The Great Plan
‘We’ve absolutely got to stop them!’ Sophie cried. ‘Put me back in your pocket quick and we’ll
chase after them and warn everyone in England they’re coming.’
‘Redunculus and um-possiple,’ the BFG said. ‘They is going two times as fast as me and they is
finishing their guzzle¹ before we is halfway².’
‘But we can’t just sit here doing nothing!’ Sophie cried. ‘How many girls and boys are they
going to eat tonight?’
‘Many’ the BFG said. ‘The Fleshlumpeating Giant alone has a most squadding whoppsy
appetite.’
‘Will he snatch³ them out of their beds while they’re sleeping?’
‘Like peas out of a poddle,’ the BFG said.
‘I can’t bear to think of it!’ Sophie cried.
‘Then don’t,’ the BFG said. ‘For years and years I is sitting here on this very rock every night
after night when they is galloping⁴ away, and I is feeling so sad for all the human beans they is going
to gobble up. But I has had to get used to it. There is nothing I can do. If I wasn’t a titchy little runty
giant only twenty-four feet high then I would be stopping them. But that is absolutely out of the
window.’
‘Do you always know where they’re going?’ Sophie asked.
‘Always,’ the BFG said. ‘Every night they is yelling⁵ at me as they go booding past. The other
day they was yelling “We is off to Mrs Sippi and Miss Souri to guzzle them both!”’
‘Disgusting,’ Sophie said. ‘I hate them.’
She and the Big Friendly Giant sat quietly side by side on the blue rock in the gathering⁶ dusk.
Sophie had never felt so helpless in her life. After a while, she stood up and cried out, ‘I can’t stand
it! Just think of those poor girls and boys who are going to be eaten alive in a few hours’ time! We
can’t just sit here and do nothing! We’ve got to go after those

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