Drive it or park it, pal. Get in the slow lane. -Where did you get that game? -Uncle Ian. Move it or lose it! Get some training wheels, buddy. Okay, you know what? That's enough. What are you doing? I was about to beat my high score. Too bad. Where's Theodore? Spit it out. -Spit it out. -No. Jett Records. Okay. That's it. Meeting. Now. Everyone on the couch. Could you give us a minute? Guys, look, it's hard, I know. Three months ago, you were hanging out in a tree somewhere and now you're-- Major rock stars. Okay. Whatever. My point is just because you're-- Major rock stars. Doesn't mean you can have or do whatever you want. Well, Uncle Ian says we should always be happy. Okay, you know what? He's not your uncle. He also, David, said that we should be making $20 a day. Guess what. You're making way more than that. And because I care, I'm putting it all away for you. Just like storing nuts for the winter. Oh, winter's for losers. Yeah. Shouldn't we have a say in how to build our investment portfolio? Where is all this coming from? You guys are just kids. -Kids, Dave, or rats? -What? Well, Uncle Ian says we're like his family. Oh, yeah? Well, if you love Uncle Ian so much... ...and don't think I'm watching out for you... ...why don't you go live with Uncle Ian? Dave? Are you still mad at us? Dave? ''Dear fellas, I'm sorry, but.... You should go back to your real home in the forest.'' I guess he really does want us to go. I told you, Dave. I never lose. Boys, welcome to your new home. -Oh, yeah. Daddy's home. -Yeah. Can we play with all this stuff? Sure, why not? It's your house. So, what are the rules around here? Oh, I do have one rule... -...that there are no rules! -Cool. Four degrees elevation. Six degrees azimuth. Fire! Prepare to face the fury of my vengeance. Don't make me laugh. Pray for a quick demise, young chipmunk. Uppercut. Left. Fake-out, fake-out. Your kung fu is no match for my rockets. Sneak attack. Okay, Simon. That's enough. I'm finished now. Simon. -Hey, give me that. -Let go, Alvin. Oh, come on. -You had a turn. -Who says you get a turn? Give me that. Simon! -You got to try. -Get your mangy paws off of it. -Scram. -I want it. Alvin, you don't decide. -Why didn't the airbags deploy? -Theodore, don't go into the light. -Let's do it again. -Awesome. -Playing hard? -Oh, yes. Good. Because tomorrow, you start working hard. Coast to coast in five days. Well, Dave says that touring is no life for a kid. For a normal kid. You guys are superstars. -Yes. -Which reminds me... ...Simon, let's get rid of these boring glasses. And try on these super cool in-the-now glasses. Oh, my God, oh. These would be great if I could see out of them. Your eyes will adjust. Come on, boys. Let's hit the road. -Shotgun. -Hit the road. Alvin-- Give me a big fella. Alvin, big, big. No hiding. Come on, come on. Make love to the camera. Sell it. Big smile. Yes. Theodore, chin out. Yeah. That's it. Good stuff. There you go. Come on, get in there. Strong. Give me some booty. Spank it. There you got it. Now you got it. If the Chipmunks like Crunchy Nibbles, your pet will love them. Cut. Here we are. Okay? All right? Hold it. We're not done. -You tell me. -Killing me. -What do you want? -You are killing me here. There's no button I can push that wakes them to sing notes. You kidding? There's 5000 buttons here. -What button do you want me to push? -Fine. I've got it. All right, guys. Guess what your uncle Ian brought you. Coffee. I love toffee. No, it's coffee, Theodore, coffee. It's a-- Like a super cool energy health drink... ...with whipped cream and caramel and two pumps of chocolate. Enjoy. That ought to keep them awake. -Get munk'd -Go, go, go Yeah, Chipmunks Always can get munk'd Hey, hey, hey Come and get munk'd With the Chipmunk rugrats Come and ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Терминатор 3: Восстание Машин на английском - текст Сибирский цирюльник на английском - текст Братья Блюз на английском - текст Гран Торино на английском - текст Тихий Дон на английском |