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-Oh No. - Who is that out of bed?

Sophie, Miss.

-You get back at once.

Come to me in the morning.

- Yes, Miss.

Now, then... What has us got here?

Hmm?

I's hungry.

Oh, Please Don't!

Hmm?

Please, Don't eat me.

Hm, a Ha Ha, Ha Ha

I's spots what you is thinking

Because I's a Giant,

You's reckon's I's gonna gobble you up, -n- Cruch your bones.

-No... Please

You's reading in books where Giant's eating up little girls fer supper -n- snacks?

Yes... Don't they?

Oh, Yes. That's is what Giant is doing.

All the Giants in Giant Country all kannibaliy and murderful.

They's guzeling up Human beans every night.

Human...beings? - Yeah, Human beans like you's.

Bone Crunching Giant... He likes turkey best.

Oh, turkey, that's not a human being, it's a bird.

No, no. The Bone Cruncher not eat birds.

He's creaping off to Turkey every night to eat Turks.

for their special flavor. - What flavor? Turkey?

No. Turks from Turkey is tastin' of turkish delight.

What does you think Human beans from Brazil tasts of then?

Hmm? - Um... Coffee?

Wrong, they tastes of Brazil nuts. What about Sweden? Hm?

Oh, that's easy. Sweets?

Hm Hm, a Ha Ha, Ha Ha

Sweat? No. - Turnips?

Ha, You's wrong again.

Sweds from Sweden is all tasting Sweet n Sour.

Panama? - Sorry?

Panama, Panama. Panama. Come on. - I don't know.

Uh, Canals. - Canals.

Your head is emptier than one bungdongle! Hat. See?

Human beans from Panama is tasting strongly of Hats.

Alright then, what sort of flavor am I going to be when you eat me?

What? Me?

Gobbling up Human beans?

All the others, yes, but not me.

I is a nice Giant. I is a freaky Giant.

There's not another Giant like me in all of Giant Country.

I, is the Big Friendly Giant.

The BFG. That's me.

Does you have a name? - Yes, my name is Sophie.

Sofie. Hm.

Well now, is you liking some supper, Sofie?

Um...You're really not going to eat me? - Of course I's not eating you.

I's eating sonscumber.

Does you want some?

What it tastes like? - It tastes disgusterous.

It..well...it's rotsom.

It's sickable.

It tastes slimewanglers and cockroaches.

Ooo, try a bit. - I, I, I don't think I will thank you.

What esle is there? - Ellse? a ha ha ha ha!

Else! does you think I would guzzle this revoltion sonscumber if there was else?

I suppose you wouldn't.

If Giants does not eat Human beans, they has to eat sonscumber.

'Tis all what grows 'round here.

Oh, do I have to? - Well, Yes...

... less you want's to be nothing but skin and groans

You mean skin and bones.

What I means and what I says, is two different things.

I give you just a snipsy bit.

-Go on.

Uhh, It's like frog skins and rotton fish.

- Mm, its foulsome and maggonwise isn't it, Eh?

Couldn't you get some other food?

You could pick carrots and cauliflower just around our village.

And apples. - Wha?, never.

I is a very honorable Giant. I does not go snitching things.

You snitched me.

Yes... And, now, I...

... I cant' help thinking about your poor mother and father.

I don't have a mother and a father. They died when I was a baby.

You is an norphan, then? - Yes.

Where you took me from, that was the orphanage.

Norphanages is nice and jumbly places, Eh?

All except ours.

Doesn't you have happy there? - I hate it.

If you do the slightest thing wrong, Mrs. Clonkers give you punishments.

How punishments?

Well, If you don't fold your clothes properly, or something, she locks you in the cellar.

What a rotton old rotrasper.

She leaves us in the dark, and there are great big rats down there.

You get really freightened.

That is the horridous thing I's hear'd in years.

You poor little scrumplet.

Please don't cry...

... B..BFG.

I's can't help it You's makin' me so sad.

It's alright. I'm not there anymore, am I?

No, but you is here...

... and those other Giants will swollow you up if they catchs one tiny glimp of you.

And it's my fault, because I kidsnached you.

Why did you?

Because if I has not wiggels you away...

... yous let around everybody hows yous seen a Giant.

And then they come huntin' me, capturin' me, and putting me in a zoo.

That's true.

So, you will just has to be stayin' here, with me.

What, forever?

Who will look after me? - Well, me, The BFG.

I is going to be your mother, your father and your antie, and your ancle.

You can help me with the dreams.

But how can you help someone with a dream?

Hey, can you keep a whopsy big secret?

My job is to go scuddling out every night...

... when all people is fast asleep.

Hello, Hello, Blood Bottler.

What's you got in here?

Nothing. I's not got anything.

You been talkin' in here arn'ts ya?

Talk? No no. Or... Yes, yes...

I, I was talking to myself. You... you know me.

Smell Human beans.

Gimme! Come on. Gimme.

No, no, there is no human being here.

What would I want with a Human being?

Eat him. Crunch his bones up, yeah.

You knows I's not eating Human beans, Blood Bottler?

I's has my scroscumber. It's Scrumdidlydumpcious.

Why is you not trying some?

What's it taste of? - It's like bitsy fruits, pineapples.

And, bones. Yes, it tastes like bones.

Snoscumbers does.

Tastes like bones, Eh?

Bones is good, yes.

BFG.

No, stop. - Is my food.

That goo does not taste like bones.

Oh, Sofie. What has I done?

Uh? Sofie.

Where is you? - Over here.

Sofie

You is alive. - I think so.

I was right inside his mouth. - I knows you was.

It smelled horrible. He nearly swallowed me. It was awful.

Then he tasted the snoscumber.

Did he hurt you? - Not really.

He hurt you though. - Me?

No, I is as right as snow.

It's rain. - Mh? Is it? Where?

No, I mean the saying. It's as right as rain.

Oh, is it?

I has such twitchtickeling problems, you see, with words.

I does try my best, all the time, but there is not schools in Giant Country to teach me.

I love the way you talk. - Does you?

Does you really?

There.

This nighty needs a wash.

Oh, this is lovely.

BF... BFG?

What where you doing in our village last night?

- that is private and confidential.

Tell me what you were doing with that trumpet?

I saw you blowing it.

Ah, now you is getting nosier that a barker. - I wont ask any more questions.

Alright, if you really wants to know...

I was blowing a dream into the childrens bedrooms.

Blowing a dream? - Yes, that's my job.

When all the other Giants is galloping off to gobble up Human beans...

... I is taking dreams around in my old suitcase.

Nice dreams for little chitlens.

You can't take dreams in a suitecase, -Dreams are in your head.

I knew you was never understanding. I is not telling you anymore.

Oh, Please.

I is not saying anything more to you until you is dressed.

Oh, you just made that for me?

It's nothing very much, you can try it on if you want.

I've never had a new dress before. I've always wanted one.

And a nice place to live, like you would.

Ah, it's time you is having fifty winks? - I'm not tired.

Can I have a drink of water, please? - There is no water for drinking.

There is only fropskottel.

Oh, 'supose it's slimmy and sickable like the snoscumber.

Na, that is where you is wrong. Fropskottel is sweet beachy.

It is warming the muscles of you heart.

- Cockles.

Ah, here is fropskottel.

Is you ever seeing such delumptioustries?

Oh look, it's fizzing in the wrong way. The bubbles go down, instead of up.

Of course, bubbles is not going up. - They do where I come from.

Bubbles going up is a flushbunking desastraphy.

Why?

If bubbles is fizzing upwards, they will be coming out in a foulsom belching burp.

Yes, but that's alright, isn't it?

Alright? it's catasterous.

Giant's is never doing it. - But if bubbles go down, well they might...

... they might come out somewhere else. - Yes, you is exunctly right.

Well that would make a much worse noise wouldnt it. - A wiz popper.

What? - A wizzpopper.

It's a sign of happiness. It is gulifying music.

Not it's not, it's very rude.

You Human beans is making wizzpoppers. Isn't you?

Well, yes, but... - Of course you is. Everybody is.

♪ When you's get a bottle ♪

♪ of fabulous rumbugle ♪

♪ It bubbles, and giggles, ♪

♪ it's part of the plan ♪

♪ It's yummy, and glummy, ♪

♪ it jiggles your tummy ♪

♪ And soons, set off with ♪

♪ a whizzpopping bang! ♪

♪ It certain as exits and exits ♪

♪ A couple of cases probgole ♪

♪ Makes you feel grand ♪

♪ But juggling and gurgling ♪

♪ It seems too observing ♪

♪ Why people don't whizzpopple ♪

♪ all over the land! ♪

Now taste it!

It's-it's fantastic!

That is only the beginning

Here comes a whizzpopper!

I hope you're not going to be rude

♪ Whizzpop, whizzbang, ♪

♪ feel the bubbles go down! ♪

♪ Whizzbang, whizzpop, ♪

♪ bursting all around! ♪

♪ Whizzpop, whizzbang, ♪

♪ take it nice and slow- ♪

♪ You's never stopping, the fabulous feeling ♪

♪ of whizzpoping ♪

♪ Wherever you go! ♪

You try it!

No.

♪ It starts with a sip of a tingling tip ♪

♪ That tickles your tongue ♪

♪ Then it stops ♪

♪ Then it waits for the moment of truth ♪

♪ As it hits the roof and the fizzle bit ♪

♪ Makes you googly eyed ♪

♪ And suddenly it sunders inside. ♪

I can feel the bubbles trickling down in my tummy

I think I'm going to…

♪ Whizzpop, whizzbang, ♪

♪ feel the bubbles go down! ♪

♪ Whizzbang, whizzpop, ♪

♪ bursting all around! ♪

♪ Whizzpop, whizzbang, ♪

♪ take it nice and slow- ♪

♪ You's never stopping, the fabulous feeling ♪

♪ of whizzpoping ♪

♪ Wherever you go! ♪

♪ It feels like a rocket ♪ ♪ goes off in your pocket, ♪

♪ And all of a sudden you's up in the air, ♪

♪ It bubbles and fizzes and pubbles, ♪

♪ And whizzes and do things you never dare! ♪

♪ There's nothing to but don't over do it, ♪

♪ The popgoble doesn't go to your head. ♪

♪ It causes the shotses ♪

♪ That blows up your sockes. ♪

♪ So don't be tempted to drink it in bed! ♪

♪ Whizzpop, whizzbang, ♪

♪ feel the bubbles go down! ♪

♪ Whizzbang, whizzpop, ♪

♪ bursting all around! ♪

♪ Whizzpop, whizzbang, ♪

♪ take it nice and slow- ♪

♪ You's never stopping, the fabulous feeling ♪

♪ of whizzpoping ♪

♪ Wherever you go! ♪

♪ You's never stopping, the fabulous feeling ♪

♪ of whizzpop.........ing ♪

You is very good for a beginner. Does you want somemore?

Sofie...

... Sofie

What time is it? - Time?

-Time to get up. -Time for work.

Where are we going?

- To Dream Country. -We's off to collect some dreams.

What is that noise? -Shhh

Oh no.

BFG... Please turn back.

I'm frightened.

- Can't, We's has important work to do.

Oye, come here.

Where you think your going? Is not dark yet.

No, Vleeslapeter. I just walk 'round.

I let you go... this time.

Whew, He was in a nasty croching mood.

Nasty mood? I thought he was going to kill you.

No. Giants does not kill other Giants.

They is not like a Human beans. - What do you mean?

Eh, It's only Human beans that shoot and bombs and kills eachother.

No other animals is doing it.

Cats kill mice.

- Hu hu, They does not kill other cats, does they?

Is Dream Country inside this mountain?

Ah, you wait and see.

I has something very extrausual to show you.

Oh, whatever is it?

It is the dreamway. The stairway into Dream Country.

I is never letting anybody see it before.

Oh, dear. What do we do no...Ahh

This is one very woolly trip.

Now, you is in Dream Country.

Am I really the first person ever to come here?

Well of course you is.

Not even other Giants is ever coming here.

Really? - Shh

There is dreams all 'round here.

Where? - There. Listen.

I can't hear... - Shh

Missed it. - Missed what?

I mis...ah, Ah, there's one!

Ah, Quick, quick, quick, quick, quick. Open a jar, open a jar.

Ah, Ah

I know there's nothing in there.

It's a wigsquibbler.

No, no, no, even better: A fizwigen...

A golden fizwigen.

I suppose they're very rare.

Oh, they is the rarest of all. Oh yes.

There may be swarms up there today.

Ups we go...oos.

There is something there.

- Of course there is.

Quick, quick, I got another one.

Please can I come up with you and see?

Is you...beling...now?

- Oh, yeah. Then, come on.

Ahup...we go...oos!

I can't. I don't know how.

- You is never doing anything, unless you try.

Ups...we...goes.

BFG...I'm flying. - Ha Ha, Sofie?

♪ Sometimes, secretly ♪

♪ we'd all like to know ♪

♪ of somewhere save in dreams. ♪

♪ where no one else can go ♪

♪ Away from the crowd ♪ ♪ where nothing is louder ♪

♪ than magic all falling around. ♪

♪ and you tumble and glide ♪ ♪ on a magical ride ♪

♪ Don't wake, you'd have to come down ♪

♪ Sometimes, secretly ♪

♪ we'd all need to know ♪

♪ There's somewhere deep in dreams ♪

♪ where only we can go ♪

♪ If you could stay forever...would you. ♪

Quick, look, there's one behind you. Catch it.

♪ Somewhere safe in dreams ♪

♪ Where no one else can go. ♪

Look out, look out. Gotchoo.

- What is it? What have you cought?

A Trugglehumpter.

- An animal?

Oh, No, it is a dream.

The horridous, evil dream of all.

- Why are we keep it then?

Takes it home, locks it away

And then no little toddlers will be having scarry nightmares.

- Oh, let's get it home.

Where are we going?

We cannot be leaving all the tiny toddlers without their dreams?

We just has to pack up our suitcase first.

Here? - No.

Here, in my dream cave.

Oh, BFG, it's like heaven.

These dreams.

All dreams.

Sometimes I comes down here jus... just to looks at them.

- I could look at them forever. It... It's magic.

Dreams is very mysterious things, but they'is not magic.

Dreams is real, like this frightsome Trugglehumpter.

Now we's has to go and locks him away with all the other nasty grobswitches.

Now he won't be scaring any little chitlers.

What are you doing?

I is writing my labels...

...so I's knowing what is in the bottles.

Can you really tell what the dream is just by listening to it?

All I can here is a sort of tinkling.

- Oh, you has very good ears.

That is dream music. Sort of language.

What does it mean?

Oh, it's just a dream about a little boy who is becoming...invisible.

Great, can we take it with us? - I hs to give it an ending...first.

How do you mean?

You Human beans does not know much, does you?

Dreaming is not like stories. Dreams is more like...

... like pictures in books.

If I's wanting to makes a story I's has to mix up lots of dreams together.

- Oh.

Ah, here it is, and ending.

I is not liking algebra...

... so I is frightening Mr. Gromit...

... my algebra teacher til he runs away.

Ha, that's good. A boy would like that ending.

Yes, of couse he would, It's a winksquibbler.

Soon we is finding somebody to give it to.

What about that one?

How can you tell what to choose? - I justs get a tinkly feeling...

... when I's peeks into the bedroom, then I is knowing.

Pressing his tummy button makes him invisible.

Come on, come on. - Oh, I want to see him frighten his teacher.

I say...What happens?

Help, help, it's ghosts and ducks...

Quick, quick. We cannot... we cannont be waiting all night.

We has dillions of dreams to blow.

Come on, come on.

- Give then the one where there's clowns and the circus. I wan to see.

This is the best fun I've every had, in my life..

It's like beein in a... - Shh

Oh BFG, stop him.

No. Noo..!

You, You, You just ran away. W, We, We could have stopped him.

I is never stopping him...

...He would just punch me down and kick me.

- You're a coward.

Yes, though I is running away to save you.

- i don't want to be saved, I want to save the other children...

...before anymore disappear.

Hm, there's going to be lots more dissapearing tonight.

- What do you mean? I is hearing them talking...

...and they is finding themself a whole school, with little girls in it.

- Oh, no. Ya, and another one with little boys in it.

They is going there tonight.

- Where?

Is where I sniched you from: Is England.

- Oh, BFG, we've got to stop them.

Oh, there's not anything we can do.

-There must be! W, We'll get somebody to help us.

And who's going to be helping us?

Well, if we go back and tell somebody, they'll, come and, and put them in prison.

Yes, and they put me in a zoo. Put you back in your norphanage.

Human beans is not famous for kindness, is they?

They's all drinksludges. - No they is not! I mean are not.

Not all of them. - Oh, well who then?

Well there's, there's the Queen of England. You can't call her a drinksludger.

-Well...

And you can call her a squigpip or a scruffelrotter either.

Yes, that's what we'll do, we'll go to the queen

She'll never believe in you in a month of monday.

We'll make her believe us.

How? - I do not know.

It's like you said in Dream Country, You is never doing anything unless you try.

Dream Country. BFG, wait. Listen.

Can you make a person dream absolutly anything...

... anything in the world? - Uh, course I can.

If the dream is in my collection.

- Well, would you have any dreams about me?

And you? And, um, about Giants eating children?

One...little bit here and stir...there.

And a titching bit more of you.

And a big swollop of this, and Yes...

Yes, it will comming.

There he is.

Yes, it's all in there just like you told me.

I hope this idear of yours is going to be working.

I hope so too.

We is lost. - No we're not. We must be nearly there.

Well, I's hearing duck quackeling down below.

We's in the countryside.

No, it must be St. James' Park. Fly down.

That's Buckingham Palace over there. Come on.

Where is the queen sleeping, Sofie? - I do not know.

We have to search.

No.

No.

Only some doggies in there.

This is a lady. Take a look-see.

Yes, That's her.

Now we just have to wait.

You shure you will be alright? - Yes.

By.

Please, don't eat me.

All the other giants are kannibaly, muderfull....

My name is Sofie. - I is a nice giant.

Eat him. Crack his bones up. Yeah.

The BFG. That's me.

No.

There'll be lots more disappearings tonight.

I don't want to be saved, I want to save the other children.

A whole school, with little girls in it.

No. No.

No, don't let them do it.

- We've got to stop them.

We go to the queen.

Good morning, Your Majesty.

Oh, it is a nice day outside, ma'am. - is it?

O Mary, I've had the most awefull nightmare.

I dreamed that great gastly Giants were snatching little boys and girls out of their beds at school...

... and eating them.

Mary, what on earths the matter?

It's your dream, ma'am. It's in the papers.

In the papers?

Oh, Good heavens.

Tragic horror as children slain. Bones found beneath dormatory windows.

Oh, how absolutly frightful.

Oh, how did you get in there?

I, I simply don't believe it.

I don't know what this place is comming to, really I don't

Now, come on downstairs. Oh, you'll be sorry, you will.

No, Mary, wait a moment.

Now, tell me truthfully...

... is there's a little girl on the windowsill?

Yes, ma'am. there is, ma'am. As plain as the nose on me face..

Yes, but you see, I dreamed there would be a little girl sitting there.

Oh, Well, well, there is ma'am, isn't there. I mean look.

Little girl, come here please.

You are real, aren't you? - Yes, Your Majesty.

And your name is Sofie? - Yes, Your Majesty.

You were the girl in my dream.

How did you get in?

She wan't there last night, ma'am, I'll swear to it.

I think you dreamed that, you Majesty. - Yes...

...yes, I did.

I dreamed that a very tall Giant put you there, and that he's waiting outside now in the garden.

That's right, he is. - Oh, O Lord preserve us.

You needn't be frightend, he's my friend. He's lovely.

I'm sure he is, but why have you and your friend come to see me.

Didn't you dream that as well your Majesty? - Yes.

No you come to mention it...I did.

You were going to help us capture those terrible monsters.

The ones who ate the children.

I don't think I'm feeling very well.

You did dream it.

But how did you know what I was dreaming?

The BFG can explain that, if you let me call him.

BFG? - That stands for Big Friendly Giant.

He's... -... in the garden. I know.

Very well, Sofie. You may call him.

BFG, you can come out now.

Giants in the garden. I never heard anything so ridiculous in all my born, Oh...

Here he is.

This is the B...F...G.

Your Majester, I is your humbug servant.

We are very pleased to meet you.

O Qeen, O Majester, O Golden Sovereign, O Sultana.

I is comming here with my little friend, Sofie

To save you from... ...Awefull Barrel.

He means Perril.

He does speak a bit funny sometimes.

I think you speak english perfectly.

O Majester. How wondercrump.

I is all of a, a shudder.

I has great secrets to tell you Majester.

I should be delighted to hear them.

Would you care to join us for breakfast?

Oh, will it be stinky snoscumbers, Majister?

I beg you pardon.

No, it won't.

It'll be something nice like... eggs and baccon.

Mary, call Mr. Tipps about breakfast, would you? Mary? Mary?

Oh, dear.

It's getting better every time, this, eggs and bakeing.

Thank you, sir. Chief will be delighted to know that.

Oh, Tipps, while Mr. BFG is finishing breakfast would you summon the head of the army...

... and the Air Force. Say it's an emergency.

Very good ma'am.

Doesn't yous have any fropskottel here? For wizzpopping?

No. Shh.

Oh, well, I cans be wizzpopping... without...if I wants to.

-Well you musn't. Wha...no wizzpopping?

None jullifying music? - Oh, do let him sing if he wants.

He doesn't wamt to sing. - I enjoy music at breakfast.

In Scotland they played the bagpipes outside my window.

Wizzpopping is better than baglpipes, Majister.

Ah, Ha, Ha, I'm sure it is. Please play something.

No, you're not to.

I cannot be disobeying, Her Majister, the Queen.

I think, on the whole...

...I prefer the bagpipe.

I suppose it's about these bally children.

What children?

The ones who have dissapeared last night.

Oh, them, load of nonsense.

You know what children are? They make it all up.

Yes...They did find bones, though, and Giant footprints.

Bones? Rubbish. Giant footprints? Poppycock.

They make it all up I tell ya.

Yes, of course. They're always causing bally trouble.

Good morning, Your Majesty.

Good morning, Your Majesty.

Good morning, gentlemen.

Thank you for comming so quickly.

Tipps said it was an emergency, your Majesty.

Yes, you have heard the dreadful news of the dissapearing children?

Oh, yeah. Absolute load of poppy... Mm, Mm, Hm...

...What?

Oh, Oh, absolutely shocking, Your Majesty. Terrible.

For sure there's a perfectly simple explanation.

There is. They were eaten by Giants.

Don't think we shoud jump to that conclusion, ma'am.

You don't?

Oh, well, Giants, your Majesty...

...I mean, uh, we know the don't, uh... ...Well...

Yes?

Um..exsist... do they? Uh, Anymore. What?

You see, you Majesty...

Let's take this business of the footprints...

...our intellegence says they were six feet long.

Yes.

Well that means that if they were real footprints...

...whatever made them would have to be...

...well, let me see, how high?

That high?

Yes, at least that...

Wha...? Uh..?

D, Do, Don't worry, you Majesty. We'll protect you.

It's alright, little girl, D, D, D, Don't be frightened.

Gentlemen, may I intruduce: Sofie.

How, How, How do you do? How do you do?

And this is our friend: Mr. BFG.

Go, Good, Good morning, Sir. - Good morning, Sir.

Ooo gunghumers and bogswinkels. What is that?

It was Louis XV.

Alright men, ats your easles.

Now, I should like you to listen very carefully to what he has to say.

Good heavens. What an appoling story.

How many of these bruts are there?

Um, Well, there's Man Hunger, Meat Dripper, Child Chewer, Butcher Boy...

... Um... - The Blood Bottler.

Yes, yes, Blood Bottler, Maid Masher,

The Flesh Lumpeater, Oh and Bones Cruncher...

... the Gizzard Gulper...

That, that, that is...um...

Nine. - Yes, nine.

Gosh, as many as that, eh?

- Strategy is quite simple, your Majesty....

Tanks.

Tanks? Nonsense. Bombs.

Bombs? Ridiculous.

Tanks and heavy artillery.

Artillery? Piffel.

Next thing you'll be wanting bally cavalry too.

Tanks, artillery and cavalry. That'll do it.

Modern warfare, ma'am, demands modern technology.

Low-level assalt bommers to get under their raidar...

...high explosive bombs... ...heat seaking rockets...

...and pow, we'll blow them to peices.

It's an old fassioned enemy, ma'am...

...we need good old fassioned tactics.

Soften them up with bombardment...

...roll in the tanks...

...and pick 'em off with machine guns.

Taka, taka, taka, taka, taka

We'll mow 'em down.

Pow, Kaboom...Bombs.

Taka, taka, taka, taka, taka.. Kaput.

Tanks!

Kaboom!

Kaput!

- Gentelmen. Yes, Your Majesty.

There will be no bombs... and guns.

- Beg pardon, ma'am

The Giants are not to be hurt. - Not hurt, ma'am?..

...but they eat children. They, They're murderers.

That is no reason to follow their example.

Exunctly.

Two rights is not makeing a left.

But that ties us big as ears.

How can we capture them without guns? - And without bombs.

I know a way.

Without guns, ma'am, we'd be sending our men to their...

What?

- I know how you can capture them.

Well, of course, it can be done. Can't it?

Oh, Yes, yes, of course it can.

How?

Well, the Giants go out at night, you see...

...so in the daytime they're fast asleep. So, if you...

Blimey, he's a big feller, in't he.

All right, you lot, settle down.

All right, forward men... ...nothing to be...scared of.

Are you alright, lad?

Okay, son. I got you.

Army group to flight leader... request capture net immidately.

Flight leader to army group... ...on our way.

They've done it. - Yes.

Some Human beings is not greensludges. They's very brave.

Come on, come on. I's getting something for her Majester.

Good work, lads.

All done, Sir. Couple of lads injured, nothing serious.

Well done, Seargent. You can get your helicopters in now.

Oh, we won't be needin' the last one, Sir. There was only eight of 'em.

Funny, He said their were nine.

You know he can't talk english, He probably can't count either.

Get down! Take Cover!

B...F...G...

B...F...G...

I comeing for you.

Quick, quick, hide.

BFG, come back.

- There is only me to stop him now.

I does not want to be a coward.

You're not a coward. I'm Sorry. Oh, please, come back.

You, you showed them the way.

Yes, yes, I showed them the way.

Why? What for?

Because, you is evil, and I sees it now.

You, you is not giant.

You is like human beans.

Human beings. Yes, I'd rather be like one of them than like you..

Then I kill you.

Wait!

No, leave him alone.

Wha...?

Come here.

Human bean. Mmm.

Ah, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!

Ah, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!

Help!

B...F...G.

No! get away!

Go away Jack. No, Jack, No beanstalk.

Sofie?

Sofie.

My little Sophie.

Oh, BFG, you saved me.

Oh, I's not saving you, you, you is saving me..

Did you blow hime that awefull trugglehumber?

Yes! Oh, I's glad we's catching it now.

But what was it a dream about? - It's about Jack.

Jack? - Yuh.

Jack is the only thing Giant's is frightened of...

...He's a famous and terrible Giant Killer.

- He doen't have a beanstalk, does he?

Oh, Yes. Yous knows about him too?

O, I's very scared of meeting him one day.

- Well, you needn't be.

Why is we laughing, Sofie?

I'll tell you later.

To the brave men who led the capture the Giants...

... and helped lock them safely lock them away forever...

...we award the Queens gold medal for gallentry.

For Sofie, who has nowhere to live...

...now that we have closed down Ms. Clonkers Orphanage...

...we are making a new home here, in our Palace.

She, and her friends from the orphanage,

can live here, with us, for as long as they wish.

We shall consider what do with Ms. Clonkers, later.

Ms. Clonkers can be feeding the Giants, your Majester.

- Oh, I don't think we want them eating any more people.

Not people, Majester. Stinky snoscumbers. Yulk!

That is all those Giants is haveing to eat now.

And Mrs. Clonkers can be their keeper.

And finally, to our friend, the BFG...

...we are giveing our tallest and most splended royal castle.

...so that he can live there for the rest of his life.

O noble Majester...

... I thanks you from the bottom of my...

...of my... - Heart.

My heart.

It's a very great honor you is doing me.

But I must be tootling off now. - You're not going?

You're not going?

Oh, I's has my work to do, you see, Majister.

I's has my dreams to blow.

I can not be stopping.

I quite understand. One always has responsibilities.

Exuctly.

Goodbye, Majester.

Goodbye, and thank you.

Goodbye, Human beings.

You has a nice place to live now, like you is always wanting.

Yes.

No more snoscumbers, eh? - He, he, No.

No more Giants, Hm? - No, no more Giants.

Oh, BFG, I'm going to miss you, so much.

I is always missing you, to..

Take care of her, Majester.

I'm sure he'll be back to see us...sometimes.

But, I didn't want to see him, sometimes.

I wanted to be with him, always.

Does you? Sofie?

Yes, of course I do.

Is you sure?

Yes.

I is not haveing any... any Palace for you.

I know.

Well, let's be going home then.

We has dreams waiting for us.