Chapter 11

CHAPTER 3 Rock and Straw Neck are taken into the kitchen, where the chef washes them... and pins them up to dry...

第三章 洛克和草颈被带进了厨房，厨师在那儿把它们洗干净……然后钉起来晾干……

with the baby blackbirds. Luckily, they haven't been baked yet. "Now we're all DOOMED," says Straw Neck. "I don't want to be a crime-fighter anymore."

和小黑鸫们待在一起。 幸好它们还没被烤。 “这下我们全完了，”草颈说。 “我再也不想当打击犯罪的英雄了。”

The birds wriggle, kick, and make sad faces. But the chef laughs at them. "I can't wait to pluck, chop, and bake you in a pie!" she says. "Then I will eat you, lick my lips, and pick my teeth with this twig I found!" "Trent! No!" "Trent's not a toothpick!" The chef leaves the kitchen to pick some herbs from the garden.

小鸟们扭来扭去，蹬着腿，一脸难过的样子。 可厨师却对着它们笑。 “我都等不及要把你们拔毛、切碎，烤成派啦！” 她说。 “然后我要把你们吃掉，舔舔嘴唇，再用我找到的这根小树枝剔牙！” “特伦特！ 不要啊！” “特伦特不是牙签！” 厨师离开厨房，去花园里采一些香草了。

The birds are in deep trouble now. Rock dearly wishes the REAL PIGEONS were here. They always work best as a team. That word sticks in his head-team. "The deal we made is stupid," Rock says to Straw Neck. "We should have been working as a team. Because-I admit- you're nowhere near as bad as Mr. Pie." "Or as bad as a vulture," says Straw Neck. "I'm sorry I kidnapped the REAL PIGEONS and spread them out across the world. But the good news is, I know how we can get out of here." Rock gasps. "Really? How?"

小鸟们现在麻烦大了。 洛克真心希望真正的鸽子小队能在这儿。 他们组队行动的时候总是最厉害的。 “团队”这个词卡在了他的脑子里。 “我们之前订的约定太蠢了，”洛克对草颈说。 “我们本就该组队合作的。 因为——我承认——你可比派先生好多了。” “也比秃鹫好。”草颈说。 “对不起，我之前绑架了真正的鸽子小队，还把他们散放到了世界各地。 不过好消息是，我知道我们该怎么逃出去了。” 洛克倒抽了一口气。 “真的吗？ 怎么逃？”

"I have just invented an escape plan," says Straw Neck proudly. "I invented it in my head." "So how do we escape?" asks Rock. "Simple," says Straw Neck. "We all hold feet." Straw Neck points to a lamp on the edge of the cupboard and explains her plan. "You might be a BAD crime-fighter, but you're a GOOD inventor," says Rock.

“我刚想出了一个逃跑计划，”草颈骄傲地说。 “我在脑子里想出来的。” “那我们要怎么逃？”洛克问。 “简单，”草颈说。 “我们都把爪子抓在一起。” 草颈指着橱柜边上的一盏灯，解释起了她的计划。 “你当打击犯罪的英雄可能不太行，但你真是个厉害的发明家。”洛克说。

Straw Neck gets all the birds to swing back and forth, until they go so high they knock the cupboard. The lamp on top moves closer and closer to the edge. KNOCK! SWING! And then... SWING! KNOCK! The lamp falls, snapping the line in two. FALL TWANG! SNAP!

草颈让所有小鸟都来回晃荡，直到晃得足够高，撞到了橱柜。 顶上的灯离边缘越来越近。 咚！晃呀！ 然后……晃呀！ 咚！ 灯掉了下来，把绳子砸成了两段。 哗啦 嘣！ 啪！