Mr. Magoo Page #5

Huh? Lo... Look at that.

The, the fish are jumping and...

Look at that.

Isn't that wonderful?

- Dear me.

- Now, Quincy, there's an idea.

Why don't we do some fishing?

Where do you keep your tackle box?

Oh, my tackle box

is back at the house.

Ah, but this is wonderful.

The open sea, it's magnificent.

And so inspirational.

Isn't it wonderful?

Oh! Oh!

- What? What? What is it?

- I think I sprained my ankle.

Oh, I'll call the emergency sea rescue.

Oh, no, no, no, no. L-lt'll be okay.

I just need to rest it.

Oh, well, you, you come on up front now.

Be careful.

- Okay.

- We'll take care of you, and...

Just sit down, and I'll head

for the shore.

- Oh, could we go to your house?

- Ah!

Well, I'll put the wheel to the keel

and the gas to the mast!

I am a rusty

crusty Viking

I hope I'm to your liking

Well?

- How do I look?

- Wow!

Waldo, we mustn't.

Well, w-why not?

l-ls there someone else?

- It's Mr Magoo.

- What?

Your government thinks Mr Magoo

stole the Star of Kuristan.

Well...

A-And you?

Do you think he did it?

Waldo, I need your help.

Hey, we don't have a warrant...

so be quick about it,

or we've both had it.

One, two, three.

- Testing. One, two, three.

- Got it, loud and clear.

Mayday! Mayday!

Magoo! He's back.

I'm a lusty

crusty Viking

I hope I'm to your liking

And I'm a Viking woman

A lusty, busty charmer

Please let me pierce your armour

And together we'll find love

- All right.

- Oh, no. Don't. Put me down.

- Here we go.

- My ankle's fine.

Here we go.

Ah. Well...

with a little more practise,

l, uh, could pop the question.

Quincy.

Oh, your house is beautiful.

Do you mind if I look around?

Look away. Look away.

I'll just put my hat

in the closet here, and...

May I make you a cocktail?

Ah, I'm famished. Do you think

you could cook us something?

Something hot?

Can I cook?

You may call me "Cordon Bleu" Magoo.

Uh, which way

to the little girls' room?

Ah, atop the stairs.

Let me light your way.

Ah, ah, your repast awaits you

down here, my dove.

Next I want you to put some water

on to boil.

And while we're waiting for that,

let's clean about, oh...

two or three sprigs of parsley.

Water on to boil.

Next, pat the chicken dry.

Now, take some lemon

and rub it on the chicken.

Now, make sure you get the whole

chicken. Lift the leg if you have to.

Now, I hope you're not cheating

and using bottled lemon juice.

If you are,

it just won't taste as good.

Why? Well, no peel appeal.

Angus, there you are, old friend.

Well, I can't play right now.

I don't have any time.

And now, lift both legs

high into the air. Left and right.

All right, then. Just one last time,

then you take it upstairs.

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