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Mr. Stork:
[looks at his invoice after discovering that he has brought a baby lion to a small sheep pasture] Lambert? But that's no lamb at all. Lambert is a lion! South Africa? Oh, goodness me! I've got to do some flying...
[runs over to the flock] Come, Lambert! Uh, pardon me. I beg your pardon...
[steps over the other ewes] Sorry, sorry! Oh, uh
[laughs] Mrs. Sheep?
[Lambert plays with her bell]
Mr. Stork: I'm afraid there's been a slight bungle, heh heh.
[picks up Lambert] I'll take that vicious little brute and drop him in the jungle.
[as he ties Lambert up in his sack, Mrs. Sheep rams him from behind] Well, goodness. Heavens to Betsy! All right, let her have it. Let her have anything she wants, for heaven's sake.
[flies away] I'm only a delivery service. That's all.