Jim Henson's Turkey Hollow Page #4

Just remember to take them both

when you leave.

Yaarg!

Squonk!

Burble...

zorp!

Thrrrriiiinnng!

Wait. Wait a minute!

Squonk...

squonk...

burble...

zorp...

thrinng!

So that's what he meant!

Uncle Ned...

I never got the chance

to meet you,

But I think you were

on to something pretty cool.

I'd be honored

to finish it for you.

Burble!

And so,

Brave little Tim Emmerson

ventured deeper

Into the dark,

mysterious forest,

Armed only with his wit,

his nerve,

And aunt Cly's

solar-Powered flashlight.

He walked until...

uh, well, he kept walking,

and then...

and I've lost him.

I think it's safe

to say the hoodoo got him.

I mean...

that's just

my professional opinion.

I...

look, if you think

I'm going into that forest

This late at night,

You'd better think again.

It's not that I'm scared,

I just...

end scene!

If anybody wants me,

I'll be in my trailer.

Zorp!

Burble...

burble...

Come on... not now!

Zorp!

Zorp!

Hello?

Hello?

Hey! Who's out there?

Hey! Halt!

Put your hands in the air!

I said, hands up, trespasser!

I'm sorry!

I... I didn't mean

any trouble.

I just...

I was just looking for...

lookin' for what?

The...

Howling... hoodoo, sir.

The howling hoodoo?

On my private property?

Son, the only monster

on this farm

Is me!

Buzz! Junior!

Yeah, boss, we're comin'.

Yeah, me too.

Well?

They're, like,

good as gone, boss.

We chased 'em as best we could,

But those birds,

They're too fast.

Totally fast.

We got beat by our own meat.

What's your name, boy?

Tim Emmerson, sir.

Emmerson!

You're Cly's kin?

She's... my great-Aunt, sir.

I see.

Well,

That tree-Huggin',

hemp-Growin' socialist witch

Has gone too far this time.

Buzz, junior!

The two of you

go call sheriff Cowly.

This one here

is gonna get justiced.

Please, sir... hey!

Get off of me!

Wait!

Get off of me!

Please, stop!

Sheriff?

What can I do for you?

Um...

hey, Cly.

Grover?

Is something wrong?

It's 2:
00 a.m.

Huh?

Oh, uh, that's right.

I'm sorry

to disrobe you so late.

Disrobe?

Disturb!

Disturb you so late!

There's been

An indecent...

incident involving, uh...

there she is!

There's the mastermind!

She's been pestering

my poultry for years,

And now she's got her kin

doing the dirty work!

Aunt Cly had nothing

to do with it. I was just...

ah, peppercorn!

This is professional sabotage!

Okay, Eldridge,

I don't know what you're up to,

But if you don't get your hands

off my nephew this second,

You're going to need

a brand-New pair of dentures.

Aw, come on in.

It's cold out there.

What is going on?

Oh, your son fell out of bed

And landed

in the neighbor's yard.

What?

Hey, you okay?

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