Howard the Duck

Hi, honey, this is your mother.

Listen, I know you're very busy...

...with the new job

but please try and call us.

Did you get the birthday

sweater we sent?

We'll be home all weekend.

Bye.

Howard, Jim here.

We still set for racquet ball on Saturday?

Give me a shout, buddy.

Bye-bye.

Hi, it's Wendy. I had this really

intense dream last night, Howie.

I was running my fingers through

your feathers, and all of a sudden...

Well, you better

come over tonight...

...and I'll show you

what really happened next.

Ciao for now, Howie.

Hey, Ricky's back with you again

for lots more Dance Frenzy excitement!

Here's couple number three,

our lovely Latin dance team...

...from Wedford Falls.

Charles is a Machinist First Class in the Navy...

...and his darling wife, Madge,

is a blackjack dealer.

Just a super jock dance.

Charles and Madge!

- Come on, let's hear for them, folks.

- What's the matter, George?

Jock itch again?

I've got just the thing.

Here. Why not take a shot

of New Shorts Blaster?

It's guaranteed to wipe out

feather fungus...

...in even the most active crotches.

- Shorts Blaster.

In addition,

you've won a new car!

- But that's not all.

- Nice...

Oh, Fred,

I love you so much.

- It hurts like hell...

- He's dead.

$79.95?

Forget it!

$49.99?

No way!

I'm crazy and

my prices are insane!

Whdid they

interview this mnth?

My little

airbrushed beauty.

What?

Oh no, it's a quake!

I can't get up!

What's ging n here?

Casey,

did yu hear smething?

I'm such a lucky girl.

I'm in live.

he Csms.

Cuntless wrlds upn wrlds.

Worlds withut end.

In these galaxies

every pssible reality exits.

And what is reality n any ne wrld

is mere fantasy n all thers.

Here, all is real

and all is illusin.

What is, what was and

what will be start here with the wrds...

..."in the beginning

there was...

...Howard the Duck!"

Bye...!

I'm a dead duck.

Hey, come on!

No!

Hey Bender, gn in, Frankenweed.

We finally fund yu a date.

What is this?

Hey! That cstume dn't fI me.

Nkids allwed.

- Come n, Kid.

- Wait a minute, that's my date!

I said it f the way!

N, wait!

You little creep! Get away from my cart,

you filthy degenerate!

- Christ, it touched me!

- What the hell is it?

- I wasn't trying anything! Hnest!

- Step n him!

Up and away!

Are yu ready

fr an incredible story?

- Waste it, man, waste it!

- N!

Talk abut a rtten day...

Just saw yur shw!

- Great, thanks.

- Beverly, we lve yur music.

- Bye now.

- Culd I have your autograph n my shirt?

Me to.

On my shirt?

- Real charming. Just gaway, kay?

- We're talking to yu, big rocks star!

- don’t try anything!

- don’t gsnt nse n us.

- We're yur biggest fans.

- Let me go!

Help somebody, help!

Help!

Come here, snt nse!

That's it.

No more Mr. Nice Duck!

Let the female creature g!

Every duck's gt his limit, and you scum

have pushed me ver the line.

Jimmy,

dyu like see what I see?

- A talking duck?

- Yeah. hat's it.

I'e been ding tomuch tot.

Sht! Fly away!

Nne laughs

at a master f Quack-F!

Jimmy, yu kay?

Get ff me!

Yu, creep, get ut f here!

Yu're breaking my fingers!

Nw, yu and baby face

are gnna beat it, right, Mr. Zitz?

Befre I get really mad!

Cme n!

Let's get ut f here!

his is bViusly nplace

fr an intelligent, sensitie duck.

his is unreal.

I mean, it can't be.

- hanks.

- Yu're nt really a...

...a duck?

Yu knw, this is beginning to seriusly

undermine my self-esteem.

I'm srry, I guess I shuld thank yu

fr chasing thse guys ff.

- Are yu kay?

- Yeah, sure. Terrific.

I just hae ne giant questin.

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