1:52:34
Cheers, mate.
1:52:36
(Truck departing)
1:52:39
(Whistling)
1:52:42
It's all in your head.
It's all in your head.
1:52:45
It's all in your head.
1:52:50
Ooh!
1:52:53
What-- What--
What's all this, then?
1:52:56
This is our future, Mr. Tweedy.
1:52:59
No more wasting time with petty egg
collection and minuscule profits.
1:53:03
No more eggs?
But we've always been egg farmers.
1:53:07
Me father and his father and
all their fathers. They was always--
1:53:10
Poor! Worthless. Nothings.
1:53:14
But all that's about to change.
1:53:16
This will take Tweedy's farm
out of the dark ages...
1:53:19
and into full-scale
automated production.
1:53:23
(Gasps)
1:53:24
Melisha Tweedy
will be poor no longer.
1:53:27
Ooh!
1:53:30
I'll put it together, then, shall I?
1:53:39
This isn't good, Mac.
1:53:41
Whatever's in those boxes is for us,
and I don't think it's softer hay.
1:53:45
Aye, hen.
And I hate to be the voice of doom,
1:53:47
but I've been calculating, and I just
don't think we're built for flying.
1:53:51
But I saw him.
He flew in over that fence.
1:53:55
Aye, aye, I believe you, but if
we could just see it for ourselves,
1:53:59
that may answer some questions.