Have you been peckish during the night? Only, someone's been at me cheese.
A Close Shave (1996) · 30 quotes
Scenes with Wallace
29 scenesWell, won't you come in? We were just about to have some cheese.
Oh no, not cheese. Sorry, it brings me out in a rash. I can't stand the stuff.
Not even Wensleydale?
I suppose you'll have to skip the country, now. A fugitive, eh? You'll be hunted down like a dog.
There. Nothing to fret over. Just a quick shampoo. We've tested this on Gromit. Haven't we, lad?
[Gromit nods wearily]
Your dog's waiting.
Aye, I'd better see to him. The bounce has gone from his bungee.
Oh, brilliant teamwork, lads!
Whoah!
He's malfunctioning.
Mal-what?
Malfunctioning. Preston is a cyberdog.
Cyber-what?
A robot. Daddy created him for good, but he's turned out evil.
What's wrong with Wensleydale? Talking of which, all the more for us. And not a sheep to worry us.
Get off me cheese! Get off! Get off! Gromit? Gromit! Go for 'im! Gromit! Oh! Ahhh! Get off with ya! Oh! Shoosh off!
Porridge today, Gromit! Tuesday!
Mice, do you think? [Gromit is suspecting something] I think I'll make my own porridge. [Gromit begins to look around; picks up the box of porridge, but finds the bottom is bitten, causing the porridge mix fall out] Well, I'll be. [sees the cheese eaten] Have you been peckish during the night? Only someone's been at me cheese.
Well, I don't know, there's something very fishy going on. [Gromit sniffs; sees the bitten hole of the newspaper] Huh? Do you think we should get the pest control people in? [telephone ringing; picks up the reciever] Hello, Wallace & Gromit's Wash'n'Go Window Cleaning Service. May we be of assistance?
Hello. Yes, my windows could do with a jolly good clean. The wool shop in the high street. Soon as you can.
On our way, madam!
Need wool, don't you, lad?
Thank you for coming so quickly.
Oh, dear!
Oh, allow me, please.
Oh, I'm sorry. Oh! I'll soon have these cleared up. There's no trouble. How embarrassing.
This is Preston, my dog.
All right, pooch. [they began to pick up balls of yarn] Won't take a minute.
Oh.
Well, I-I..
What was it you wanted?
Ramsbottom, Wendolene Ramsbottom.
Oh, charming. I'm Wallace...the windows. Is this place yours?
Mm-hmm. My father left it to me, along with his debts, and a few other things. He was an inventor.
Never! Well, I do a bit of that meself.
Oh!
I see they still haven't caught those sheep rustlers yet. Still, you've got plenty of wool, eh?
Your dog's waiting.
Aye. I'd better see to him. The bounce has gone from his bungee. [gives her the rest of the yarn balls]
Oh, they're spanking. You've done a grand job.
Windows are our specialty. [accidentally slams onto the window door]
Let's get that kettle on. [sees the whole house a mess] Good grief! What's all this?! Burglars? Thieves? Oh, what a mess! [Gromit goes to the kitchen, but finds the sheep Shaun knawing on the bone, covered up in splattered food] I've never seen anything like it. [sees Shaun] Heavens above, Gromit! Look at this! The Little Chap must be really hungry. Oh, come over here, lad. No need to be sheepish. [laughs] We'll have to get you cleaned up.
Oh, do something, Gromit! [then Shaun is put inside the knitting machine] Oh, it's too late now! [clippers buzzing] Turn it off, Gromit! Oh, oh, oh! Oh! Oh! Oh, dear! [the machine collects Shaun's wool to create yarn and creates the sweater, and the other machine puts the small sweater on his head] Brilliant, Gromit! Oh, smashing, this. A bit tight here and there. [then Shaun comes out of the machine, alive and shaved; takes off the sweater] Ah! Looks okay to me. We'll call him Shaun, eh? Come on, Shaun.
Back in a thick, Gromit, won't be long.
Tell me about windows.
It's only temporary, you understand.
Oh, really?
Oh, yes, I'm inventing mostly. Only...
Oh, what sort of inventions?
Well, sort of...
Daddy would loved to have met you. Poor daddy.
Of all the women I've met... Not that there have been many, you understand...
...So you see, what I'm trying to say, in a manner of speaking, is...
Of all the ladies I've met... Whoa! Ow! Ow! Same time next week?
Caught bang to rights, you were. You've really let us down this time, lad.
I'm sorry about this.
For what?
Nothing. Just stay away from me, from my shop, and my silly, silly windows.
I...well, I...
Forget me. I'm no good for you. [walks away] I'm so sorry about Gromit. [sobs as she continues to walk]
Ooh! We're at maximum speed! She won't go any faster!
Wallace, help me!
Don't worry, Wendolene! Everything's under control!
Where'd you get that from? That's MY machine! I've got patent pending on that!
Well done, Gromit! That'll teach him!
Huh? Ah! It's a sheep-mincing thing! Now, that's clever. [Gromit whistles] Huh?
By heck! I thought we were all for the can then.
I couldn't pass by without saying thank you. [pushes the buttons on the remote control, and the fixed-up and reformed Preston rolls by] He's just like he used to be.
Oh, don't mention it. [Preston gives him a newspaper] Thanks, pooch. Give me a shout if he goes wrong again.
You're very kind.
Well, won't you come in? We were just about to have some cheese.
Oh, no! Not cheese. Sorry. It brings me out in a rash. Can't stand the stuff.
Not even Wensleydale?
Got to be on our way. Come on, Preston. [a sad Wallace goes back inside; pets Preston] Good-bye... Chuck. [walks off with Preston]