Gnomeo and Juliet

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Year:: 2011
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Shh! Shh!
The story you are about to see
has been told before. A lot.
And now we are going to tell it again.
But different.
It's about two star-crossed lovers
kept apart by a big feud.
No one knows how this feud started,
but it's all quite entertaining.
Unfortunately, before we begin,
there is a rather long, boring prologue,
which I will read to you now.
"Two households, both alike in dignity,
In fair Verona...
...where we lay our scene,
From ancient grudge
break to new mutiny,
Where civil blood
makes civil hands unclean.
From forth the fatal loins
of these two foes..."
Ah, Miss Montague,
out you come to ruin my day.
My, that's a hideous cardigan,
Mr. Capulet. It suits you.
Wizened old hag.
You crumbly old codger.
Oh, great.
No, this way!
Whoa!
I got one! I got one!
I got one! I got one!
Winston! Throw us the ball!
Huh?
Huh?
Tybalt!
Oh, those Blues are at it again.
Top of the morning,
Lord Redbrick!
Lady Bluebury.
Your tulips are looking a little limp
this year, aren't they?
Oh! I don't like
what you're incinerating.
The proper word is "insinuating."
Illiterate.
I am not illiterate!
My parents were married!
Benny! Come on. Let's go give those Reds
another lesson on how it's done.
Yeah.
Shroom, all clear?
Gnomeo! Gnomeo!
- Gnomeo! It's your mum!
- Huh? Oh, no!
Just get this out into the alley!
I'll catch up with you.
- OK, OK.
- Gnomeo...
Mum! Have you ever seen our beautiful,
beautiful garden from this angle?
Oh, yes. Especially the wisteria.
That tree was your father's
pride and joy.
May he rest in pieces.
Oh, how you remind me of him.
Oh. Which is why I wanted to say...
- I know. I know. My chores.
- Gnomeo...
Edging, trimming, planting, pruning.
Consider it all done.
- I wanted to say...
- Done, done. It's done like I did it.
- Gnomeo!
- Done.
All I wanted to say was "good luck."
Thanks, Mum.
Go out there and show them we Blues
are better than any Red!
Red. I hate the word.
Wow!
A Cupid's Arrow orchid!
Oh! Juliet!
Huh? Oh! Whoa!
Oh.
Hiya, Dad!
You won't believe what I found!
Do you want to get smashed?
Aflower that will put that Blue garden
to shame, just across the alley.
This feud business
is none of your concern.
And as leader of this garden,
it's up to me to...
Uh, I am a Red, after all.
Oh, you're just as impulsivated
as your mother was. Bless her to bits.
Now, back where you belong.
I can't just stay tucked away
on this pedestal all my life.
Don't you see?
When will you realize you're delicate?
I'm not delicate!
She's definitely not delicate.
Stubborn girl.
Right.
Delicate? Hmm!
I'll show him who's delicate.
Gnomeo! Gnomeo!
Tybalt, go!
Tybalt, go! Tybalt, go!
Gnomeo! Gnomeo! Gnomeo!
Tybalt, go! Tybalt, go! Tybalt, go!
Gnomeo!
OK, boys, y'all know the rules,
and I don't need to repeat them.
But I'm gonna, because I wanna.
And here they are:
No biting, no scratching,
no kicking, no burping,
no slurping, no cussing, no squalling,
no rassling, no heeing, no hawing,
and more than anything, no cheating!
No cheating? Hey, that's not fair!
- Gnomeo! Gnomeo! Gnomeo!
- On your marks! Get set!
- Sucker!
- Go, go, go!
Huh?
Aah!
Whoa!
No!
Gnomeo! Gnomeo! Gnomeo!
Tybalt, go! Tybalt, go!
You're the greatest, boss.
The greatest by far.
The greatest! The greatest by far!
Oh! Please, please, my friends.
Tell me something I don't already know.
A cheat! A cheat! That's what you are!
A cheat! A cheat! That's what you are!
Well, Benny, I didn't think
it was possible,
but your mouth is getting
even bigger than your hat!
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