(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)
(MUSIC PLAYING)
CATES: Hey, Thomas.
The lady of the house has decided to play croquet later today,
and the course must be set up to perfection.
CATES: You do this right, and you can take the afternoon off.
(SLURPING)
And what is the one thing that can ruin this beautiful course?
Pesky rodents, that's what.
So, we must make sure that no mice come anywhere near this course,
and by "we," I mean "you."
Do you understand?
(SNORING)
(MOANING)
(SNORING RESUMES)
(YAWNS)
(GROANS)
(THUDS)
(MUSIC PLAYING)
(POPPING)
(POPPING INTENSIFIES)
(FEET SCREECHING)
(SPITS)
(CLANGS)
(EYEBALLS RATTLING)
(THUDDING)
(TWEETING)
(THUDDING)
(CLANGS)
(GROWLS)
(EXPLOSION)
(SCREAMS)
(PEACOCK CAWING)
(DINGING)
(LAUGHING)
(DINGING)
(DINGING CONTINUES)
(FEET SCREECHING)
(TEETH SHATTERING)
(GAGS)
(WHIRRING)
(SCREAMS)
(CROWS CAWING)
(CLEARS THROAT)
(SCREAMS)
(REVVING)
(REVVING STOPS)
(SCREECHING)
(PANTING)
(WHEEZES)
(PANTING CONTINUES)
(SQUEAKING)
(RUMBLING)
(EXPLOSION)
Cates!
What is it, My Lady?
What on Earth?
I don't recall requesting a large body of water to cover the croquet field.
Ah, yes, My Lady.
I... That is, Thomas was looking after the field,
and I, by no means, had any...
Thomas!
DUCHESS: Well, congratulate Thomas then.
I always wanted a lake on the property.
We shall go punting, instead of the game.
Ah, indeed.
Well done, Thomas. Good show.
DUCHESS: Oh, dear. This rather alters things a bit.
I'll leave this to you and Thomas to straighten out,
and quickly.
Or else, there could be dire consequences.
Yes, My Lady. Of course, My Lady. Straight away.
(CLEARS THROAT) Thomas.
(CRASHING)
Hop to it.
(LAUGHING)
(MUSIC PLAYING)