like to wait in the library. Okay. Make yourself at home. Have a seat. Thank you. Um... Tally-ho! Oh! On the other hand, this simply won't do. - Why? - Smithee's been painting again. I can't smell anything. Oh, you never can, my darling. Next thing you know, you're salsa dancing in your knickers. - What? - I won't be long. Ah! Mr. Dargis, will we be starting sometime today? Absolutely, Mr. Hobbs. Hello again. - What's the matter? - Matter with what? - You screamed. - No, I didn't. Why don't you adjourn to my study? And now, I'll retrieve the papers. Where are you, you rat-headed devil? Oh, no! Yoo-hoo, Mr. Fancy-pants. Wait till I get my hands on you! Ha-ha! He's brilliant! Dargis! I got two words for youse: Me. Yow. Come here, you! Oh, no, you won't do. I specifically requested a feline masseuse. Somebody get this thing off of me! Hey, bozo! Yeah, you, buster! Hey! Stupid, red-haired, flea-bitten... Whoa-aah! Lord Da... What is...? What is that? - I felt a slight chill. - What? I thought a simple wrap would be just the ticket. - There! - There what? There is absolutely no reason why you can't have a cool, refreshing drink to make you feel calmer in this steamy weather. Wait in the room. Stupid cat! Nobody makes an idiot out of me. Oopsie-daisy. Medic! Well done, old man. Thank you. Never seen a welcome mat on the way out. Get your cameras ready, ladies. Come back here, you flea-bitten monster! Oops! Oh, no! Ooh! Trousers! Trousers! Target sighted! Shaken him off. Pull! Take that! And that! - Down a bit. Down a bit. Up. - Bob's your uncle! Good Lord, it's a conspiracy! Oh, dear. Trousers! Smithee! Excuse me, sir. Is that Carlyle Castle? It is. Maybe you can help me. Have you seen a cat that looks like this? Ah, yeah... that's Prince, the cat of Carlyle. It's also Garfield, the cat of the cul-de-sac. Do you mean to say, you have a cat that's Prince's doppelganger? No, I'm saying they look exactly alike. And there's a chance they may have gotten mixed up. I see. There you are, man. Good God! What happened to your clothes? Indeed, it's been that kind of day. Mr. Dargis, I demand an explanation. I had no choice. The cat just won't die. What did you say? You will sign the deeds over to me, cat or no cat. Oh, my! Mr. Hobbs, you were right. Lord Dargis was willing to go to any lengths to get the estate. I can see you're busy. I'm just gonna... Uh! Young lady. Get over there. Traitoress. You were working with them all along! Odie! Odie, wait for me! Odie! Get on with it! Hello, everyone. Sorry I'm late. Shall I ring for tea? Well, it's Prince, and he's alive! I am bushed. All this running-for-my-life stuff. What say we break for lunch, take a quick nap and pick it up later? Sound good? There are two of you little monsters, hmm? For those keeping score at home, that's 18 lives. This is unbelievable! Two cats?! - No matter. I have plenty of ammunition. Aah! Something's biting me! Odie, let him go! Help! Oh! Your lunatic dog just bit my bottom! All right. Well played, you. Hey, look, it's Little Jon. Good show, old man. I'll go quietly. Jon? - Liz? - What's going on? Well, hello, my dear. Hello. And not a moment too soon. Uh-oh! Is this part of the tour? - Let her go. - All in good time. Now if you'll be so kind... Okay, stay calm. Okay? Mr. Hobbs, the papers, please. I've seen enough. You want to call in your weasel? Sic him, Nigel. Oi! I'm a ferret. And I mean business... trouser-leg business! I'll take a leg, please. Ooh, on second thought, I'll have some white meat. Aah! Good Lord! There's a wild animal in my trousers! Hoo-dee-doo-dee-doo. Uh, who's next then, eh? Glass jaw. He can dish it out, but he can't take it. That was amazing! Are-Are you okay? Yeah, I... I never felt better. Well done, Garfield. I was rooting for you the ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Donggam на английском - текст Мой друг Иван Лапшин на английском - текст Пираты XX века на английском - текст Вкус Сайры на английском - текст Вечера на хуторе близ Диканьки на английском |