Dudley Do-Right Page #4

It's me, Dudley.

It's Nell fenwick.

Don't try and confuse me.

I know you're a vampire,

and I can prove it, too,

'cause only a vampire

wouldn't know the answer...

To this simple,

What is

Wayne gretzky's middle name?

- Well, I don't know, Dudley.

- Aha!

Well, do you?

No.

No, I don't.

My God!

I am a vampire!

You're not a vampire,

Dudley.

- Is something burning?

- Yeah, right.

Like you think I'm stupid

enough to fall

for that old trick.

It was at that precise moment

when Nell remembered...

That famous old

mountie movie song:

When I'm calling you

ooh-ooh-ooh

ooh-ooh-ooh

Nell!

It really is you!

Will you answer too

ooh-ooh-ooh

ooh-ooh-ooh

that means I offer my love

to you

- if you refuse me

- what shall I do

when I'm calling you

ooh-ooh-ooh

ooh-ooh-ooh

won't you come in, Nell?

Sure.

So, Nell,

what have you been doing

all these years?

Well, I went out and saw

the world, just like

I planned.

I got my master's

in philosophy from Yale,

a ph.D. In international

diplomacy from Harvard--

And then I served

as U.S. ambassador to Guam.

And?

And... now I've come home...

To get the one thing

a good education can't buy.

I got you.

You want one of those

fuzzy plaid blankets...

That they sell

down at the mountie store?

No, Dudley.

- Beach house

with a hot tub?

- No, I just--

Let's not play games, Nell.

I haven't had the chance

to say these words before,

and--

Dudley.

Nell, I--

Dudley! Dudley?

When I'm calling you

ooh-ooh-ooh

- enough with the song.

- Got it.

I'm sorry.

Where was I?

Maybe we should just go out.

I hear they're having an

authentic corn

festival dance...

At the reservation,

with fireworks and everything.

A quiet evening in front

of the fire avec moi,

toasting marshmallows,

drinking ovaltine.

Now I remember

what I was going to say.

Nell fenwick, I--

Whaa--

Hey--

Nell, I love you!

Though

she had traveled far and wide,

never before had Nell heard...

A confession of love

from a moose.

Let's just go

to the corn festival.

Okeydokey.

I'll get around to fixing

the floorboards next Tuesday.

Ooh.

I hope it's not

hunting season.

A little help here

for the moose?

Please? Thank you.

When I'm calling you

ooh-ooh-ooh

ooh-ooh-ooh

After finding the nearest

moose-head removal service,

Dudley and Nell made their way

to the corn festival.

Dudley, this is

totally authentic!

This is Canada, Nell.

Things are real up here.

Say,

there's the chief!

Chief! Chief!

Yes,

it was the chief of that

rarely-studied tribe

of South Brooklyn Indians,

known as

the canarsie kumquats,

or just the kumquats,

for short.

Dudley!

Long time no see.

You remember Nell.

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