The Shaggy Dog Page #5

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just as you have been.

He was in love with a beautiful girl.

One night he got into a terrible fight

defending her from an evil duke.

The duke grabbed a dagger

and plunged it into the dog.

The dog fell to the ground.

As the poor little animal lay there

with the dagger deep in his heart,

he suddenly changed back

into a man again.

Dagger in the heart?

That'd kill me!

No, you don't grasp

the point of the story.

What I was trying to say is that

it is possible to break such a spell.

Now you must excuse me, please.

I have work to do.

Isn't there anything I can do?

Yes, be happy.

And keep a stiff upper lip.

- Thanks.

- You're welcome.

[Radio] 1-L-2-9, Code 6. 1-A-7-9, over.

1-2-0-4-9, Roger.

All units on one, stand by.

- Sorry.

- That's all right.

- What'd you say?

- Hmm?

- I said I'm sorry.

- That's what I thought you said.

- Johnny.

- What's the matter with you?

- You see a dog that was just there?

- Yeah, why?

- Did you hear...

- Hear what?

Forget it.

Forget it, I said.

All right, then. I'll forget it.

[Gargling]

[Toilet flushes]

[Wilson hums]

Wilby, Moochie, time to get up.

Be right with you, Pop.

Hey, Wilby, I had the funniest dream

last night.

I dreamed that you were a dog.

[Wilby groaning]

Come on, Wilby, wake up.

It was the greatest dream.

You came in this room

as a big ol' shaggy dog.

Hey, Wilby, wake up!

Oh, boy! How'd you get in here?

What'd you mean, how'd I get in here?

I live here.

You talk just like Wilby.

I am Wilby.

No, you're a dog!

Where are you going?

Dog?

Oh.

It can't be true. No!

Do you think Pop'll

let me keep you, Wilby?

Shut up a minute, will ya?

Let me think.

I'll be good to you.

Honest, I will.

Boy, we'll have great times together.

Great times together?

What are you talking about?

- Uh-oh.

- What's the matter?

- I hope Pop won't shoot you.

- Huh?

He swore the first time

he caught a dog in this house...

[Wilson] You two better be up

when I open that door!

Yipe. Here he comes.

Hurry, get under there. Come on.

All right, come on, you birds.

- Good morning, Pop.

- Good morning.

- How are you this morning?

- I'm very fine, thank you.

- Wilby.

- Pop, listen to this.

[Plays harmonica]

Very nice. Now, stop playing it

and get dressed.

But, Pop, I just learned it.

Very good.

Now get dressed like I told you.

Wilby, I want you out of that bed,

right now.

And you brush your teeth.

- That was a close one.

- Don't worry, boy.

Gosh.

Why did this have to happen to me?

It's just terrific, Wilby.

How'd it happen?

I don't know exactly.

Remember? We were down

in the basement last night.

Uh-huh.

- Morning, dear.

- Good morning, dear.

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