[Thomas]nAww... slugs again!nn[Samuel the Narrator]nYes, there were the slugs. Babies, mothers, and grandmothers, besides enormous great fat slugs, all eating away at the juicy leaves.nn[Mother]nOh Thomas, let's set some traps--some slug traps--and catch them all.nn[Samuel the Narrator]nDid those slugs walk into the traps? No, not one. They just laughed their slimy laugh...nn[Slugs]nHuh-huh, huh-huh... nn[Samuel the Narrator]n... and went on eating the juicy lettuces.nn[Mother]nOh deary me, what shall we do? There'll be no lettuce left when little Tim comes home.nn[Thomas]nI know! I've got a good idea. I'll shoot those varmints!nn[Mother]nThomas!nn[Thomas]nI will! I'll shoot them!nn[Samuel the Narrator]nThomas crept very carefully up the lettuce patch and fired his little gun. [POP! POP!] But did the slugs mind? nn[Slugs]nHuh-huh...nn[Samuel the Narrator]nNo, not they. They laughed more than ever in their slimy way.nn[Slugs]nHuh-huh, huh-huh...nn[Samuel the Narrator]nAnd they ate up all the peas, and then they turned about and went on eating the lettuces.nn[Mother]nThomas, how are you getting on? We shan't have any lettuce when little Tim comes home.nn[Samuel the Narrator]nThey hopped sadly down along the passage into the kitchen of their house... and then Mariah had arrived. [ZAP!]nnn[Interlude]nnn[Slugs]n(Squealing.)nn[Samuel the Narrator]nThe greedy slugs raised their heads to listen. They waved their bodies joyously, and laughed their slimy laugh.nn[Slugs]nHuh-huh! Hear the sweet music at our feast. Hear the sweet music while we eat.nn[Samuel the Narrator]nAnd then they laughed again happily in their slimy way...nn[Slugs]nHuh-huh, huh-huh...nn[Samuel the Narrator]n... and went on eating lettuces.nnn[Interlude]nnn[Slugs]nHuh-huh...nn[Mother]nThere won't be even a nibble of lettuce when our little Tim comes home! (Sniffles.)nn[Samuel the Narrator]nSuddenly, a voice called out, and out rushed Tim, hopping and skipping and turning somersaults as he came towards his father and mother.nn[Tim]nHello, hello! I brought a friend! Oh... what's the matter?nn[Samuel the Narrator]nThe slugs are eating all the lettuce, Tim.nn[Tim]nOh hey there, Samuel! My friend Brush has just been wondering if you'll have meat for supper. Why is it we only had lettuces, didn't I, Brush?nn[Brush]nAsk Tim! I, uh, think I can help you... if you allow me, sir. Just watch me! (Starts whistling.)nn[Samuel the Narrator]nHe gobbled up the slugs faster than you could count--baby slugs, mother slugs, grandmother and great-grandmother slugs--before they had time to take to their slimy heels. Mariah and Thomas stood and watched in wonder at his huge appetite.nn[Thomas]nHo-ho-ho-hooo! Come and have supper with us whenever you like, Mr. Brush.nn[Tim]nOh, he will. Mr. Brush!nn[Thomas]nYes! Get in.nn[Brush]n(Whistles.)