIN TOOTS Flippin' Nora!
It IS Feathers McGraw!
And he's got the diamond.
Aw, that's ruined me
retirement, that has!
Wait. What? THEY LAUGH
Hey! The old turnip switcheroo!
Oh, cracking move, lad!
NORBOTS: Wahey! Cracking
move, lad! Bravo!
Ha! That told him, Gromit.
He's a bad egg, that one,
and a scoundrel to boot.
TRAIN TOOTS
I think you should
have this, Officer.
Well, considering
what I've just seen,
it looks like Mukherjee was
right about you being innocent.
You mean, I'm not going to jail?
No. Thanks to the instincts
of a fine young copper.
You're a natural, Mukherjee!
Ah, thanks, Chief.
That means a lot.
Happy retirement, sir.
Well, this is a TURNIP for
the books, eh, lad? Hmm!
NORBOTS LAUGH
Oh, yes! Very funny, Mr Wallace!
Ooh!
Hmm.
Oh, yes.
SIGHS
Oh, oi! Eh? What's... OI!
Can't you read, Sonny Jim?
Maximum speed
4mph. SIREN BLARES
That's three points on
your licence for a start!
Morning, Gromit.
How's my favourite pooch, hmm?
Oh! I've got something
for your garden, lad.
I've repurposed the Pat-O-Matic.
After all, Necessity is the
mother-in-law of Invention.
WALLACE CHUCKLES
Ta-da!
Aw!
But there's some things
a machine just can't do,
eh, lad?
Aww!
CHUCKLES
Aww! Oh, yes!
Hm-hm!
Cheers, me old pal!
I'm a happy nifty Norbot
I like to trim the hedge!
Ta-da!
We're happy nifty Norbots
We love to do our job
When we come round
and fix your house
We make up quite a mob
We dig and paint
and plant and snip
We break our little backs
And never stop to have a brew
cos we got battery packs.