Chicken Run

Mr. Rhodes, um, perhaps I didn't
explain our situation properly.

We lay eggs
day in and day out,

and when we can't lay
any more, they kill us.

It's a cruel world, doll face.
You might as well get used to it.

Which part of "they kill us"
do you not understand ?

I got my own set
of problems to worry about.

Besides, this birdcage can't
be that hard to bust out of.

In fact, watch me.
It's not so hard to get one
chicken out of here or even two,

but this is about all of us.
- All of you ?
- That's what I've been
trying to tell you.

Wait a minute.
Let me get this straight.

You want to get every chicken in this
place out of here at the same time ?

- Of course.
- You're certifiable.

You can't pull off a stunt
like that. That's suicide.

Where there's a will,
there's a way.

- Couldn't agree more.
I will be leaving that way.
- But--

- Mr. Rhodes ?
-I'm the type of guy

So that's it.
You're from the circus.

Shh !
You're on the run,
aren't you ?

You wanna keep it down ?
- I'm trying to lay low here.

I should turn you in
right now.

- You wouldn't. Would you ?
- Give me one reason why I shouldn't.

Because I'm... cute ?
Hey, hey, hey !
What kind of crazy chick are you ?

- Do you know what'll
happen if he finds me ?
- It's a cruel world.

I just decided.
I don't like you.

I just decided. I don't care.
Now, show us how to fly.

- With this wing ?
- Teach us then.

- No !
- He's valuable, you say ?
- Sure.
- Get the torch.