The battle raged across the garden. Wallace swung a baguette like a club, parrying leek thrusts. Gromit, wearing a colander as a helmet, rode his motorcycle sidecar through a squadron of angry onions, making them weep (which, admittedly, gave him the tactical advantage).
(Post-credits scene: The potato’s eyes blink. Just once.) Wallace y Gromit - La batalla de los vegetales ...
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. The battle raged across the garden
“Brilliant, Gromit! Load the mushy peas!” (Post-credits scene: The potato’s eyes blink
Wallace grabbed a half-eaten wedge of from his pocket. The most potent, pongy, blue-veined cheese in all of Lancashire.
“It’s 98% Wensleydale by-product!” Wallace beamed.
Then he saw the potato.