Original subtitles

( theme music playing )

( door slams )

MRS. WICKET: Now, look here. Are you listening?

Hey, you, look at it, you twit.

All this is gonna go.

You, take the mower

and get on with it, right?

( mumbles )

Okay.

( sputtering )

( sighs )

A-ha.

Oh.

Come on. Come on.

Come on.

- ( sputter stops ) - Oh.

( sighs )

( mumbling )

MR. BEAN: Ah.

Hmm?

Morning.

( mumbling )

( laughs )

All right.

( clicks tongue )

( chuckles )

Here we go.

Okay. Ready?

Three, two,

one, go.

( music playing )

( sighs )

( slurps )

Hmm.

( wheels squeaking )

How you getting on?

Well.

Ah.

( doorbell ringing )

Coming, coming.

MRS. WICKET: What?

You got a room to rent?

No.

- Oh. - ( beeps )

( clears throat )

( laughs )

Hmm.

Oh, come in, then.

( panting )

There you are.

Oh. Hmm.

Take it or leave it.

Okay, thank you.

Oh. Hmm, hmm, hmm.

No, no, no. Hmm.

( grunts )

Oh, no, no, no.

( laughs ) Yeah.

( yawns )

( mower revving )

( gasps )

( laughs )

What's all the--

Oh.

( laughs ) Cup of tea?

Uh-huh.

What the...

( music playing )

Hmm.

Right.

Huh?

Oh.

( gasps )

What's this?

It's so extraordinary.

Hmm.

( gasps )

His experiment?

Look at this.

I wonder which...

( mumbling )

Whew.

( cat snarling )

( dog barking )

Now, what does this do?

( chuckles )

( growls )

Come on.

( cat snarling )

Hey, mate.

Oh. Hey.

( gasps )

( whines )

( barks )

( laughing )

( gasps )

MRS. WICKET: What's going on?

( sighs )

( meows )

( gasps )

MRS. WICKET: Pepper!

Get out of it.

- Morning. - Come on now.

Oh.

Oh.

( meows )

- Oh. - Oh, come on.

Here, Scrapper!

Hmm.

Ah, yes.

MRS. WICKET: Hang on.

Hang on, sweetheart. Someone, please.

Oh, hurry up.

Don't look down.

Ah.

Oh.

Push, push, push, push, push, push.

Push.

( cat snarling )

Oh.

MRS. WICKET: Bean. Oh!

- There. - Oh.

( screams )

( laughs ) There.

- There. - Thank you so much.

Oh, come in, have a Ramekin biscuit.

Oh, no, no. The two of you

devil dirty, people.

( sighs heavily )

Mr. Bean,

you are moving upstairs.

( growls )

But, but, but...

Oh, no.

Oh.

( sighs )

Oh.

( sighs )

Back to work.

( sighs )

Oh.

Yes.

( music playing )

Oh, hmm.

Hey?

Oi.

Hey, you.

( mumbling )

- What you playing at? - MR. BEAN: I can explain.

- No, you don't understand. - Hey.

- You don't understand. - Come here. Hey.

Let's get-- no, no, look at this.

It's a high tech sofa.

it's fantastic, it's fantastic.

Hmm? Oh.

Whoo! ( laughs )

( laughing continues )

Hmm.

Hmm.

My thought.

No, not ahead.

Oh, no.

( sighs )

( growls )

( gasps ) Revenge.

( Mrs. Wicket laughing )

MRS. WICKET: Nee-naw, nee-naw, nee-naw.

MAN: ( clears throat)

Ta-da.

Oh.

MAN: Oh, if you feel like...

Oh, la, oh.

( scoffs ) Oh.

Step on.

Hey, all right.

- Press the button. - Yes.

- Oh. ( laughs ) - ( laughing )

Hey, how about that?

( laughing )

( gasps )

( scoffs )

Uh-huh.

MRS. WICKET: Sorry Scrapper.

Now, what's he up to?

Don't think you couldn't get one up from me.

( mumbles )

Now, let's have a look-see.

Oh.

MAN: Yeah.

Oh.

Yes. Good.

Cheers.

( mumbling )

Oh!

I got it!

( clears throat )

- Mrs. Wicket? - MRS. WICKET: Oh.

- ( mumbling ) - ( beeping )

( Mrs. Wicket chuckles )

- Please sit down. - Ooh.

What a place.

- Oh, smoke. - No.

- ( beeps ) - Now what?

Ooh.

Look.

MRS. WICKET: Oh.

And wine.

Just the top.

( screams )

- Oh. - MRS. WICKET: Oh, no!

Oh, stop it.

MAN: No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Oh, get it off.

Get it off.

( screams )

No, no, no, no, no, you don't.

Ow. Will you get me down?

Oh. Ow.

Oops. It's not my fault.

How dare you!

MAN: Oh.

MR. BEAN: Yes.

Yes, yes, yes.

Yes, yes, yes, yes.

Oh, excellent.

( chuckles )

MRS. WICKET: And don't you come back!

It's not my fault.

Bye.

You.

Bye-bye. Bye-bye.

What's that?

Oh, it's something about the rat.

What's that?

Dear, oh, dear. Oh, dear.

( theme music playing )

MR. BEAN: Oh.