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(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

(MRS. WICKET SIGHS)

(DOOR SLAMS SHUT)

-(TENNIS PLAYING ON TV) -(EXHALES)

(GROANS)

(ROBOTIC CHATTER)

(SIGHS) Honestly.

...sunny spells, followed by a heatwave.

MR. BEAN: Oh, what a load of rubbish.

You need a mop like this one!

MR. BEAN: Oh, there's nothing on.

HISTORIAN:It was worth £1 million.

How much?

HISTORIAN:And it was dug up in Brenda's garden.

Eh?

We are delighted to have the coin here at the museum.

£1 million?

Well, I think I might have a look at the garden myself.

(MR. BEAN GRUNTING)

BRUISER JR.: Come on.

Whew, Teddy, this is exhausting.

BRUISER JR.: Go on, Dad, shoot.

Good. To me, to me.

-Bean? -(GASPS)

What you up to?

Um... Oh.

Um...

Oh, just helping in the garden, you know.

Well, leave it tidy.

Okeydoke. Don't worry.

Goal!

Ha ha ha! Too fast for you, son.

(LAUGHING) Didn't see it coming, did you?

(MR. BEAN SIGHS)

(GASPS)

MR. BEAN: What's this?

Ah!

Treasure!

Look!

Look!

We're rich! We're rich, we're rich, we're rich!

-We're rich, we're rich, we're rich... -Oi!

(STAMMERS)

My garden!

Oh, yes, yes, yes, yes.

When I get back from the museum. Bye!

You better.

(LOCK CLICKS)

MR. BEAN: There we are.

(MR. BEAN PANTING)

Hello. Er, good afternoon.

I've got some treasure.

Who do I show it to?

Up the stairs, go right, then first on the left.

Right. Okay.

We're closing in 10 minutes.

(PANTING)

Oh, hello. Wait, wait.

I found this in my garden.

CURATOR: Hmm...

Hmm!

Wait there, please.

Oh, thank you. Whew.

(MR. BRUISER GRUNTING)

My medallion. Where is it?

Eh?

-Your medallion? -Yeah, mine.

Bean's taken it to the museum.

Eh?

(EXHALES)

(YAWNS)

Oh, look at that, Teddy.

Look at the big lion.

(MIMICS LION ROARING)

(SIGHS)

Mmm, very good.

(SIGHS)

Oh, come on.

Oh, dear.

-(ELECTRONIC BEEPING) -Eh?

-(BEEPING CONTINUES) -Oh, hello.

-Wow. -MR. BEAN: Hmm.

BOY: Oh!

-Cool. Ha ha. -Well, he's going to be ages.

-Oh, cool. -MR. BEAN: Ah!

Soldiers, yes.

Left, right, left, right...

Ooh.

Very smart, yes.

I've got an idea.

Ah. Fake.

(CELL PHONE RINGS)

Hello?

Oh, sorry, I'll be right there.

Oh, gone.

(LOCK CLICKS)

Ho-ho.

(GASPS)

What do you think you're doing?

(SCREAMING)

(CHORTLES)

Ah.

Okay.

-(BEEPING) -A-ha. Oh.

(GIGGLING)

Get off.

-(GASPS) -You.

-(MR. BEAN GROANS) -Out!

-But I've... But... -Now.

But... But... But I haven't finished.

-(MR. BEAN GROANS) -And stay out.

-(SIGHS) -(LOCKS CLICKS)

(GASPS) My medallion!

-Oh, no. Hello! -(HUMMING)

My medallion. My medallion's in there!

Oh, honestly.

MR. BRUISER: I think you mean my medallion.

-Your medallion? -Yeah.

Oh, that's a disappointment.

Well... Well, it's in there.

You'd better go and get it, then.

MR. BEAN: Eh?

Where are we going?

What... What...

Why are we...

-Up there. -MR. BEAN: Eh?

Well, I can't get up there.

Look. (GRUNTING)

You see, it's hopeless.

Ohh.

Oh, I see.

-Go on. -Oh, I'd rather not.

I'm not very good at heights.

Get on with it!

Oh, okay. Well... Well, I'll see what I can do.

Oh, dear. (GROANS)

(SIGHS)

Did you... What... (STUTTERS)

Go on.

Oh, all right. All right, all right.

(GRUNTING)

Oh, it's... (YELPS)

-(CHARIOT CREAKING) -Oh. Oh?

(WHIMPERING)

Oh, no. Oh, no. Oh, no. Oh, no. Oh, no. Oh, no.

(WHIMPERING)

Ow!

-(TOILET FLUSHING) -(GASPS)

What's going on?

Huh?

(WHIMPERS SOFTLY)

Strange.

(GASPS)

There it is.

-(RATTLES) -Oh! (GRUNTS)

-(LOCK CLICKING) -Oh?

A-ha.

(TITTERS)

Thank you.

Right, then. This should be good.

-(SCREAMING ON TV) -Oh!

(CHUCKLES)

(EERIE MUSIC PLAYING ON TV)

GUARD: Oh.

(DOOR CREAKING ON TV)

-Oh, no. -(GROWLS)

(GASPS)

Oh.

(GRUNTS)

-Huh? -MR. BEAN: Oh.

Who's there?

(GASPS)

Hello?

Oh.

(GASPS) Ah.

(GIGGLES)

-(THUDS) -GUARD: What's that?

Ah, maybe he's in here.

Oh.

-(MR. BEANS GRUNTS SOFTLY) -Hmm.

-(KEYS CLINK) -(GASPS) Huh?

Eh?

-(CLANGS) -(MR. BEAN GASPS)

GUARD: What?

Oh.

MR. BEAN: (SOFTLY) Here we go.

Yes!

(CHUCKLES)

Ah.

Right.

Now...

-(RATTLING) -Oh, come on, come on.

GUARD: Huh.

(MR. BEAN MUTTERING)

-Ooh. -(CLANGS)

A-ha!

(LOCK CLICKING)

At last.

(SIGHS)

Yes!

(CHORTLES)

-(GASPS) -You!

Come back here!

-(GRUNTING) -Yes!

Get this off!

MR. BEAN: Whee!

Whee.

Oi! Come back!

-Oh, come on. Hah! -GUARD: You!

Ha-ha.

Open this door!

-(BANGING) Open this door! -MR. BEAN: Whew!

Your medallion.

Yeah, thanks.

Bye.

(HUMS)

There. Very nice.

(SIGHS)

And the last one.

(GRUNTING)

-(METAL CLINKS) -(GASPS) Eh?

(GASPS)

Look, Teddy!

Would you believe it?

Um...

No, it's too much trouble.

(GRUNTING)

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

(SIGHING)

Oh!

(FLASHLIGHT SHATTERS)