Original subtitles

( music playing )

( flashlight bulb shatters )

( door slams )

( humming )

( sighs )

MR. BEAN: Right. One for me...

and one for Teddy.

Good evening.

If you'd like, follow me, sir.

This way.

Oh, here we are.

Ha, stay there.

Mmm.

Ta-da!

Is this yours?

( chuckles ) No?

That's yours.

There we are.

Go on, dig in.

( munching )

Hmm.

Hmmm...

Uh, Teddy, can I have a chip?

Are you sure?

Oh, you're too kind.

Another one?

Hmm. Go on.

Mmm.

There we go. A spot of telly.

Come on.

( mumbling )

MR. BEAN: God's sake!

It must be here somewhere.

( flaps lips )

Ah.

No.

Ah.

( indistinct voiceover on TV )

Polar bears?

Oh, you'd like to move table, sir?

Here we go.

Here you go. Ah.

( Mr. Bean giggles )

( sighs )

Okay?

( plate breaks )

In you go!

( grunting )

( tires screeching )

MAN: Hey you!

( car honks )

Aha!

- Right. - ( elevator bell dings )

( bell dings )

Floor six. Floor six.

- Don't cheat, man. - Oh, come on.

Come on.

( bell dings )

( screaming )

( woman screams )

( grunts )

( elevator bell dings )

( whistling melody )

Oh, wrong floor.

( bell dings )

( muttering )

( gasps )

( contented sigh )

Teddy. Teddy.

( clears throat )

Are you buying this?

Oh! Oh!

- Ahem. - Uh, what?

- ( whines ) - It's ours.

Oh.

Eh...

( gasps )

( tires screeching )

( crashing )

( tires screeching )

Aha.

Oh.

( sighs )

( sighs )

Oh...?

WOMAN: This will do nicely.

- Gimme! - Oh!

Ah.

Look like I can sell this. I can sell that.

I can sell the...

( mumbling )

This and this.

Hmm.

Huh? Hmm.

( muttering )

- Hello. - Morning.

I've got others just like that.

- Ohh! Don't touch that! - MAN: Yes, it is.

- Yes, it is. - It's all--

- it's all I've got. - No, no, no.

No. Let me...

Shh, be quiet.

Ohh!

Not this!

Oh.

( cries )

Oh, all right.

- ( girl cackles ) - Teddy.

Ohhh!

Um, tell me...

Teddy!

Teddy! Teddy, come back here.

( bus honks horn )

- Give me the teddy, please. - A tenner.

MR. BEAN: Give me the teddy.

No, wait.

Give me the ted--

Gimme.

( muttering )

All right.

- Thank you. - Mummy!

Now, Teddy, don't you dare

wander off like that again.

( metal hinges squeal )

- Take it away, Guv. - MR. BEAN: Stop! Stop! Stop!

Why didn't you at least take the sofa?

( clears throat)

Excuse me.

- Um, how much? - Three.

Uh, three, uh, hundred.

( laughs )

Three hundred! Three hundred!

Three hundred!

( tires screeching )

Excuse me. Excuse me.

Gangway. Gangway.

- Oh. - Hmm.

- Hmm. - WOMAN: Hmm, nice.

It would go with the coffee table, George.

- MR. BEAN: Ahhh... - WOMAN: I like the shape,

- don't you? - MAN: Shape?

WOMAN: Nice with the pictures, too,

- wouldn't it? - Hello.

Uh, good morning, sir. Good morning, madam.

- WOMAN: Mr. Bean? - Bean.

- Uh, yes, sir. - We're very interested in this.

Oh, the sofa. Hmm...

- I think he's surprised. - ( sniffing )

WOMAN: Is it all right?

This sofa...

smells...

No, no, no, no, no.

Whereas, this here...

( mumbling )

Ahem, ahem. What do you think you're doing?

WOMAN: Excuse me.

It's the cushion I want.

Oh, the cushion.

It's the cushion she wants.

Very nice choice.

Oh!

( Mr. Bean exulting )

Oh, Teddy.

( grunting )

Out, or three hundred!

Oh.

- Cash! - Oh. Cash.

( cheering )

To you, to you, to you. Round the corner.

Okay.

- There you go. - What?

No.

Oh, hey.

Hey, hey, hey, hey. Take the sofa away.

( laughing )

What?

( Mrs. Wicket clears throat )

Mr. Bean, move it.

( sighs )

( tires screech )

Ohh.

( grunting )

Off you go.

( giggles )

What?

( muttering )

( tires screech )

( ignition starts )

What the dickens?!

Oh.

Look at this.

All nice.

Now...

Where's that thing gone now?

Oh, no. Oh, no.

( mumbling )

It's still there. Excuse me.

I was just hoping. I hope I-- Have you got that--

Have you got that...

Huh? Huh?

- ( car starts ) - Oh, no.

Stop! Stop!

Stop! Ohh!

Why did you-- ( gibbering )

A sale is a sale.

Oh, yes. All right, stop, stop!

( sighs )

( music playing )

( flashlight bulb shatters )

MR. BEAN: Ohh.