(heavy metal music)
(Bright classical music)
- Ah, what a beautiful day
to be out and about, hey honey?
- Oh Daddy, that reminds me,
there's a big fun trip I want to go on
with my best friend Jenny!
Can I go, Dad? Can I go?
- I don't know honey, you're awfully young for that.
Trust me when I say I've got a bad feeling about this.
- But Daddy, I wanna go!
- Sweetheart...
(Egg cries)
- Honey...
- I hate you, Daddy!
- Aw fine, you can go, what the heck do I know?
I'm only a former secret agent, with lots of skills.
- Yeah! Thank you, Daddy!
If you and Mommy ever split up,
I wanna live with you.
- Oh, I love you too baby.
- Jenny? - [Jenny] Baby egg?
- Guess who's going with you? - [Jenny] Yeah!
- I know OMG!
We're going to have so much fun!
- Aw, you'll always be Daddy's little girl.
Ah, They grow up so fast!
- Bacon, it's Baby Egg, I think somethings wrong.
- Oh, I'm sure everything is fine.
Hello, Baby, are you okay?
- Hi, Daddy, guess what?
I just met some scary sausage men
who wanna take me far, far away!
Hold on, I think they wanna talk to you.
- No, Baby! Listen to me very carefully
you're about to be... - [Sausage Man] Taken?
Yep, it's already happened.
Sorry, Daddy, but we gotta get going now.
- Wait! I don't know who you are, or what you want.
If it's ransom you're after,
I can tell you I have no money.
What I do have is a very particular set of skills.
Skills I've acquired over a very long career.
Skills that make me a nightmare for people like you.
If you let my Baby go now, that'll be the end of it.
But if you don't, I will look for you.
I will find you.
And I will kill you.
- Okay, well...
Good luck.
(knife slice) (scream)
What the?!
- That little piggy went to market.
(sausage grunts)
That little piggy stayed home.
(sausage mumbles) (lighter ignites)
- That little piggy got roasted.
Hiyah! (sausage screams)
And that little piggy got stoned.
- Stop! Wait!
- And this little piggy gets a nice jump-start!
(electricity sparks) (sausage screams)
Now where's my daughter?
(sausage screams)
- She's... She's...
(electricity sparks)(sausage screams)
The museum! We took her to the museum!
- That's rather interesting,
cause' you're about to be history too!
(electricity sparks) (sausage screams)
- [Berry] Huh, while everybody else is busy
we're gonna steal all these paintings.
(grunting) (crowbar clatters) - Keep it down you idiot!
We've gotta keep this quite.
(screeching tires) What the?!
- Baby? Baby? Where's my Baby?!
(switch blade un-sheaths)
(bacon sizzles)
(coconut grunts)(crowbar smashes coconut)
- No! Not Coco!
(gun fires) (berry splatters)
- Whoa, dude! I think somebody's trying to rob the museum!
- Better tell the boss.
I'll go tell the...
(knife swipe)(sausage screams)
- Oh my, Lord! (juice squirts)
- Boss, huh?
Don't worry fellas, I'll tell him myself!
- Oh, uh, sorry. I was just looking for the bathroom.
(bacon screams)(pepper screams)
- What a breathtaking work of art!
You know, I could stare at this all day
- Egg baby? Where's my baby?!
- Excuse me, who are you? (statue falls)
- Oh my goodness!
(bright acoustic guitar) - Daddy!
- Oh thank my lucky stars, Baby!
- Wait, what are you doing here?
Does this mean the field trip is canceled?
(record scratches) - Field trip? You're on a...
Oh, a fieldtrip; oh my,
do I have egg on my face, or what?
(bacon laughs) Whoops!
(laughter)
- I just need you bank account number,
social security number,
check routing number,
to sort these things through.
- Well, I don't have a bank account.
But Pear does! Take his!
- Dude! - [Orange] It's okay Pear.
I can share some of it with you!
- Many thanks friend, allow me to get your fortune.