Original subtitles

( music playing )

( door slams )

( music playing )

( doorbell dinging )

MR. BEAN: ( muttering )

( laughs )

Ta-dah.

- It's me. - Hmm?

- You know me. Yeah? - Huh? What?

Hey, hang on a minute.

Uh, ta-dah.

No, I still don't know.

It's me, Harry.

- Ah. - All right?

I'll come in then, shall I?

HARRY: Oh, this is nice.

Huh?

( grunting )

( Harry snorting )

- HARRY: Oh. - What's he doing?

- Huh? - Oh, nice.

Hmm.

( music playing )

Ah.

What should I do?

Oh.

Hmm.

Let's see.

There's something in here

somewhere.

Ah-ha.

Here. Hey, you remember?

Oh.

Remember, remember?

- HARRY: Come here. - Huh? I don't...

- Come here. I'll show you. - MR. BEAN: Whoa.

Yeah. Here we go.

Here look.

Ah, now.

Eh?

What's it?

HARRY: Who's this one?

MR. BEAN: That's me.

Ah, that's me. That's me.

HARRY: And that's me.

MR. BEAN: Ah.

Seatmate.

Nice to meet you, yeah.

Oh, no.

Bippy, bippy, bing, bong.

Ah.

Ping, pong, poo.

Yeah.

BOTH: Bippy, bippy, bing, bong,

ping, pong, poo.

( blow raspberries )

( laughing )

( Harry snorting )

Fred.

No. Harry.

Harry. Yes, Harry.

- Harry? Harry? - Oh.

Hey, what--but...

Oh.

Uh, may I?

Ah, yes. Yes.

Help yourself.

Eh.

Oh, two of them.

( gasps )

( muttering )

( mumbling )

( bell ringing )

( gunshots )

MR. BEAN: Right.

( muttering )

Hey?

No.

Hello.

( burps )

Oh.

( laughs )

Here's nice.

Hey?

What?

( burps )

MR. BEAN: Oh.

( humming )

( screams )

What the?

Beepy, beepy, bing, boom.

Ping pong...

Poo

( blows raspberry )

( Harry singing )

No.

( Harry singing )

Ay yay, yay yay, yay yay.

( humming )

( Harry singing )

( sighs )

( gargles )

( chuckles )

Ah!

Hey, handsome.

ping, pong... Bippy, bippy, bing, bong,

Poo.

( blow raspberry )

( music playing )

( snoring )

( sighs )

( Harry snoring )

( clock dinging )

( Harry mumbling )

Huh?

( sniffing )

What?

Huh, oh.

Bed.

Bed.

Bed.

My bed.

Hey.

- MR. BEAN: Oh. - Ay.

( muttering )

( music playing )

( yawns )

Eh?

Teddy? Teddy?

( gasps )

Oh, there, there.

( muttering )

Huh?

( humming )

( clears throat )

- Thank you. - Oh.

Oh, well.

( humming )

Hmm.

Nice.

Oh,

hmm.

MR. BEAN: ( laughs )

( sighs )

- Please enter. - Hello.

Oh, thank you.

Bippy, bippy, bing, bong,

ping, pong...

Poo. ( blows raspberry )

Exactly.

( Harry laughs )

( blows raspberry )

( laughs )

( music playing )

Ooh.

After you.

( ice cream van approaching )

Huh?

Uh, you want one?

Oh. Hmm.

Ah, two please?

- Aha. - Ah, thank you.

Could you?

( scoffs ) Oh.

Thank you.

( muttering )

MR. BEAN: There you are.

Thank you.

Hey.

( muttering )

Oh.

Catch you up.

One more, please?

( muttering )

( burps )

Ha.

( mumbles )

MR. BEAN: What?

bing, bong. Bippy, bippy, bing, bong,

Argh!

( snoring )

( clock ticking )

( sighs )

( burping )

Oh.

All right.

( muttering )

Ah, right.

Taxi. Now.

All right.

All right.

( grunts )

Where to?

Just two minutes.

Just two minutes.

( clock dinging )

( sniffing )

Oh.

( sniffing )

Food.

( sniffing )

food, food, food. Food, food, food,

MR. BEAN: Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Okay.

Bye.

Bye-bye.

Bye-bye.

Bye, Teddy.

What? Teddy?

( tires screeches )

( engine revving )

( whistles )

( tires screeches )

There you go.

( tires screeches )

Fred?

- MR. BEAN: Harry. Harry. - Harry.

Sorry. Harry. Harry.

Harry? Harry?

- Yeah? - Harry.

Um, um.

Oh.

Ah-ha.

Harry?

- Look. - Hmm?

What do you think?

- MR. BEAN: Okay. - Uh, food.

Come on.

- No, no, wait. - Goodbye, thank you.

- What? - Wait.

No, we're closed.

MR. BEAN: Look.

- Look. - MAN: We're closed.

Oh, money.

Come in. Yes.

- Oh. - Here you go.

Here you are, sir.

- Merci. - The menu.

Uh, oh.

What would you like

from this enormous range?

Oh, this side and this side.

What?

- Yes. - Yes. Good.

Oh, no. My goodness, You want everything?

I never...

Bring it on.

Go on.

( smacking lips )

Um.

So? I'll just go into the, uh...

( burps ) Okay.

Hmm. ( chuckles )

MAN: Goodbye wine,

goodbye food.

Hello bill.

( screams )

Oh, he's paying.

Really?

Who?

MR. BEAN: ( groans )

Ah.

Whoo.

( grunts )

( clock ticking )

MAN: Hmm?

And?

- MAN: Monsieur. - Well?

He's gone.Monsieur, Monsieur, he's gone.

You, this way, now.

( plates clanking )

( Harry sobbing )

- Hmm.

Bippy, bippy, bing, bong, MR. BEAN:

ping, pong, poo.

- ( blows raspberry ) - Huh?

( music playing )

MR. BEAN: Oh.