Wallace Y Gromit - La Batalla De Los Vegetales ... Instant

(Post-credits scene: The potato’s eyes blink. Just once.)

“Great Scot, Gromit!” Wallace cried, pulling on his dressing gown. “They’ve gone rogue! It’s the yeast extract—it’s given them… ambition!”

Worst of all was the , a monstrous, lumpy dictator with eyes of dark, wet soil. He sat atop a throne of compost and demanded the surrender of all “soft-skins” (humans) and “cheese-eaters” (Gromit). The Counter-Attack “We need heavy weaponry, lad!” Wallace shouted, dodging a flying turnip. Wallace y Gromit - La batalla de los vegetales ...

“It’s all about love, Gromit,” Wallace said, patting his prized marrow, Archibald , which was already the size of a small sheepdog. “But love alone won’t beat Lady Tottington’s prize pumpkins. No, lad. We need… science! ”

It was the size of a football, with gnarled, root-like limbs. It dragged itself out of the soil and let out a low, gravelly grunt . (Post-credits scene: The potato’s eyes blink

But the King Potato was cunning. He ordered the —tall, sour, and fast—to flank them. Wallace and Gromit were backed against the garden shed.

Within seconds, the garden was just a garden again. The only evidence of the battle was a few broken fence posts, a very confused cauliflower, and a small, ordinary potato sitting on the lawn. Wallace stood in the wreckage, his dressing gown torn, a leek leaf stuck in his hair. He looked at Gromit. Gromit looked at him. Then they both looked at Archibald the Marrow, which had returned to its normal, non-threatening size. It’s the yeast extract—it’s given them… ambition

Gromit, already two steps ahead, had retreated to the basement. He emerged pushing the —a modified vacuum cleaner that fired rapid pellets of frozen peas.