grunts)
(PLOP)
Your mama told me
what happened to you yesterday.
What?
That was stupid.
How the hell you get fired
on your day off?
I dont know.
(Grunts)
(PLOP)
Well, you need a trade.
Take a look at that paper
over there.
(Grunts) On the counter there.
(PLOP)
(Grunts)
I aint trying to be
no dog catcher.
Why not?
I dont even like dogs.
Thats the beauty of it!
I grab a dog, and I choke him,
and I
chicken, actually.
Theres no more nannies! Youve had your lot.
[slams door upstairs]
[hinge creaks]
[mysterious womans voice]
The person you need is Nanny McPhee.
Is that you, Mrs Partridge?
The person you need is Nanny McPhee.
I need her to start right away.
Im late for a vital tea dance.
Nanny McPhee is not on our books.
Nanny McPhee is not on anyones books.
Nanny Whetstones gone.
Theres a surp
chicken.
Well, get it done.
We need this done.
Sir, excuse me!
Good morning, Mr. Phillips!
- I have a brand-new-
- Got you!
- Mr. Phillips!
- Give me your arm, pervert!
- Take a quick listen!
- You smell like dog crap!
Officer, could you take me
to the 36th Precinct?
Theyre nice to me there.
You promise? 6:00?
Okay. Ill be the redhead
who looks like this.
In that case,
Ill be there at 5:30.
Okay.
Grunting]
[Car Engine Rewing]
Hey! Wait!
Carrigan!
Carrigan!
[Thunder Rumbling]
[Door Slamming,
Creaking]
Dibs, light, light!
What a dump.
[Thunder Rumbling]
[Dibs]
Wow. Wow.!
This place is fabulous.
You could just do
so much with it.
I mean, its
a bit spooky.
Dibs.
Aaah! Aaah!
[Blowing]
[Young Male Voice]
Hello.
Huh?
[Whispering]
Who is it?
Who is it?
Afraid I cant
answer that.
[Whispering]
Why
chicken and watermelon on a daily basis in
my
mess hall!
SNOWBALL
Sir, yes, sir!
JOKER
(whispering)
Is that you, John Wayne? Is this me?
HARTMAN
Who said that? Who the fuck said that? Whos
the slimy
little communist shit twinkle-toed
cocksucker down here, who just
signed his
own death warrant? Nobody, huh?! The fairy
fucking
godmother said it! Out-fucking-
standing! I will P.T. you all until