( 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.
( 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.
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.