Babe Page #2

they run a sheep down

and tear it to pieces.

Fly would never do that!

Fly, is it? A right vicious

creature she be, I'll tell you.

- Not Fly.

- All them wolves is cruel to sheep. Always have been.

Brutal savages! That's what they be.

I wouldn't want to see a gentle soul

like you mixin' with the likes of them.

That afternoon when he saw Fly,

the pig's mind was a

tangle of questions.

Cruel, vicious, brutal?

What was it that dogs

did in the fields all day?

- Hello, Babe? Had a good day?

- Yes, thank you.

The old sheep had to be wrong about Fly.

And the pig promised himself that he would

never think badly of any creature ever again.

Crime and Punishment!

The morning of the terrible crime...

started like any other on Hoggett Farm.

Comin' through! Comin' through!

Take off!

- Now!

- Up, up, up.

Nee-nee-nee-nee.

Hmm?

I was worried it might have a harsh tone,

but that's quite a nice musical ring.

I walked into O'Halloran's Hardware,

and there it was waiting for me.

What a splendid way to

wake up each morning!

Hoggett, dear. Church.

When embarking on an audacious crime,

a duck needs a willing accomplice.

A creature who is

reliable, beyond suspicion,

and above all, extremely gullible.

Hey! Psst!

Wha

- What?

You look like an intelligent,

sophisticated, discerning young fella.

- Who, me?

- Yeah. Follow me. Oh, boy! Are you in for some fun!

What are we doin'? Where are we goin'?

Now the duck knew

exactly what he had to do.

- The alarm clock had to go. His very life depended on it.

- Do you see it?

- Yes.

- Good.

So I go through the kitchen,

across the living room...

- Good, good.

- into the bedroom.

Get the mechanical rooster

and bring it out to you.

- What about that cat?

- But quietly bring it out to you.

- Excellent.

- I don't think I can do it.

It's against the rules. Only dogs

and cats allowed in the house.

It's a good rule, but this is bigger

than rules. This is life and death.

- It is? -

Mm-hmm. Follow me.

Hello! Look, there's

something you should know.

- Humans eat ducks!

- I beg your pardon?

Most ducks prefer to forget it, but the

fact is that humans like to eat plump ducks.

I don't think so. Not the

boss. Not the boss's wife.

Come on. Humans don't eat cats. Why?

- Well, they're- - They're

indispensable. They catch mice.

Humans don't eat roosters. Why? They make eggs

with the hens and wake up everyone in the morning.

I tried it with the

hens. It didn't work.

So I turned to crowing,

and lo! I discover my gift.

But no sooner do I become indispensable

than they bring in a machine to do the job!

Ah, the treachery of it!

- A mechanical rooster!

- Oh, dear me.

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