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After seven years of life
upon the ocean.

It is time to build the 70s.

Farewell.

And the city I've been seven years
of hopes

on flies.

Just over the horizon,
I can hear the copper bell.

Landlord.

Pair of

leaky boots upon my.

Gotta drive myself up
by my wonderful place.

Gotta work my rotten socks off.

It's if I want to make anything.

I poured everything
I've gotten into my chocolate.

Now it's time to know the world.

My recipe.

Produce.

This is where.

So the prices are suspiciously.

Pay for it.

I.

Mama.

'S.

I.

They don't know the reason
Kasey rang Gustioso.

Perketova Sena themone das
no TE dura.

I.

Gracias.

Tango.

I.

Channel VE

No.

Tolisto

or them regito?

Hmm.

OK.

Perdona titos esta extra commente
interesada.

Minsk.

No blani esque guitar Ted.

Tormilla yo si ho.

For tuna is the order
as a star.

Equal.

Oh.

On Westman.

Ah, Porquino, maybe says.

Senor bienvenido frigo

so elegias Casa de gueste

de cila banderia pongas eco model caliente

losos controlla chimaera.

Novel.

Per.

This was the extreme element
of worth it, Gasolina.

Vitacion.

Temporal.

This was the poor.

Come here.

I

see the Mago inventor.

Chocolateero Emanana
Primera Escalerias Gourmet.

Extraordinary.

Tomarate no.

Yes, but I'm here to follow.

La Vita.

Senior work Esta confundida syndrome,

edelina bandonero

syndrome, Medelino syndrome.

Yeah, lossy condition
is normal.

Yeah.

Only that I'll be there.

Northern.

I.

Noble

then noodle.

I give almost, Mama.

Masika Bajirao Gallery
has gourmet Minombres,

Willy Wonka.

Presento.

Tell me a joke.

In the

Hungarian Mumbai Union Sector

I.

I

Salil del Kaskaron.

Most graceful.

Well, toggle it.

And they toggle it, but only one
just makes your eyes pop up.

This uncle

is.

Lift your hand into your apocalypse.

Get yourself some walk
to talk on the top now,

I insisted.

You've never had talk
with like this.

No, you've never had chocolate
like this.

Miss Cornball.

Yes, Mr Call the police.

Very good, Sir.

Who wants to try one I.

Mr.

Mr.

And Mr Primos whatnot.

Ever since I was a little boy.

That is quite a handshake.

It's a business handshake,

Mr.

Walker.

Let's people know I mean business.

Let's try one of these
so-called hover chunks.

It's not just chocolate.

Yes.

Marshmallow,
that's right.

Harvested from the mallow marshes
of Peru and caramel.

I

fucking something with the bittersweet
tears and Russian clown.

Who's that?

What did not?

Cherry picked by the pick
of the cherry pickers

from the Imperial Gardens in Japan.

Well, Mr Wonka, I've been
in this business a very long time

and I can safely say that

of all the chocolate
I have ever tasted,

this is without doubt
the absolute 100% worst.

There we are, please and tell me
an endorsement for Mr Sweet.

The worst Week 30,
the fiercest of rivals.

And yet we agree on one thing.

A good chocolate submissible plain.

Complicated.

Where is this before it spells
and whistles?

Where it's just?

Weird.

It's a shame

he thought the chocolate
was weird.

And I hate what happens next.

What's

happening?

Broken out of its cocoon,
it's flapping its wings.

I kill you.

Yes.

Don't work.

It'll be completely unarmed
in about 20 minutes.

It'll get tired and exit
through your

rear ass.

Yes, I know what he made.

You're not who is there.

Right, mate.

What's the chocolate
that makes it fly?

We'll find out.

Sally.

Who's for?

Thank you.

Thanks very much.

All right folks,
nothing to see here.

It's a small group of people defying
the laws of gravity poking boys.

That's the hover Chuck, Sir.

That's the point.

And Frederick had some complaints
about you, Sir.

Complaints that you're disrupting
the trade of other businesses

and regrettably obliged

to move you on and to confiscate
your her needs.

Hey, what are you doing?

Don't worry, it's going
to a good cause.

Sick kids or something.

Sorry, Sir.

Roses rooms.

Can you at least leave me
a sovereign?

I need to pay for my room.

Hey.

Evening, Mr Wonka.

How'd

it go?

Quite as well as I know.

Oh, shame.

What?

I'm afraid we do have
to settle out now.

Thankfully the room
is taken care of.

Lady, said Sovereign for the room, yes,

but you have incurred
a few extras during the

course of your residency with ourselves.

Have I?

Yes, you have.

There was a glass of gin
you had on arrival

and if I remember rightly,

you warmed your

cockles with a fire.

Use the stairs to get
to his room and all the world.

Oh, then you got your spare charge

and that is per spare
from my fried up and down.

Now tell me, Mr Wonka,

did you happen to use the mini bar?

There's a mini bar.

Mini bar, bar sink

I might have briefly.

So even Bleacher knows
you never touch the minibar

and he was rising a ditch.

Add in your mattress eye,

your linear piece
and your pillow penalty

and you are looking

at 10 fans and sovereigns.

It's all in the small print theory.

I don't have 10,000 summers.

We have a problem, Mr Wonka.

You're going to have to work it off
in the washouts and chat

a sober in a day, 10,000

days, 27

years.

You must be Mr Wonka.

Abacus country.

The child of the captain.

At least I was.

Now he runs the place,
and he best do as he says.

Will you answer to me?

Piper.

Ben Plumber, My tree.

This is Miss Lottie Bell.

She don't talk much.

Shuttlesworth comedian.

They got all the YouTube did they?

I'm afraid so.

We, each of us, found ourselves
in need of a cheap place

to stay and neglected to win

the small print.

One moment of stupidity followed
by and Mr Pratt sounds

like my third marriage.

I'm sorry.

I do that a lot.

A lot.

I've only been married once
and it didn't work out.

It's got to be some way
out of here.

You don't think we've tried?

There are bars on the window
and there's a dog on the door.

And even if you could get out,
that contract is watertight.

If you're not here at roll call,
Mrs Scrubbin,

we'll call the police.

They'll bring you right back,

and she'll charge you 1000
for the inconvenience.

Yeah.

All right, everybody,
back to work.

Come along.

Mr Wonka.

You come with me.

You're in here on Suns.

As you take up to the apparel

and you see it in the barrel, Sun scrum.

And you take it to the mangle
and you turn the giant.

Up

really high until it's nearly dries
from strong.

But when we sing the song,

the cradle seems a long strub stroke.

So we got into our drive scrub scrolls.

And if you don't agree?

See clause five,
Section 7 I, paragraph 22,

Part D which says.

Strap strap.

I.

Room service.

Told you to read
the small print.

You can't read.

Can you

focus my studies almost
exclusively on chocolate?

I see.

Everything else I've relied
on the kindness of strangers

and look for that guy.

The staff quarters.

You've got a bed.

You had bed, desk and a wash basement
slash toilet.

The water comes in two temperatures,
cold

and colder.

How much do you owe them?

10,000.

Count yourself lucky.

I owe 30.

What?

How do you owe
the money?

I thought they found you
down the laundry.

Took me in out of the goodness
of their hearts

and charged me

for the privilege.

A pair of monsters.

The greedy beat,

the needy every time Mr Wonka

gets just the way of the world.

Come on, Noodle, that's just
your orphan syndrome talking.

By what your orphans in your
and we are not.

What are you doing?

I'm making chocolate,
of course.

How do you like it?

Dark.

White.

Nutty.

Absolutely insane.

I don't know.

I've never had any.

No.

What?

You've never had chocolate?

Still.

Well,

lucky for you noodle,

I have selection of the world's
finest ingredients right here

And

finally travel Factory.

Oh, when did it begin?

That's the question I know.

Silver Linings made of
condensed thunderclouds

and liquid sunlight.

Helps you see that bank, Raya.

Hope beyond the shadow of despair.

Just what we need.

What did you

say?

Did you always want
to make chocolate?

Back when I was your age,
I wanted to be a magician.

My mom was a cook.

Lived on the river,
just the two of us.

Perfect little world tomorrow.

Only, I remember I used
to spend every waking hour

trying to come up with some new trick

to impress my mom.

And the real magic came from her.

You know a lot of money.

Each week she brought home
one cocoa bean.

By the time my birthday came around,

there was enough to make
a single bar of chocolate.

But it wasn't just any old chocolate.

Far from?

This has to be the batch tablet
in the world.

I don't know about that.

They say the very best comes
from a place called The Gallery Gourmet.

It is my

panty.

Better than yours,
my mom.

It's impossible.

It still happens.

I don't know a little secret,
but even those fancy pants don't.

What is it?

I tell you,

when you're older,
you get to sleep.

We should go, Emma.

When I got them to the Gallery
Gourmet and

start the show.

Yeah, with that name
above the door and everything.

And that's the wonderful journey.

Is that all it is?

Just a drink.

Every good thing in this world
started with dream.

You hold on to.

When you do, share a chocolate
with the world.

Right there beside.

That's too bad.

Not.

Sleep.

So what was it really?

What was the secret?

I never found out.

Soon after, she felt sick.

Before I knew it,

all I had left
was a bar of chocolate.

That's why I'm here.

So I can feel the same way
I did back then.

Can you talk over there?

What do you mean?

My mom was promised that when
I shared chocolate with the world,

she'd be right there

beside me.

I know it sounds crazy,

but I always hope
you somehow keep that promise.

She might even tell me her secret.

Yeah, sure.

But she hadn't done that.

You don't like it?

No, I like it.

It's just.

What?

Now, which day I don't
have chocolate bowl?

Be a little harder.

Then how would you like to have
all the chocolate you can eat every day

for the rest

of your life?

A lifetime supply.

A lifetime supply?

What would I have to do?

Not much.

Just getting out of here.

Are you crazy?

It's easy.

I'll get someone to cover my shift,

and you can smoke me
out in your laundry card.

Just for a few hours.

Mine.

Don't believe you know
it's gone.

What's the plan of that?

Some chocolate, of course.

Let the profits pay off,
Mrs Scrub it in no time.

It's a nice idea, Willie.

It's a great idea,
but it will never work.

Of course it will.

You're tall.

You don't understand.

This is scrub.

It's like a hawk.

Teach her a Beady Eye on everything
that comes in and out the wash tails.

Except.

Huh.

What?

No, it's nothing.

Huh.

That's not nothing.

That's a silver line.

It's giving my idea.

OK, so the one time she dropped
the garbage and this aristocrat

came into the laundry,

he was only asking for directions,

but she was all over him like a rash.

It was disgusting.

All we have to do is not an aristocrat

and slip out while she's distracted.

Yeah, but whenever you want
to find an aristocrat.

Huh.

A double, huh?

I've come to make a confession.

So grateful.

Let's keep it up.

Forgive me, Father,
for I have sinned.

I have had 150 of these
since my last confession.

Temptation is very hard
to resist.

Send me down.

See you later.

Good evening, Chief.

They're all waiting.

Thank you very much.

Good evening gentlemen.

I brought my invoice.

One chocolatier moved on
for the usual fee.

Here we go, baby.

Here's the good stuff.

How would you like to earn
a few more of those?

Oh, are you listening creeping
That Mister Wonka

might require a little more
than simply

moving on.

He's

good.

Too good and Hodsmoor.

He only charges a sovereign a chocolate,

so anyone can afford them even.

You.

The poor.

I've just been a little bit sick
in my mouth.

Could you please refrain
from mentioning

that demographic in my presence?

He doesn't like it when people say,

sorry Felix, we want you to send Wonka

a message backed up by physical force.

And if he attempts to sell chocolate
in this town again,

he is liable to meet with a

little X

in which he dies.

No, I got that already.

Don't have to keep saying it.

We're just making sure
we're all on the same page

when everyone's on your page.

Was that supposed to be?

Well, I don't mean actually,
what does it mean?

Gentleman, please.

So what are you saying to you?

Do we have a deal?

I'm an officer of the law.

I can't just go around roughing
up the competition.

I'm sorry.

Well, our chief.

I can see Jordan,
man of integrity.

Thank you, but ask yourself this.

Have you got a sweet tooth?

I do.

A hunger that you have to feel.

Haven't got a sweet

tooth.

I do.

We've got everything.

You mean

Don't give me that conscience
nonsense.

Hundreds of your favourites.

Sorry, I'm afraid it's no.

Promise the wife
I cut down on chocolate.

You know I got to get in shape
for the policeman's ball, so.

I

know I've had it
since I was a boy.

Not a little sweet tooth.

It's true.

The only thing
that brings you joy.

Don't look at your waistline,

it's fine.

Man, who needs to see
their toes,

so.

700 bucks.

That's a lot of chocolates, no?

I

do.

Really.

Do you think the candies.

Candies.

Oh yeah.

Well, we've got lots and lots and lots
and lots and lots and lots and lots.

Of crazy.

Amazing what a tailor can conceal.

Keep directed Chocolates,
1800 Naughty.

Unmistakable sound of love.

What?

She's madly in love with you,

Missus Scrubbert beside it.

And why not look at you?

Fine figure of a man.

You seem to tidy yourself
up a little.

Get some new clothes,
have a bath.

Both.

You

do know what they say.

What do they say?

She'll be thankful for an angle

and please to see your needs.

But if you want
to make our side.

Show us some pie.

8008 thousand flowers
now get in there.

Idle peasant.

Nothing.

Do you like that coat noodle?

Right.

I was collecting larger
from Professor Monaco the other day.

Yeah, he's writing a book
about the Bavarian royal family.

He's got sketches of noblemen
all over his wall,

so this one looks rather familiar.

Blimey, I looked exactly
like Mr Bleacher.

Are you telling me Bleacher
is a Bavarian aristocrat?

Can I get monkey?

Making sure you don't.

Use your chance
between my mailman pants.

Something must be going on
because we never change ourselves from.

Oh, so you find much
of regular light here.

You done something if you want.

Maybe, maybe not.

Where'd you get them dungarees?

Then I shouldn't be.

Yeah, not bad, I suppose.

What are you doing
all the way over there?

Keeping my knees warm?

Oh, I've had to come over
and have a glass of gin.

Why don't you come over here?

Where it's all hot.

Oh my, no.

Ladies and gentlemen,

may I present to you
a brand new contraction

of my creation and

innovation and logification.

Scrub, scrub.

Let me ask you a question.

How does title want to spend
all this time chasing after milk?

And what do I have to do all day?

Hello, scrubbers.

Please, scrub, Scrub.

Again, little kids to run
and I can have fun.

Just popping out for a bit.

I'll be back before roll call.

Until then, Pittles is agreed
to scrub scrub.

Son, tell me all about Bavaria,

where you're from.

Oh.

All clear really.

Yeah, we did it.

Oh, John Noodle.

Can't believe it worked.

What's going on, Willie?

Where are the chocolates?

I'm going to tell you
this noodle, but.

They've been stoned, stolen.

Goodbye, little orange man.

What?

The little orange man?

I didn't tell you about him.

No, you didn't.

He comes in the dead of the night
and he steals all my chocolate.

But having every few weeks
for the past 3-4 years now, really.

Sometimes I spine in that strange realm
to like sleep and wake.

Green hair glinting
in the moonlight.

Green hair.

Willie.

Willie.

You don't seriously expect me
to believe this, do you?

Of course I do.

What other explanation is there?

I don't know.

That's you Go to sleep,
dream by little Green Man,

and while you're dreaming,
stuck your face with chocolate.

Stuff my.

That makes a lot more sense.

Why did everything?

This would work?

I've been eating on my own chocolate.

Hey, something

stupid about my chocolate.

If Mrs Scrubber had spotted us,

I'd be in the coop right now.

Look, I'm sorry, OK?

But we can make more chocolate.

Only problem is, I'm gonna
let him

milk.

Well, that's not a problem.

Milk.

A that is stealing.

And see, Willy Wonka does not use
any of the cows milk.

For this particular creation I require
the milk of a giraffe.

OK, fine.

As a matter of fact,
there's one

at the zoo.

But a the zoo is not that way

and.

They're not going to just walk
in there and milk it.

So we're very lucky
the little orange man can find this.

From

Zoo Management Recognition of your Years
of service.

But I've only been here a year.

Which is why there's
only one chocolate.

Huh.

Well, thank you very much.

You're welcome.

Good night.

So what is it really?

It's called a big night out,

a single chocolate

that perfectly mimics a night

on the

town.

Outer layer champagne.

The next is white wine.

Followed by red.

When

he hits the layer of whiskey fudge,
we'll get emotional.

You might do something right.

Hello Brittany, it's Basil.

I just wanted to say
I've always loved you.

We sat together
in chemistry at school.

No, no, don't hang up.

Finally some old pork
from the back of the cupboard.

That.

Why did they fly away?

You're kidding.

Oh, I'm serious.

That's the thing about flamingos thinking,
someone shooting away.

Dress.

You have got.

One.

You're nearly my tiger.

Giraffe OK,
I'm going to read.

Good evening.

Miss.

Abigail.

Whoa.

Giraffes are just crazy
about my Acacia minutes

a lot more than anything else

except

being scratching the chains.

Are you going to go now?

Who?

Yeah.

Oh.

If you like.

And this Abigail,

my colleague here, gives you
a good scratch.

Do you think you could possibly spare
a pint or two

and you don't know?

So have you done this before?

Once in Africa.

Magnificent beast.

Was she wild?

Wild.

She was absolutely furious.

He sure can be silly, Willy.

I suppose that's true.

Noodle strudel.

That doesn't

work, does it?

Nothing rhymes in noodle.

Where did you get
that name, anyway?

Doesn't matter.

Go on.

This.

That's all I have
for my little parents.

See and for.

Or Nora or Nina.

Or nothing at all.

Can't you trace the owner?

You don't think I've tried?

When I was a kid.

I always hope that I'd find
my parents

and they live in this beautiful old
building full of books.

My mom,

she'd be waiting there
for me at the door,

and I run into our arms.

She'd give me this big hug,
like she'd never let me go.

Then I realised it was
just a stupid trick.

Something stupid about
that isn't there.

I know things haven't been easy
for your noodle.

They're gonna get better.

I'm not gonna let you ride
in that wash house forever.

We promise.

I get better than that.

I think he promised,

and that's
the most solemn vow there is.

Gets red.

We don't have long
until that guard comes.

Toodle, noodle, turtle.

It's not even a word.

I'm going to keep working on it.

For a moment.

Life doesn't seem quite so bad.

Four moments.

I kind of forgot to be sad.

He turns long

until

day.

But don't get carried away.

Never let down your guard.

Let them into your heart
for a moment.

Not for a moment.

I got it.

Listen to this.

Noodle.

Noodle.

Upholstery.

Some people don't,

and some

people do.

Little Snakes for Bingo bears

singing this song will improve
your

mood of Poodle Dee Dee.

Noodle Dee dummy.

We're having noodles
and poodles of

fun.

You don't like I will stay in

the sky.

Some people don't.

Just some.

Chief, you

know that fellow.

You wanted a word.

Life doesn't seem quite so bad.

And for moments.

Kind of forgot to be sad.

Mr.

Walker worded Private,
if I may.

Certainly, Officer.

Be on your way out the ball.

Please show Sir.

Oh yeah.

This is between me and Mr.

Walker.

Don't worry about me.

I've talked my way to tighter
spots than this.

I'll meet you back in the car.

Now, if this is about Abigail,
I got a message for you.

Do not sell chocolate
in this town.

You got it.

Not really, I'm afraid.

Oh, so you got a month on you,
huh, candy man?

I said.

You hear me?

That time I have

water in my ears.

Oh

yeah, OK,

that makes sense.

Listen, I'm sorry.

I'm all out of whack.

Truth is, I want
to be doing this.

I don't want you to be doing this.

But I still got to give you a message.

Sell chocolate in this town again,

You're going to get more
than a bark on the head.

I'll come ahead.

He's with me today.

Can you give me just a second?

Mrs Scrubbit,

your eyes are like too rabbit
dropping in a couple of pulse.

Mr Wonka,
good of you to join us.

Not late am I

cutting it a bit Fine,

but still has been pulling his weight.

As a matter of fact, titles
has been a very good boy

and productivity is up 30%.

We took the afternoon off,
but that's not the point.

This is the point.

Not now, Larry.

Sorry.

The point is where have you been

and why do you smell a giraffe?

Guess you guys an explanation.

Truth is, I'm a chocolate maker.

Not just any chocolate.

The best in the world.

Yeah, well, Noodles flattering me,
but she's right.

Very expensive.

It is to sell chocolate
and pay off misses scrubbing.

At least that was the plan.

Until, let me guess,

you had a little run in
with the chief of police.

Because I was slugged with accountant
for a week at least.

His regular bookkeeper was off sick

and I was called halfway
across the country to take

his place.

Good evening, Mr Slugworth.

I just need your signature
on the straightforward job.

Until I realised

there were two sets of books,

one for the authorities
and one which told the truth.

Sonworth, Thicklegrouper
and Propnos

have been in cones for years,

a sort of chocolate

cartel if you will.

They've been watering down their chocolate

and storing the excess
in a secret vault deep

beneath the cathedral,

guarded round the clock
by a corrupt cleric

and 500 chocoholic

monks.

The only way is down a secret elevator

and past the Mistress of the Keys,

the subterranean

Sentinel who hasn't seen
sunlight in years.

There's thousands of gallons
of chocolate down there

and the cartel use it to bribe,

blackmail and bludgeon
the competition.

Good morning, Mrs Legwell.

From now on, I'll be keeping
the letter in the vault.

Oh, and Mr Crunch.

Yes, you're fired.

Thank you, Sir.

I'm sorry, Mr Bunker,
but they've got you right

where they want you.

You can't get a shot
without selling chocolate,

and you can't sell chocolate
without

a shop.

You.

You know.

What is it, Willie?

What's this for?

Your wages.

A lifetime supply, Remember?

You didn't have to do that.

Of course I did.

I gave you my word.

Thanks, I've got something
for you too for me.

Who's this class F4 Other

way up.

It's an A.

Your first letter
I'm teaching you to read.

Well, I can't have my business partner,

even by a tiger or nearly.

We're still partners, sure,

but I don't know how we're going
to sell any chocolate.

Every time the police show up,

you'd have to vanish
in the thin air.

My competition,

right?

Yeah, that's one thing.

When you're on stage, you have ropes
and pulleys and trap doors.

There's none of those
in the street.

As a matter of fact,
they're wrong.

There are trapdoors.

I love the city.

They're called storm drains.

I'd be happy to show you around
if you cut me in on the action.

If you're recruiting,
I'd do anything

to get out of here

and make up with my wife.

I don't have any practical skills,

but I can talk like I want to water.

And if you need someone
to handle communications,

I'm your woman.

About my daughter in me,
I did not know she could speak.

I thought you were mine.

No.

I actually used to work
at the telephone exchange,

but back then I was quite the chatterbox.

But then I came.

I haven't had much
to talk about.

Far be it from me to pour cold water
on all your thumb,

but if Mrs Scrubby catches you

trying to escape, you'll all get
six months in the coop.

So just think about that before getting
involved in this harebrained scheme.

But it's not harebrained.

Abacus Woolish chocolates
are incredible.

Try 1.

That's very kind of a noodle.

I don't care how good
his chocolates are.

When do we start?

I guess I'm trying to say Barbara
is and will you marry me?

I don't know, Colin,
you're a lovely man,

but I'm looking for someone
to sweep me off

my feet, You know, whisk me
off to a life of adventure.

Could that be you?

No problem with my chronic
lack of self-confidence.

I I just feel sorry to have wasted
your

time, Barbara.

Taxi.

Hey, I miss you.

Can I help you?

Oh wait, Sir.

Given anything for a broken heart.

So the taxis never stop.

The girls think
you're a flop.

You're a wedding cold.

You're getting old.

Your confidence is shocked.

It's true.

When people look at you,

they seem to look straight through
or like you're something

brown they found upon
the bottom of their shoe.

Have you been following me?

But they should lift the glue.

My giraffe milk macaroon.

Just take a chance and you'll be dancing
to a different tune.

Goodbye to feeling small
and frightened of it all.

Just eat a few of these and you'll
be feeling 10 feet tall.

Well, there's chocolate

and the chocolate

only one is makes
your confidence skyrocket.

What happened to your family?

Get yourself some water chocolate.

Just one.

You've never had talking like this.

Have you tried these new ones?

Oh, got to have to go.

Just popping in and everything
becomes a Broadway show.

Monster hair.

Can't think where.

Up there, despair.

I can prepare me.

Hold my hair, repair it clear
it's made from grandma.

From the markets of Manila.

Take heedy more than three
and you'll end up like a gorilla.

And there's some of it.

Put a sock in it.

Make sure they're all frisked.

Have you ever had chocolate
like this?

I never had to laugh at my face.

Get yourself

some water chocolate.

Put your hands into your.

And illiterate,
can you tell me

what this word is?

Well, that's a bell,
and that's a consonant.

What's that?

Now you're talking nonsense.

I should call it.

I could never sell chocolate
like this.

Well, there's chocolate.

I understand that.

And there's chocolate.

Totally true.

I'm trying

to tell you, is the nick
we don't get on top of this.

We'll go fast.

Chocolate.

Chocolate wheels seems to exist much.

You've never had trouble like this?

No, we've never had talkers like this.

I don't find you.

You've never had chocolate like this?

Have you ever had

something like this?

All right.

Where is he?

Where did he go?

No.

Yeah.

So that's how you're doing it.

Avenue.

I want a man on every storm
drain in the city.

You sure, Sir?

Should we be focused on all those
on suburbs?

No, no, no, no.

This is the priority, OK?

OK, you know what,
I'm gonna need your help up.

Yep, pretty sure I've gained
about £150 in less 2 weeks.