As primeras 194 linias.
Abigail!
Abigail!
Abigail!
Abigail!
When are you going to learn
to come when you're called?
Abigail!
Oh!
There you are.
I'll have you know that when I was a furling,
I couldn't wait to get to Cornelius' class.
Yes, daddy.
At least he's taught you to behave.
I'm glad you stopped climbing trees.
Yes, daddy.
See you later.
Love you.
Me, too, Abigail.
Wait, that's my finger! Ow! Ow!
Mom.
They won't give me a chance for breakfast.
Well, you'll just have to be quicker, Roland.
I'm not Roland, mother.
I'm Russell.
Russell.
No, no, you couldn't be Russell.
He's at furling class.
Class?!
Hold on.
Almost done.
Mama, Cornelius has a big surprise planned for today,
and you're making me late.
Now hold still, Edgar. I'm almost finished.
Well, I...
Don't I even get a good-bye kiss?
No time.
I'll kiss you when I get back.
Guess what! Guess what!
You're never going to guess, I betcha.
Uncle Cornelius said I could go with you
on your ramble today,
but since you lateys have probably forgotten all about it,
I'll never, ever get to see what the big surprise is.
What took you so long?
My dad.
My mother.
No breakfast.
Come on. We'd better hurry.
If uncle Cornelius asks,
tell him it isn't my fault you're late.
Good. He's busy.
Think he'll notice we're late?
Hey! Where's Cornelius?
Shh! He's experimenting.
On the big surprise, I betcha.
Oh, I love surprises.
Let's have a look.
Don't take another step.
Furlings,
prepare to be amazed.
Furlings: Wow!
Ooh!
It's really flying!
Look! It's coming this way!
Wow!
Oh, wow!
Well, what do you have to say?
Uh...
Sorry we're late?
No, no, no, no.
About this.
My life's work.
The flapper wing am a thing.
Of course, this is only a test model.
Oh!
One day, I shall build it full-size.
It's wonderful, Cornelius.
Russell, your mouth is hanging open.
I want to fly it next.
Please.
Don't be silly. You'll crash it.
Correct, Abigail.
It's far too delicate for furlings.
Huh?
I didn't mean me.
Ho ho ho ho ho!
Me! Me!
Let's have another go, shall we?
Oh, dear.
Furlings!
No, Russell!
No!
Abigail: There it goes.
No, furlings!
Th-that's delicate!
My books!
Abigail, not that!
Yippee!
Whoa!
Cornelius: Catastrophe!
Catch it, uncle Cornelius.
Oh, no!
No! No!
Huh?
Look, I think it's slowing down.
It's going that way!
Abigail: Here it comes!
I got it.
I got it!
I got it!
Ahh!
Uncle Cornelius,
your mouth is hanging open.
Great honk!
Look what you've done!
All: Sorry, Cornelius.
Well, furlings,
there are times when we of science
must learn to accept...
Setbacks.
Looks like one of those times, doesn't it?
I guess we wrecked the big surprise, huh?
No. You wrecked months and months of work!
The big surprise
is awaiting us on our ramble.
Oh. Give me strength.
Now...
Now, let's hurry along
before we have any more... Setbacks.
Step lively, furlings.
Wait for us!
Left, right. Left, right.
I'm ready.
Come on, you guys!
Hurry!
Michelle! Not that way!
That area is off-limits.
Why, uncle Cornelius?
That's not our lesson for today.
Come along, furlings.
Today is plant day.
We'll learn how everything we need
grows right here in dapplewood.
Now, what is this, furlings?
I know, I know!
A Willow, Cornelius.
Correct.
And did you know
its bark can be used to cure rheumatism?
Uncle Cornelius,
what's r-rheumotism?
Rheum-a-tism, Michelle.
Oh!
I know!
Rheumatism makes your bones hurt
when the weather gets damp.
Correct again.
Wow!
Now, as we get further along the trail...
Very good, Mr. Smarty-pants.
Hey! Give that back!
Over here! Over here!
Hey!
Furlings!
We shall go home right now
if you are not going
to take this ramble seriously.
No, no! Please, Cornelius!
We promise to be good.
Come along, then.
We've lots to see.
I'll lead the way.
You always lead.
Not so fast, Abigail.
Hey!
What do you think you're doing?
You've been leading long enough.
Now it's my turn.
Forget it.
You don't know where I'm going.
But I know where I'm going.
Whoa!
Hey! Wait for us!
Russell.
Where have you led us?
I don't know.
This ground isn't normal.
It's...
It's hard.
And it smells kind of funny.
Furlings!
Get away from there!
Get out of the road this instant!
Furlings...
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