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Wallace & Gromit: Vengeance Most Fowl (2024)
Genre: Animation, Comedy, Family
Directors: Merlin Crossingham, Nick Park
Writers: Mark Burton, Nick Park
Stars: Ben Whitehead, Peter Kay, Lauren Patel, Reece Shearsmith, Diane Morgan

Synopsis: Concerned about Wallace’s increasing dependence on his inventions, Gromit grows suspicious when Wallace creates a “smart gnome” with unexpected autonomy. As the gnome begins to develop a mind of its own, Gromit must intervene to prevent chaos and help Wallace regain balance in their quirky, inventive lives. This new adventure blends humor, heart, and the beloved charm of the Wallace & Gromit series.

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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 SHUT

Feathers 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 OUT

BUTTON 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 ALERT

KEYPAD 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. ♪