Match the words to the sentences

Prison Guard: Toad's escaped!

Police Officer: Halt! Oh. Good evening, ma'am.

Toad: Good evening to you, officer. Hahaha. We're merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily on our—Ah!

Police Officer: Here, oh, begging your pardon, my lady but you—. Hey!

Policemen: I say, you fellows over there, do you see him?

Narrator: Gad, what perfectly ripping luck! Trap Toad, would they? Aha! Never!

Policemen: There he goes! Where? Where? Over there!

Toad: Bang! Bang! Bang!

Narrator: Blockheads! Let them scour the countryside. Once more, J Thaddeus Toad had the last laugh.

Toad: Ohahahahaha, Ohahaha, Ah!

Narrator: That same Christmas Eve, along the riverbank, the name of Toad was banned from conversation, lest the memory of his disgrace becloud the merriment of the season. And yet there was one home, at least, in which two loyal hearts still held the warmth of Christian charity.

Rat: Bless this good food we are about to enjoy. Bless us, every one. And, uh, bless poor Toad.

Mole: And may he get time off for good behavior. Why, it's a poor (1)____________. Let's take her over by the fire.

Rat: Ow!

Rat and Mole: Toad!

Rat: What are you doing here?

Toad: Well, I-I-I was just,uh sort of

Mole: Well, this is a merry Christmas! But-but aren't you afraid of the police?

Toad: Afraid of the police? I, Toad, afraid of the (2)____________?

Voice behind the door: Open up! Open up, I say!

Toad: The police! Hide me! Hide me, Ratty!

Ratty: Sorry Toad, but you owe a debt to society. And you've got to pay. Mole let them in.

Mole: But, Ratty, don't you think, maybe—.

Rat: Open the (3)____________!

Mole and Rat: MacBadger!

MacBadger: Hi, lads! I've just made a very important discovery. Toad Hall is ablaze with lights and in possession of a pack of weasels. And the leader of the gang is none other than Mister…

Weasels: Winky! Hip, hip Hooray!

MacBadger: And so, you see, he did trade Toad Hall for the motorcar!

Rat: Then, Toad was innocent all the time.

MacBadger: Aye, lads. And if he were only here right now—. Toad!

Toad: Angus!

Rat: Sorry, Toad, I misjudged you.

Mole: I hope, someday, you'll find it in your heart—.

Toad: Tut, tut. Not another word. To err is human, to forgive—.

MacBadger: Thaddeus, not so fast! You're still guilty in the eyes of the law. To prove your innocence, we've got to get that paper away from Winky! Now, I have a plan. We'll sneak in through the secret tunnel.

Narrator: It was an expert plan, cunningly contrived but extremely dangerous. It would work only if each did his part. There was no margin for error. The odds against them were tremendous, but the stakes were high. But now, steady's the word. One false move and four lives hang in the balance.

MacBadger: Careful, lads. There’s a guard.

Toad: I'll pop him off!

Mole, Rat, MacBadger: Stop! Toad! Don't shoot!

Weasel Guard: Who goes there?

Narrator: Whew! That was a close one. Trust Toad to start things off on the wrong foot. Well, no turning back now. Nothing for it but to push on. What new and greater perils lay ahead, no one could say. But with Toad already getting out of hand, anything could happen.

Mole: Oh Look. They're all asleep.

MacBadger: Nay lads, they're drunk. They've been hitting the bottle.

Rat: But where’s Winky?

Toad: There he is!

MacBadger: Shh! He's got the paper on him! We'll have to climb up on the (4)____________.

Mister Winky: The (5)____________! It's gone! Hey! Get him, you blokes! Get him!

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Answers:

Prison Guard: Toad's escaped!

Police Officer: Halt! Oh. Good evening, ma'am.

Toad: Good evening to you, officer. Hahaha. We're merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily on our—Ah!

Police Officer: Here, oh, begging your pardon, my lady but you—. Hey!

Policemen: I say, you fellows over there, do you see him?

Narrator: Gad, what perfectly ripping luck! Trap Toad, would they? Aha! Never!

Policemen: There he goes! Where? Where? Over there!

Toad: Bang! Bang! Bang!

Narrator: Blockheads! Let them scour the countryside. Once more, J Thaddeus Toad had the last laugh.

Toad: Ohahahahaha, Ohahaha, Ah!

Narrator: That same Christmas Eve, along the riverbank, the name of Toad was banned from conversation, lest the memory of his disgrace becloud the merriment of the season. And yet there was one home, at least, in which two loyal hearts still held the warmth of Christian charity.

Rat: Bless this good food we are about to enjoy. Bless us, every one. And, uh, bless poor Toad.

Mole: And may he get time off for good behavior. Why, it's a poor (1)old lady. Let's take her over by the fire.

Rat: Ow!

Rat and Mole: Toad!

Rat: What are you doing here?

Toad: Well, I-I-I was just,uh sort of

Mole: Well, this is a merry Christmas! But-but aren't you afraid of the police?

Toad: Afraid of the police? I, Toad, afraid of the (2)police?

Voice behind the door: Open up! Open up, I say!

Toad: The police! Hide me! Hide me, Ratty!

Ratty: Sorry Toad, but you owe a debt to society. And you've got to pay. Mole let them in.

Mole: But, Ratty, don't you think, maybe—.

Rat: Open the (3)door!

Mole and Rat: MacBadger!

MacBadger: Hi, lads! I've just made a very important discovery. Toad Hall is ablaze with lights and in possession of a pack of weasels. And the leader of the gang is none other than Mister…

Weasels: Winky! Hip, hip Hooray!

MacBadger: And so, you see, he did trade Toad Hall for the motorcar!

Rat: Then, Toad was innocent all the time.

MacBadger: Aye, lads. And if he were only here right now—. Toad!

Toad: Angus!

Rat: Sorry, Toad, I misjudged you.

Mole: I hope, someday, you'll find it in your heart—.

Toad: Tut, tut. Not another word. To err is human, to forgive—.

MacBadger: Thaddeus, not so fast! You're still guilty in the eyes of the law. To prove your innocence, we've got to get that paper away from Winky! Now, I have a plan. We'll sneak in through the secret tunnel.

Narrator: It was an expert plan, cunningly contrived but extremely dangerous. It would work only if each did his part. There was no margin for error. The odds against them were tremendous, but the stakes were high. But now, steady's the word. One false move and four lives hang in the balance.

MacBadger: Careful, lads. There’s a guard.

Toad: I'll pop him off!

Mole, Rat, MacBadger: Stop! Toad! Don't shoot!

Weasel Guard: Who goes there?

Narrator: Whew! That was a close one. Trust Toad to start things off on the wrong foot. Well, no turning back now. Nothing for it but to push on. What new and greater perils lay ahead, no one could say. But with Toad already getting out of hand, anything could happen.

Mole: Oh Look. They're all asleep.

MacBadger: Nay lads, they're drunk. They've been hitting the bottle.

Rat: But where’s Winky?

Toad: There he is!

MacBadger: Shh! He's got the paper on him! We'll have to climb up on the (4)balcony.

Mister Winky: The (5)paper! It's gone! Hey! Get him, you blokes! Get him!