you little ball of grief! Now I gotcha! You ain't gonna crawl away from this one. That hurt! That's it! No mercy! This ain't no nursery-school battle of wits anymore. This is my five foot, ten inches of guile, gut and gristle versus your two and a half feet of goo-goos, ga-gas and giggles. If the Mil... If the Milwaukee Mob couldn't kill me, no milk-puking little thumb-sucker's got a candle's chance in a cyclone of gettin' the better of me. Where are you going? Come back here. This isn't funny anymore. My money! What? I thought I saw a baby crawl around the corner. Good night, Donald. Norby! Veeko! Ed! We're down here! Hey, Ed! We better go before I dry! Ed, can you see the baby from up there? Just hang on and we'll come on up. I got an idea. We got some news. I don't know if it's good, but it's not bad. Since the media broke the story, calls have come in. There was a report of a man looking for a baby on a bus this morning. A baby missing from a department store care center. Another, at three o'clock, at the zoo. Shortly after that at a downtown park. And a final report not long ago at... - A building under construction. - Yeah, that's right. He's doing everything in the book. I know where he is. "Before returning home for supper, Nanny and Baby Boo stopped at the Old Soldiers' Home to visit Mr Tinsel." That's where he is. Come on over. It's the kid, on television! The one that... Come on. That's it. Come on. ~ This is the army, Mr Jones ~ No private rooms or telephones ~ You had your breakfast in bed before ~ But you won't get it there anymore ~ This is the army, Mr Brown ~ You and your baby went to town ~ She had you worried, but this is war ~ And she won't worry you anymore ~ No, she won't worry you ~ Anymore Baby. You had quite an adventure today. Boo-boo. - Boo-boo? - It's what he calls his book. He lost it today. We'll get you another one, sweetheart. What? What? Oh, I see. That's nice. That's not a boo-boo. That's a clock. A ticktock. - Was there a ticktock in his book? - No. Well, he's pointing to... His boo-boo. He's not pointing at the ticktock. He wants his boo-boo. - I thought he was getting a new boo-boo. - He means his boo-boo's back there. Radio Rogers and McCloskey. Tell them we're going to the ticktock to get the boo-boo. And send for backup. Hey, Eddie, you sure you don't wanna go check to see if they left the money? Oh, that's a good idea. We get the living hell tore out of us by a baby! Three fully grown men versus 15 pounds of pink flesh with a mouth. What chance have we got of strolling into that alley and coming out with anything less - than 140 years in prison? - No way. No, thank you! This is a hexed situation. We walk away while we're still ahead. We took a lickin' and kept on tickin'. We'll go back to banks. Dealing with grownups. I don't want no kiddy stuff. - We did all right with banks. - Or a convenience store once in a while. You know, one thing I learned from all this: I ain't never gonna have any kids of my own. Yeah, seeing as you burnt down the only tree in your forest, I wouldn't worry about it. Why don't you shut up? I don't wanna ever hear another word about that rotten, snake-bit baby. I'm serious! I'm hearing that little vermin in my thoughts. I wanna erase him from my mind. Did you hear that? - Yeah. - You know what it sounds like? He's back. You dirty, no-good little stool pigeon! You're surrounded. Throw down the boo-boo. And put your hands over your heads. This is the end of the story. Good night, sweetheart. Good night, Bink. Did I tell you? The baby's having his picture taken tomorrow, - Say hello to old Willy, - I will, Visiontext Subtitles: Natasha Cohn AMERICAN ENGLISH ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Живой на английском - текст Звёздный инспектор на английском - текст Торпедоносцы на английском - текст Daenseo-ui sunjeong на английском - текст Детская ревность на английском |