Wallace and Gromit in 'A Matter of Loaf and Death'

Wha...?

Oh! It's you!

Eh...? Nooooo!

Mmm... lovely cheese.

I could just wash it down with a nice...

Oh! Oh-uhhh!

I was just coming, lad!

On my way, Gromit!

With you in a jiffy.

Tallyho!

Oh, no!

Thanks, lad!

Ooohhh!

Fill 'er up, lad!

Ah, lovely cuppa, Gromit.

But, um, a slightly diesely aftertaste, perhaps?

How's that breakfast coming on?

Well done, lad.

Very well done.

Thanks, Chuck.

Oh. Oh, dear.

Another baker...

battered with his own rolling pin.

Huh! Would you credit it?

Still, looking on the bright side,

I suppose it means more business for us, eh, Gromit?

We're on a roll, lad!

Gocd day's work, lad.

We're bang on-

Target...

Morning!

Gromit! Did you see who that was?

- Help! - She's in trouble!

Oh, help!

Oh! Ohhhh!

Here, Gromit, take the wheel!

Don't fret, madam!

Tea cakes, lad!

The wholemeal fruit!

On me knees!

Ohhh-oh-oh-oh!

Oh, dear. Oh, dear. Oh, dear. Oh, dear.

I should have tried the granary rolls!

Oh, heck!

Aaaaahhh!

Oh!

Oh, dear.

Are you all right, Miss-uh, Madam?

Oh, I do apologize.

It's an honor to be of help.

I must get those brakes seen to.

We're so grateful, aren't we, Fluffles?

Fluffles!

Oh, it was nothing.

Ohhh.

What a lovely little doggy!

My name's Piella, Piella Bakewell.

Oh, I know who you are, Miss.

Ho! That's me!

I'm Wallace.

I'm in bread myself.

Oh, really?

Are you still ballooning, Miss-

I do beg your pardon!

Oh, no, no... I mean the Bake-O-Lite balloon.

Dc you still fly it?

Oh... oh, I see.

No, not anymore.

Well, "back to the grind," as it were.

Gocd-bye, Miss Bakewell.

Oh, I'd rather say au revoir, Mr. Wallace!

Oh, uh...

0ui oui, madame!

And bon appetit!

Bye!

The Bake-O-Lite girl.

Fancy that, Gromit.

It's not every day you meet the girl of your dreams, is it?

Oh, well,

this isn't going to put bread on the table, is it?

Oh!

Oh... hello.

We were just passing by, going for a walk...

and Fluffles insisted on dropping in,

hoping you would join us.

Please say yes.

She'd be so disappointed, wouldn't you, Fluffy?

Wculdn't you, Fluffy?

Oh, well, if you insist...

But I'm in me work things!

I like a man in uniform.

Ccme on, walkies!

Manage without me, won't you, lad?

Oh, crumbs!

Oh, Mr. Wallace, you are cheeky!

Am I?

Yes!

Oh, makes a change, doesn't it, my fudge cake?

Gromit's gonna love this.

Well, I thought you could do

with a woman's touch around the house.

You naughty, slovenly boys.

What do you think, Gromit?

You wouldn't know it was our place, would you, lad?

Care for another sausage, you greedy thing?

Aha. Don't mind if I do.

Fluffles, where are you?

Time we were off!

Same time tomorrow, my apple strudel?

Love is a many splendored thing, Gromit,

but it doesn't half tire you out.

I'm cream crackered!

Oh, heck! Piella's purse!

I must return it forthwith.

Oh, uh...

Gromit?

Funny.

I'm sure I heard something.

Oh!

There it is.

It must have been there all along.

Early night, Fluffles.

Big day tomorrow...