THE BAD GUYS IN: flushed away

The toad

the music begins "Are You Gonna Be My Girl?" by Jet playing, swimming the pipe, hitting the pipe, falling in the water, sliding down, grabbing the toilet paper, then the goldfish appears by Roddy.

"Have you seen my dad?"

Roddy throws the goldfish, falling in the water, screaming, drowning, dodging the teeth, swimming up, grabbing a chocolate bar, trying to swim backwards.

"Oh! No! No!" He hits a sewer, falling in a water.

"Oh, no, I can't swim! I can't swim! I can't..." he gets up, "...swim" he looks around, "I'm in the sewer! No!"he runs to the ledge, looking at a slug, then they scream, getting up, looking around.

"Hello?" The sound of his voice echoed, "Hello? Hello? Help? Help? Help? I'm gonna open my eyes and be home. This is all a bad dream. Oh, I'm not home! I wanna go home! Shush! Stop it. Stop it. Roddy! I want to go home! Pull yourself together! I can't. I'm frightened. Stop it, stop it, stop it! All right, Roddy, old man, you can get yourself out of here, and you will. Never forget, the blood of the courageous, St. James clan flows through your veins" he looks at the slugs, then they all scream, looking at a slug on his back, screaming, running away, hearing a horn, hearing a slug screaming.

"Extra! Extra! Read all about it!"

Roddy looking at a sewer door, saying, "LONDON WATER BOARD"

"A way out! Yes!" He runs to the sewer door, spinning around.

"Ah!" falling down to the city picture from ground, zooming out, saying, "LONDON FROM THE SKY BY RODINT"

"Hey! That-a took me three years to draw!"

"I'm terribly sorry. Three years?"

"I just-a finished it this morning!"

"Three years? Good grief?"

"Hold the bus!"

"Feed the birds! Tuppence a bag!"

Roddy looks at the people, I'm far from home! Ah!"
the teacup carries Roddy, spinning around.

"My smalls!"

"Is it a bird?"

"Is it a plane?"

"Is that guy wearing my underpants?"

"Make him move, honey"

"Boy, you got a face like a frying pan!"

"Come on, honey!"

"I don't think he speaks English. Hey, he moved! Did you get it?"

Edna takes a picture, "Got it"

"Good"

"Sorry, sorry" the. Roddy bumps into a kook named Harold.

"It's coming!"

"What? Where? Who?"

"The Great Flood! Those floodgates won't hold forever, you know? We're doooooomed! You think you can back away from the truth?!"

"Ello, hello, hello. What's all this then?"

"Oh, thank heavens! A policeman! This wacko has been chasing after me!"

"'Morning, Harold"

"'Morning, Collin. How are you?"

"Can't complain"

"Keep an eye on this one. He's a bot of a loony"

"What? Me?"

"We're doomed, I tell you!"

"What? Me? Are you kidding me?"

"Right. Let's give us a police escort home, then"