The Tale of the Terrible Trap Peter Rabbit

# Let's go! Go on and run, run for our lives

# We'll tear a hole in every fence and every wall

# From field to field run wild and free

# And grab a piece of every radish that we see

# Go day and night Go for it all

# It's time to ride Come on, the winds begun to blow

# Cos you and I we weren't made for going slow

-# Let's go!

-Adventure calls, the game is on!

-# Come on!

-Peter Rabbit!

-# Let's go!

-Peter Rabbit!

# Let's go! #

-One, two, three.

-Heave.

Wow, how many pieces of Cotton-tail's birthday cake

did you eat, Benjamin?

Um, just one.

But it was a really, really big one.

If you've still got cake, why are we going on a vegetable raid?

-There's always room for more.

-Get off me, you great oaf!

-Mind your mouth, Fox.

-Ow! Mind my tail, you bungling badger.

-Hey, you know who that sounds like?

-Yeah, I wonder what they're up to?

Let's go and see.

Why don't you all be quiet so I can think of a way out of this.

Easier said than done with a whiffy badger sitting on me.

My jacket is ruined.

Watch where you're flapping your flappers.

-They're called wings. Wings!

-Give it a rest, all of you.

How do you suppose they ended up out there?

-They're probably trying to catch us.

-But they got stuck instead. Ha!

-Big, bad bullies stranded on a boat.

-Benjamin!

-What?

They can't hurt us from way out there...

Ah!

HE GROWLS

-My cake. Phew!

-And that one's got cake.

Old Brown, start flapping. Brock, Tod, steer the boat with your paws.

-Hang on, Benjamin.

-Rabbits are brave, rabbits are brave.

Flap faster. Flap! Flap!

Ready? One, two, three. Heave!

Run!

-Ah!

-Hold on! Stop!

-Tail feathers. They've got away again.

-Should have left it to me.

-I'd have caught those rabbits.

-You? You couldn't catch a cold.

-Oh, yeah?

-I can catch a fox.

-Don't shout, you blundering buffoon.

Stop!

The reason none of you has ever caught those rabbits

is because you're busy fighting amongst yourselves.

But if we work together, you could be feasting on rabbit

before the day is through.

-Rabbit stew, at last.

-With a morsel of squirrel perhaps.

-Oh, yeah.

-And a nice, juicy worm.

-ALL: Ew!

HE TUTS

Say we agree to team up and get those rabbits...

-what's in it for you, Sammy Whiskers?

-Simple.

I get the cake that little one's hiding under his hat.

So, do we have a deal?

ALL: Deal!

Now that we've lost them, let's do this.

Blasted wheelbarrow! Always breaking.

-Mr McGregor's gone inside. And those cucumbers look delicious.

-Benjamin!

HE LAUGHS

HIS STOMACH GROWLS

-Ready for the second course.

-Then let's hop to it.

-Yes! Catch!

-Got it!

THEY LAUGH

THEY SCREAM

-And just where do you think you're going?

-Run!

Go! One of my dad's emergency escape tunnels.

THEY SCREAM

This hole's closed.

Over the wall! Follow me!

Whoa! Not so fast!

THEY SCREAM

Watch that last step. Whoo!

-What are they all doing here?

-They must have followed us.

-Can't get out through the gate.

-Or the tunnel.

-Or over the wall.

-That mean we're...

-Trapped.

Ha! And where better to trap you than in Mr McGregor's garden.

You'll never find a way out of here.

Sammy Whiskers, what are you doing? You don't hunt rabbits.

Only rabbits that have cake.

No, it's my cake. Oh, I hope I didn't squash it.

Right, team, close in.

-I don't know how we're going to get out of this one, Peter?

-Neither do I.

-But a good rabbit never gives up.

-Don't let them eat my cake. Or me.

-Lily, whistle as loud as you can. Quick!

-Um, OK.

SHE WHISTLES LOUDLY

Go, go!

Ha! You thought some loud whistle would stop us?

That really takes the cake.

And so do I. Get them!

-What's all that whistling?

-ALL: Mr McGregor!

Hide!

-Look at them run.

-Oh, wow. That was such a clever plan, Peter.

I didn't know why you wanted me to whistle at first, but then

I did whistle, and that brought our Mr McGregor, and Sammy was like,

"Ah, run away!" Genius.

-I'll stop talking now.

-Good.

-Cos there's still one tiny, little problem.

-Rabbits!

-Run!

THEY SCREAM

# Run, rabbit, run

# Run like you've never run before

# Run, rabbit, run

# If he catches you, you're done so run some more

# Your heart is pounding

# Those feet are sounding

# So close to you What can you do?

# Oh, rabbit, run

# You better run

# I think I hear them catching up to you. #

Hey, hey! Oi! Oi! Over there.

Tail feathers. Not so fast.

Ah!

Rabbits!

Come back here.

Show yourselves, rabbits.

It's no use.

Even if we keep hiding from Mr McGregor,

we can't get out of the garden.

Not if every way out is blocked by someone who wants to eat us.

-Then we'll just have to get them to move, won't we?

-This is bad.

This is very bad.

Just be ready to trap them under here when I lead them to you.

OK, Peter. Wait, did he just say lead them to us?

Oh, a worm.

Getting hungry?

No. Yes. Maybe. What's it to you?

Oh, I was just thinking what a shame it is that

when Mr McGregor catches us, you won't get to eat us.

Oh, yeah. I suppose that's true.

And rabbits go so well with worms, too.

-Oh, a nice, big juicy one. Give it here.

-You want it? Come and get it.

-Brock, where are you going?

-Stop him. He's going to eat us.

Brock, we're supposed to share those rabbits.

No, no, no. Tod, what are you doing? We're a team, remember?

-Hey, save some rabbit for me. Flap.

-No! Peter's playing a trick on you.

You nincompoops!

-Here comes Peter.

-Phew! And everyone else.

The wheelbarrow, trap them under it.

-Rabbits are brave. Rabbits are brave.

-Just in case. Just in case.

Now!

What!

Tail feathers.

-We did it!

-Whoo!

THEY LAUGH

Hey!

-Foolish fox.

-Me? I would have caught him if Brock hadn't got in the way.

-I saw him first.

-Ha!

You dunderheads couldn't catch a rabbit if it was gift-wrapped.

Maybe we should try hunting rat instead?

No, wait a minute.

THEY SCREAM

Yeah, you'd better run. Ha!

I think I smell a rat.

There's nothing like nearly getting eaten to work up an appetite.

I'm hungry.

HIS STOMACH GROWLS

Too bad we didn't get any vegetables.

Aren't you forgetting something?

Yes!

-Ah, want any?

-Uh, that's OK.

Yeah, I prefer cake that hasn't been sitting under a hat all day.

Fine by me.

Yum. You do not know what you're missing.

THEY LAUGH

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