BFG

The BFG speaks as he normally does, he a bit hard to understand. He also speaks encouragingly.... giving the men all the information they need to defeat the giants.

‘Exunckly!’ cried the BFG. ‘Every afternoon all these nine giants is lying on the ground snoozling away in a very deep sleep. They is always resting like that before they is galloping off to guzzle another helping of human beans.’

‘Go on,’ they said. ‘So what?’

‘So what you soldiers has to do is to creep up to the giants while they is still in the Land of Noddy and tie their arms and legs with mighty ropes and whunking chains.’

They respond as if the BFG doesn't know what he's talking about....

‘That’s all very well,’ said the Head of the Army. ‘But how do we get the brutes back here? We can’t load fifty-foot giants on to trucks! Shoot ‘em on the spot, that’s what I say!’