[wolf howling]
[thunderclaps]
Randolph... I wish you wouldn't rush me this way.
- I thought it proper... - Give me your arm.
- Your arm, not your hand. - Sorry, my love.
Here we are...
Easy does it.
Upsy-daisy!
Very good. Just a moment...
Beastly night.
I do hope the Bradfords don't serve mutton again this evening.
Hay...
-...I do hope... - I heard you, Randolph.
Hello! I seem to have forgotten my smokes.
Really, Randolph!
Your choice of words!
Wrong again?
Again.
Still...
why don't you try to do one thing in your lifetime right?
It could be quite a challenge.
Yes... quite.
Well, I'll... just pop back into the manor and
fetch some smokes. Ah...
cigars.
Don't go away, buttercup!
Buttercup!
[thunderclaps]
Here we are, my dear! Frightfully sorry for the delay.
All is well that ends satisfactorily.
Oh, blast!
Eh...
Perhaps you're right.
Maybe I will try to organize something
right in my life. Find a project, so to speak.
Good idea, lamb-pie.
I say, Victoria, no fair dozing before dinner.
You had to bring so many pigeons?
We might have to send a lot of messages back to the Yard.
- Find a cleaner way to send a message. - I'm working on it.
- Did you bring the time-gun? - Yeah, I've got it.
This isn't one of your better inventions.
Whoever heard of a gun that went off every hour.
Might save your life someday.
If you have to shoot someone every hour.
By the way, better turn it off, it's almost 3 o'clock.
Too late. Just...
You know, you're gonna be the death of me yet.
Did you see the look on the chief's face when we got called in...
to solve the Morley case?
Yes, sir! When they talk about the detective world,
first names that are gonna roll off people's lips are...
Inspector Winship and Dr. Tart.
Since I shot the chief in the foot with your stupid time-gun,
we're lucky he didn't have us walking a beat!
- Hello, gents. What'll it be? - Fill her up.
Right!
Would you believe the price of gas? It's almost 10 ¢ a gallon.
Cor, blimey!
You know who you are? You're the two idiots...
what got your picture in the newspaper! Inspector...
-...Winship and Dr. Tart! - All right. That's us.
- Here, have a cigar. - Oh...
- Hey, it's the Dorfderflankter. - Oh, thanks!
I'll bet you two...
private eyes have been called in on this Morley case, eh?
Exactly. Official business.
Well...
folks around these pans don't believe it were no accident.
Lord Morley, he knew his cars. And he was a good driver.
Why, he was a licensed driver!
Say...
You two gents could make my place famous!
Wait here while I get pencil and paper
and I'll get your autographs!
I'll bet a lot of people saw our picture in the paper.
- How's that cigar? - [Coughing].
- The Duke of Norton smokes those. - Yeah, they're mild.
Think I'll find out if we're on the right road.
[coughing heavily]
Excuse me. Our destination is the Morley Manor.
Are we heading in the right direction?
The Morley Manor?
- The man's stone deaf. - Really?
Hey!
You may be right there, huh?
All right...
Pardon me.
Could you help us out?!
You're probably right on it.
Could you...
Probably blind, too. I think he read lips, so I'll just...
Can you tell us where the Morley Manor is?
The Morley Manor?
We're looking for the...
We'll find it ourselves, I guess.
I know, I have to work with him.
- There you go. Keep the change. - 'Ere you go, governor.
Er...
Phiew! I can't wait to hang this in a window.
And everybody who sees it they'll know you Yanks
were really here!
Thank you, sir.
Ah, this is great!
This is something we'll keep in a place that will always be special to us.
Thank you, governor.
Hay...
Do you know you... you got stuff all over your face?
- Huh? - You got stuff all over your face.
He's oiling his brain.
Let's get going. These pigeons are beginning to stink!
- Bye! - Bye.
And there they go, Roy...
two idiots what's gonna leave their mark wherever they go!
We really need to get that muffler fixed.
Boy, oh, boy, oh, boy, oh, boy, oh, boy...
boy, look at that house.
Boy, that's bigger than the home town I grew up in.
Don't remind me. If it hadn't been for your harebrained inventions,
we wouldn't have had to leave the States.
Better get a pigeon in case we have to contact the Yard.
I'm gonna take Judy. Harold's been under the weather lately.
- His stool's been a little loose. - That's too bad.
I'll have to put a Get Well card on the bottom of his cage.
Now get the door.
Ooooh!
Gee...
Yes?
Good day. lam Inspector Winship,
and this is my assistant, Dr. Tart.
We're the law and the order.
We've been assigned to this case by the Yard.
I just thought of something. We're actually working by the yard.
We received this letter.
We're here to...
investigate the Morley case.
The Morleys' death was an accident.
You are mistaken, gentlemen.
Perhaps we should make that decision.
The letter stated that it was definitely murder.
[snars agitatedly]
It's not murder!
[yelling uncontrollably]
Justin!
Ahh... ahh... ohh...
These... two gentlemen...
are here to investigate the death
of Lord and Lady Morley.
We're here to investigate the murder!
[excited muttering]
Huh?
This letter is signed, Lord Morley.
That's...
That's right.
Lord Morley was dead at the time this letter was written.
How'd he do that?
In order to find out, perhaps we should get a warrant from the Yard.
That won't be necessary.
- Shall I take them to Mistress Phyllis? - Yeah.
Show them to the study.
Justin!
May I speak to you for a moment in private?
Excuse me, gentlemen.
Do me a favor. Don't say that word around this guy.
- What word? - Murder!
You won't believe what this guy goes through.
What you're talking about?
Oh! Mm...
Walk this way.
Mistress Phyllis!
Must you sneak up on me, you decayed old sissy?!
These two gentlemen are here to see you.
This is Inspector Winship, and this is Dr. Tart.
They were in the yard.
From the Yard.
Inspector...
Yes, we're here to investigate the Morley murder.
Shhh...
Oh... gentlemen forgot their letter...
Oh, ha-ha-ha! Ouch!
I'm sorry. I'm a little on edge lately.
Well, you can relax now that we're here.
My God, what was that?!
Ah, th-that was a time-gun. It goes off every hour.
- You forgot to shut it off again. - M-hm.
Gentlemen...
Won't you take a seat.
All right, we'll need to know
some facts, so why don't you start from the beginning?
- Tart? Notes... - Right.
I was adopted by the Morleys when I was 10.
Lady Morley never had children.
Lord Morley never could do anything right.
I was shipped off to boarding school when I was 13,
and I only got to see them in the summers.
Now... they're gone.
Oh, we're so sorry.
Sorry.
I am the sole heir to the Morley fortune.
But there was a stipulation in the will that if I die,
the jack-pot... fortune...
is to be divided equally among the living members of the staff.
I suspect that they would like to see me... dead!
Well...
I don't mean to accuse, but we will have to know
where you were during the incident.
I was in Parkhurst Restaurant.
- I was in that little booth... - Not you, blockhead. Her!
Please...
Certainly.
- Wanna get this down? - Right.
I was in my bedroom...
preparing to retire for the evening. I remember distinctly, because...
I had just purchased a new nightgown from Talbot's and I was trying it on.
It was a light blue silk gown...
Low cut here in front...
with thin lacey straps, which crossed...
here...
The sides were split open...
about up to...
here.
And I remember thinking to myself how delicate the gown was.
I was looking at myself...
in a full length mirror, and I noticed...
with the light behind me...
that I could see through the gown.
And that's where I was.
Did you get that?
Huh?
- What she said. - Huh?
Oh, er...
No, I-I-I forgot to take legs... notes...
Well, what else can you tell us about the deaths?
Oh, just that they were on their way out to dine.
Lord Morley evidently had a heart attack.
He probably had his foot on the accelerator...
causing the car to speed up across the lawn and...
down into the lagoon.
They both drowned!
It was awful!
- Oh, we're sorry, Miss Phyllis. - Yeah, but remember, a lot of...
people die.
The reason...
we're here, Miss Phyllis...
is in this letter.
It requests that we investigate the Morley murder.
And is signed, Lord Morley.
It would've been impossible for Lord Morley to have written
that letter after his death.
Unless he was a ghost.
Huh? A ghost?
Er... who else was here the night of the...
"accident"?
Oh, just the staff.
Well, I suppose we'll have the question the...
"staff".
But first we'd like to inspect Lord Morley's quarters.
Oh, yes... of course.
Follow me, please.
Got that message?
Better send it off to the Yard, let them know we're here.
Want to write another message?
No.
- How many rooms are in this place? - 252.
Small, but we call it home.
That's Lord Morley's room.
Boy, oh, boy, oh, boy, oh, boy...
- What a place, huh? - Yeah.
Well, one thing is obvious...
- What's that? - Lord Morley was right handed.
- How do you know that? - Simple.
Look at the placement of the things on his desk.
Pen... magnifying glass...
stationery box...
Everything to the right of center.
Indicating that the ma--...
The... ring around your collar...
Wait a minute. What's this?
A Paper!
Another brilliant deduction.
Hey, there's those two idiots again.
You know, I've got an idea.
Whoever wrote that letter must've read about us in the newspaper!
What is it?
What's what?
- The idea you got. - I just told you!
What was it?
Whoever wrote that letter must've read about us in the newspaper!
Right!
That letter was signed by Lord Morley.
So he must've read about us and called us in to solve his murder!
How could Lord Morley write us after he was dead?
Right!
You know what?
Maybe whoever killed Lord Morley wrote that letter.
If you killed Lord Morley, would you ask someone to find the killer?
Are you saying, I killed Lord Morley?
No, I'm saying you're killing me!
Hey, cigars...
Hm...
I don't think they'd miss one cigar. Huh?
- What did you do?! - I didn't do it!
- Light a candle. - I haven't got a candle.
[astonished sigh]
- You said you didn't have a candle. - I know I...
- Well, light it. - How do I...
- Good! Let's get out of here. - Oh! I...
Ah... listen...
- Can I talk to you about this candle? - What's to talk about?
- Ever seen a candle before? - Not one that came out of the woodwork.
Shut up!
Let's get in step, all right? Left foot first.
Would you get in front!
Look at that.
Hey... it's Santa!
No wonder he didn't come around last year.
Is there anything you don't believe in?
Long way down there.
Clear that thing out of there. Let's get up that ladder.
Here, hold that.
Hey, look! There's presents...
- in this thing. - You're kidding.
- Hm, is it a drum? - Harmonica.
- Let me see that. - Me first.
Hang on. We must be near a bowling alley.
Aaaah!
Wow! Oh!
Oh... my back.
They ought to get the elevator fixed!
Oh!
Ah...
Oh, there you are.
Staff, stand to attention!
I would like to introduce Inspector Winship and Dr. Tart.
- They were in the yard. - From the Yard.
Yes. The inspector would like to say a few words.
Thank you.
- After some early investigation... - Right.
And the letter to indicate so...
Dr. Tart and I have come to the conclusion...
- that we have among us... - Oh, boy.
A murderer!
And that killer is right here in this room!
. My bosom! - My loin!
All right, get your hands off...
All right. I want each one of you...
What?
I want each one of you to state your name...
and how you came to work for the Morleys.
Who wants to go first?
I'll get it.
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe...
Catch a killer by the t--...
- Let me handle this, please. - Oh.
All right, we'll start with you.
I am honorable Mr. Uwatsum.
I've been employed for ten years.
Lady Morley won me in bridge game.
I always liked her...
just like a mama-san.
Is that the truth?
Fa! Fe!
Fo!
Seems like a nice guy.
And you...
- my dear? - I'm Hilda, the upstairs maid.
Lord Morley gave me a promotion every week. He said I was
the only maid he'd ever had who was full of bounce.
- What am I gonna do now? - Er... excuse me.
My card...
Oh! Ta...
We can use somebody to do a little light work around the house.
Like laundry or something...
Ahem... and you, sir?
I am Tibet, the caretaker.
Burp!
I've been here ever since Lord Morley saved my life...
when I was caught in that...
animal trap.
My Gypsy custom compelled me to be indebted to them.
Unfortunately...
they died.
Gypsy, huh? You know how to get rid of warts?
Probably a rumor.
- What do you have to say? - My name...
is Jock. I'm the groom.
I was under Lord Morley's command in India.
He had my tongue cut out...
Er... ahem... what did you say?
He said... [mumbling]
- Will you shut up? - That's what he said.
Jock is the groom.
He served under Lord Morley's command in India.
He disliked Lady Morley immensely.
For she used to make him sing for his supper.
His tongue was cut out when he was caught trying to steal...
a ruby from his commanding sergeant's wife.
Terribly rough penalty for just trying to steal a ruby, isn't it?
It was in her navel...
at the time.
Thank you.
I am Justin, the butler.
I was accused of killing my wife and her lovers.
But Lord Morley... bless him...
convinced the authorities it was a case of justifiable insanity...
and I've served him...
happily... ever since.
How many lovers did your wife...
have?
Thirteen.
Er...
- Er... do you mind if I have a... - Well, if you wish.
Thank you. Cheers.
Ah...
And you?
I have been here forever.
My first duty was to Lady and Lord Morley.
Then Phyllis came...
and everything changed.
It's a shame that accidents always happen to the wrong people.
Hm...
What is this stuff?
I believe it's ink.
Ink?!
Yes. Lord Morley brought it back from India.
It's made of buzzard pus.
All right, thank you.
Well, I... everybody is dismissed, but stay on the premises.
Out!
I want to... er...
I'd like to inspect the car the Morleys were killed in.
I'll show you the way.
Huh?
[wolf howling]
Now... Miss Phyllis told us...
that Lord Morley went back to the manor to get a cigar case.
While Lady Morley was awaiting his return...
someone in the back seat took this scarf
and strangled her.
Now...
Ah-h!
- Like this? - Ah!
Stop it!
- Well I was, er... - You dummy!
Well...
When Lord Morley returned and sat in the driver's seat...
he was struck from behind with this pipe.
After he was knocked unconscious,
the killer started the car,
turned on the lights, put it into gear...
and drove the car into the lagoon while standing on the running board.
Ah-h...
Now let's see...
Stan the car... put in gear...
Here we go.
It's good how you figured this out. Ah-ouch!
Hey!
You missed the lagoon!
You know... those two idiots have got me worried.
They will question the staff.
When they do, make sure they find out only what we wish them
to find out.
Oh, right, it's me. Always me, isn't it? Always me!
Why don't you do something...?!
A-ah! Ooh!
O-oh-oh!
It shall be arranged exactly as you desire.
[yells in Japanese]
- Watch it. - Whoa!
- I am sorry. - Oh, that's all right.
- That's quite all right. - Domo.
- It was actually our fault. - Well...
We should have knocked.
We'd just like to ask you...
We'd just like to ask you a few more questions.
Oh... sorry.
I only use to cook...
I never think of using to kill someone.
- Well, now, we never said that. - No. We just want to ask you
- a few more routine questions. - That's right.
- If you're innocent, you're innocent. - Whoa!
- If you're guilty, a hanging. - Argh!!
- Just let me handle this. - Sorry. Sorry. Didn't mean that.
[In Japanese]
I am sorry, too.
[in Japanese]
Sorry.
- Ask him where he gets his hair done. - Yeah, I will.
Just let me handle this.
- I'll handle it, OK? - Right.
I'll handle it.
All right. Ah... Now where are you from?
Ah... so.
- What did you call me? - Oh, I'm sorry.
- Ah... - I am from Nara.
- Ah... how are you spelling that? - Nara. Na-ni-nu-ne-no-no-na...
Not to confuse "Na-to-do-na-na-pe-no-na".
- So, Na-... - I got it. I got it. I got it.
Now exactly where were you when the Morleys left to dine...
- with the Bradford's? - I was in bed.
That's spelled "bed", "ba-bi-bu-be-bo"...
I know how to spell that. Did you kill the Morleys?
Ikorosi nai the Morleys!
What do you mean, you crosinize the Moneys?
I said, I korosi nai the Morleys!
You mean, you crosinize the Moneys?
I said, I didn't murder!
[yelling]
What are you doing?
Just fixing that door...
- Little squeaking and that. - Be more quiet about it.
Sorry.
Huh? sorry- sorry
- Will you, please, stop nodding? - Right.
Right. He wants us to...
-...nodding. I'm trying to tell him. - We'll look around.
[in Japanese]
How about a nice bowl of fish eyes?
Will you pardon me, please?
Thank you.
You... you like humming bird cookies?
No, thank you.
Thank you.
- Well, come on, let's start looking. - Right.
Let's see... corn...
- What we're looking for? - We're looking for evidence.
You, er... you suspect that Mr. Uwatsum?
Aaugh!
You dummy!
Ah...
I suspect everyone.
That's my job.
Everybody here had a motive to kill the Morleys.
You now what I think?
What are you doing?
- Huh? - What in the world are you doing?!
- Peaches... - What?
[mumbling]
Want some?
Stop spitting on me!
- Come on before I drown! - All right!
Well, one thing is clear.
Whoever wrote that letter knew the Morleys were murdered. Here.
Get this message off to the Yard.
Find out if they have any records on the Morley staff.
Come in.
Mister Uwatsum made you some tea.
Really?
Did he get it from a buzzard?
"Did he get it from a buzzard"!
Dummkopf.
Dummkopf!
- Dummkopf! - What?
Dumb dummkopf!
- She has a wonderful personality. - I'll get this message off.
[sound of gunshots]
You know what I think?
I think there's someone here who doesn't want anyone to know
that there's someone here who might be someone that's a killer.
You know what I think? For a short person you have long sentences.
Better drink that tea before that foam settles.
Wait a minute. Tea...
isn't supposed to foam!
Here... stir.
Well let's go ask that Yokohama Yo-yo about his secret recipes.
Mr. Uwatsum?
Mr. Uwatsum!
- He's dead. - Are you sure?
See...
- Boo! - Ahhh!
He's dead, all right. He didn't even move.
Here... read that note..
Out loud, you dummy!
"In this house it's hard to survive. Some will be dead who are now alive."
"Mr. Uwatsum has gone 'cause he knew too much."
"Bye for now, but rest assured
we'll keep in constant contact with each other."
- "Keep in... knew too much..." - Let's get Miss Phyllis!
Worst thing I ever saw. Like a Japanese...
shish kebab. Come on, tell her. Tell her!
Excuse me, Miss Phyllis. You'd better come with us.
Why? What's the matter?
It's... er... Mr. Uwatsum. He... er...
Follow us, please.
- Horrible sight. - Is he?
Oh, God.
[thunderclap]
Your cook and dinner had something in common...
They're both dead ducks. Right in here.
He's gone!
Are you sure there was a body in here?
- Of course we're sure! - And he was dead, too!
I gave him the test.
Boo!
See? He moved. That body never moved.
He was gone.
Well, there doesn't seem to be a body here now.
Whatever it was, didn't like chickens.
Couldn't have been a wookalar, they like chickens. You know,
they said one time that one ate seventeen alive.
- Feathers and all. - Would you shut up?
If you don't mind, I'll return to the study.
B--B... there was...
a body in there...
There was a body in there, wasn't there?
Without a doubt.
I think.
I'm going to send a message to the Yard.
I'll inform them there's been another murder and we are working on it.
Trouble...
Excuse me.
What happened?
Must have been a relative.
Come on. Let's go and try to get some information out of these wackos.
[wolf howling]
Pardon me...
Pardon me, sir.
Er, what are you digging?
I am digging for worms.
I go fishing every night.
I see...
Er, let me ask you something.
When you sealed Lord Morley's coffin...
-was he in it at the time? - Of course!
But Lord Morley had a great fear of being buried.
- Well, most folks do. - No.
He said he wanted come back to life. And he wanted a way to get out.
The crypt was built to be unlocked from the inside.
[thunderclap]
You mean, so he can get out?
Right! Jock made it that way!
You don't suppose that this Morley guy has actually figured out a way
- to come back from the dead, do you? - Of course not! Who ever has?
Well then why would he make a coffin that you can get out of?
Obviously, the man...
wasn't very bright! Wasn't that what Phyllis said?
Yeah. I would...
You know, they say that wookalars figured out a way to come back.
Don't start.
Let's to go talk to Jock before we're buried alive.
[wolves howling]
Argh!
- What is this Jock guy is doing? - Sounds like he's doing push-ups.
Argh!
Jock?
Argh!
Jock?
I wonder where he is?
What are you trying to do, kill us or something?!
Neers! Neers! Horse Neers!
Wonder if he's got relatives in Notre Dame.
Listen, we want to ask you some questions.
Neers! Step back!
- What? - I think he said "beers".
Three? Three beers!
No!
You're standing in horse neers!
He's right. Standing in horse neers.
Wait a minute! We'd like to ask you about Lord Morley's crypt!
Aaaargh!
Oooh!
- Tibet? - Must have saw a worm.
Come on!
[thunderclap]
[thunderclaps]
Mr. Tibet! Mr. Tibet!
Boy, when he digs for worms, he really gets in there, doesn't he?
I think he's dead!
Look at that!
"To dig your own grave is quite a sight."
"But to bury yourself is not very bright."
"There are more to kill and the job will be done."
"Now there are five. Soon there will be a lot less."
There will be fresh tracks here.
Come on! Let's go get Jock and his dogs on this trail.
Jock!
Hello!
- Jock! - Hey!
Jock!
- Hey, what's that? - What?
- That sound! - I don't hear any sound.
Ah...
"if Jock could talk, he'd give you a clue."
"But now that he's dead, what can you do?"
"He deserved what he got, I don't regret it a bit."
"By the way, you're standing in bull ca-ca."
- What? - Right.
Let's get back to Phyllis then.
[thunderclap]
[thunderclaps]
These people are dropping like flies!
I am sorry, Inspector, but I could find no bodies
either in the graveyard, or the stables.
What do you mean, there were no bodies?!
I tell you there were two bodies out there!
Now they didn't just get up and walk away!
I said, there are no bodies...
either in the graveyard or the stables.
I searched the entire estate!
Perhaps you've been working too hard.
I'm telling you, there were bodies out there!
Didn't you see two bodies out there?
Well, you have been working pretty hard.
You dope! You saw them, too!
Well, that's right! I did. There were two bodies out there.
If you say so, sir.
How am I going to find any clues without any bodies?
- Another glass of pus? - No, I don't want another glass of pus!
Don't you realize that you're next unless we get to the bottom of this?
- Somebody here is the killer! - Unless...
Morley's ghost did it.
Ugh...
Tell me you believe that, too.
He claimed he had the power to return from the dead.
They say that wookalars have the power to return from the dead, too,
and they only have a brain the size of a pea!
In that case you'd have a tough time getting into the group!
I'm telling you, there are no ghosts!
Was that the...?
Maybe I do need a little rest.
[thunderclap]
[thunderclaps]
Get those notes, will you?
That buzzard pus...
is backing up on me.
Try to throw up.
Just get the notes.
You know what my mother said would make you throw up?
Drink a glass of warm milk with lard in it.
Chunks and all.
Or tear fly's wings off and let it walk around in the back of...
Have you had pudding with cat hair in it?
Is that right?
Did she say that before they took her away or after?
Say what you want, but I'll tell you one thing.
Mother always talked about you.
- Is that right? - That's right.
What she always used to say?
She said, "if you had another brain, it'd be lonesome".
You know what else she said?
She'd say, you weren't worth the powder to blow you up.
Do you know what else she said? She used to say...
- Get the notes! - Right.
Hey
Goat's gone.
- Where did you put it? - In there.
- Well, then it's still in there. - I just looked.
Look again!
- Hey, my coat's back. - Good. You solved that case.
- This is a note. - Read the note.
"I said when I died that I'd come back."
"if you believe in ghosts, you're on the right track."
"I'm out of the grave and roaming the moors."
"if you want to be safe, you'd better lock all the windows and screens."
Are you out of your gourd?
Look at that.
Hey, where are the notes?
I don't know. They were in there. Now this is there.
I suppose that you're going to tell me that a ghost put that note in there.
- I was thinking about it. - Well, I'm telling you...
-there's no such thing as a ghost! - Is that right?
Well, a wookalar was a ghost in the Barkley Mountain Mystery!
You know what it did? Ripped open a horse's stomach...
and ate it! You know what else?
Tore off a pig's head, sucked its...
brains right out its nose. Just... right out.
[choking sounds]
Stop it!
- That's all make-believe anyway! - Is that right? Tell that to the pig!
[sucking sounds]
But...
Lord Morley is dead and buried.
- Can I ask you something? - What?
If you actually saw Lord Morley's body, would you believe he was dead?
- I guess so. - Then let's go.
Where are you going?
To prove that there is no ghost.
You're not going down to the mausoleum and dig up the...
Oh, boy.
Sucked its brains right out of its nose.
[thunderclap]
[thunderclaps]
Get that candle.
Got it!
Light it.
Here...
Aaugh!
Ugh!
Hey, what's that?
It stopped.
There it is.
Does it sound like this?
Yeah!
That's us.
I'll get it.
Lady Morley.
[thunderclap]
Now that one.
Achoo!
Lord Morley.
[thunderclap]
Let's get that slab off.
Aaah!
Ah! Ah!
- Oh! - Aaargh'
Aah! Oooh!
- Ah! Ah! - It's a dog.
My ha--my hands...
Ah!
Quiet! Shhh!
- There. - Open up.
Flip ya for it.
Call it.
Heads.
Open it!
Aaaaargh!
Aaah! Ooh! Aaah!
What was that?!
Aaaah!
Oh! Oooh!
You know something? That Lord Morley...
is ugly enough to scare a wookalar. And they don't scare very easy.
- What do you think? - I'll tell you what I think...
Aaaah!
Hey... she really goes for you, huh?
Are you kidding?! She's dead!
Hey, a note!
Let me see that.
- Let me see. - Read that.
"Hilda is dead and there is something to note."
"You can't bury her at sea, 'cause her bosoms will float."
Why would anybody want to kill Hilda anyway?
' Ugh... - I got it!
- Maybe she wouldn't do windows. - Will you...?
Look!
- You stay here with the body! - Ah... right.
[woman's screams]
Don't go away.
What do you think you're doing?! Get that off of me!
[yelling]
Come off me!
[woman's screams]
Tart, come here!
Tart!
What are you doing?!
What do you think, what am I doing?! Get down here! Get her off of me!
Ugh!
What were you doing, creeping around?!
I... heard some noises downstairs,
so I came downstairs to see what was going on.
I'll tell you what's going on. There's a dead body up there. Come on!
Come, get moving! We'll show you! Go on!
Well, go on! Go on! Go on!
Just get going! Get... get...
Yes, the, er, body is right there in the...
Come on!
It's right in the elevator here.
We found Hilda right in the...
Yeah. Right down is where she is...
Right there.
There, er... there...
M-hm...
- I want to go lie down. - I'll join you.
He-he! Ho-ho-ho!
There! Ha-ha-ha-ha!
There, my fine feathered friend! Ha-ha-ha-ha!
How I'll cook you...
Got any clues yet?
What we got so far, the Morleys murdered...
four people being killed, bodies getting up and walking away...
and a crate full of dead pigeons.
There's a hole in this.
A lot of holes in this. Let me think, will you?
No. I mean there's a hole in this!
How did you do that?
I didn't do anything. It just opened.
It's another passageway.
Don't tell me you're going to try to find out where... you know..
- It goes? Of course! - Er...
Well, look... why don't I just stay here?
I got a couple of things to rinse out.
Go head.
- Give me some air. - Well, I don't want to lose you.
Just back off.
Hey...
I wonder what that is!
What is it?
Somebody's bed room.
Hm.
Well, this place must be loaded with secret passages to spy on...
people.
- Phyllis. - Huh?
Yeah.
- That's Phyllis. Must be her bedroom. - Hm. Well, then let's go.
How would you like if someone was watching you in your bedroom?
Hey, wait a minute.
- She's getting undressed. - Let me up there! Let me get...
I was here first. These are mine...
- Get off my back! - I was here first!
Find another passage!
Come on. I'll give you a quarter. Come on. Half a buck.
Let me see that.
Find another one.
- She's taking off her stockings! - Let me see that!
I can't see anything. There's a nose in my way.
She's gone, she's gone. She's gone!
Nice going.
Let's go. We have work to do.
Er... you know, I was thinking...
Let's mark this spot in case we ever want investigate it again.
Let's go!
[owl hooting]
- Don't lose me. - I should be that lucky.
- You know where you're going? - Just shut up and stick with me.
You said you knew where you were going.
Just shut up and light the candles.
If you don't know where you're going, you shouldn't be in the lead.
I think we've know each other long enough and if you don't know
you should tell me so, and we won't get into this kind of trouble.
Quiet! Quiet!
Hey...
This... is Justin!
Oh, my gosh!
You don't suppose he...
Holy... eh...
Hello-o... eh...
Hey, look!
- Hm, it's got engraving on this. - Yeah.
"Now there's one less that has to be fed. But...
Justin can't serve you, 'cause he's dead."
Haah... "The groom was...
right, you can't come back. When you...
said there was a ghost, you were on the right trail."
"Trail..."
"You can't come back..."
This is one clue that isn't gonna get away.
You stay here. I'm gonna get Phyllis.
Good idea. Wait a minute! How...
Don't argue with me now! What's the matter with you?
- Ever seen a dead man before? - Yeah, but I--
Just stay here! I want Phyllis to see this for herself!
Y--You got... How...
- You know the way? - I know exactly where I'm going!
Ouch!
He's, er... I'm gonna... er...
I... er...
Yo-hoooo!
Hah...
Are you gonna leave me here al...
house!
Ah...
Hey! Ha...
Hello?
Yoo-hoo!
Anybody home?
Aaaaah!
We started to explore these passages and found Justin murdered!
Watch your step here.
- Dr. Tart! - Is he...?
I don't know! Tart, can you hear me?
- Tart! - Is he gone?
He's dead.
My long time friend...
and companion, Dr. Tart...
is dead!
This is awful!
A man who loved his country, his mother...
old glory!
Why did I do this? I took him from...
a simple life in Minneapolis, Minnesota...
and led him into a life of danger.
Now he's gone.
St. Paul.
What?
- I'm from St. Paul, not Minneapolis. - Why do you do that to me?!
Could I hear that pan about my mother again?
We've got work to do! Where is Justin?
- I don't know. He's gone! - Gone where?
Well, that's what I wanted to tell you. I saw something...
- I can't tell you. - Why?!
- 'Cause you'll get mad. - What?
I think I saw a wookalar.
[grunts]
Aaaah!
I told you you would.
Ahh...
Told you.
Come on.
Wait a minute. Let me come with you. I...
[strains]
Hey!
Wait for... ah!
- It's become obvious that someone... - Or something.
Someone is trying to do in this entire household!
I still say it's something.
Disregarding a ghost, I'd say it would be to Nanny's advantage
to have me and the entire staff out of the way,
then she would inherit the fortune.
[woman screams]
You don't suppose that...
We'll have our next case in a smaller house.
Oh' my...
You'd better stay here. This may not be pleasant.
A horrible way to go.
Looks like she's been...
[thunderclap]
Aaargh!
Aaaah!
Uh!
- There is no note! - Hm...
Let's take a look at this...
Listen up, dummies. The help is all gone.
The house is bare. Now you know a shadow lives there.
There is one left to die, and my job will be done.
I like killing people. It's a lotta kicks.
This doll will self-destruct.
We've got to contact the Yard. Get a pigeon!
Gotta contact the Yard.
The Yard? I see no reason to bring them in. I mean...
you're the detectives.
Can't you find this thing that's trying to scare us?
Scare us?! This thing is killing us!
We've got to get somebody here...
before this body takes off! Tart?
Hurry up!
I'd better stay with the body.
What is this? A one day body service?
Look at this. The squadron leader, Captain Buster...
has been murdered.
All right... stand back!
- Watch it! - Thanks!
That's... that's Lord Morley's Bengal lance spear.
- It should have been buried with him. - Hey, there's a note on it.
"Now you will see I can do something right."
"lam going to show you a killer tonight."
"I want Phyllis to come to my chamber and see...
who was the one...
who murdered Lady Morley...
and myself."
It's for you.
It's signed, "Lord Morley".
This is his signature.
[thunderclap]
Aha.
It says for you to come to his room, so you'd better get going.
She's not going anywhere! This is our job!
Are you kidding? Did you read that? Says there's going to be a killer there.
I know what it says!
I recognize that key. It's the key...
to Lord Morley's torture chamber.
He was the only one that ever went in there.
It's getting late. You should go.
Shut up! You and I are gonna get to the bottom of this, not Phyllis. Here.
Make yourself a cup of tea, we will see to this.
- I'll have one, too, my throat... - Come on!
- See what you did to me? - Ah...
Let's both have a cup of tea and settle our nerves.
Go ahead.
Hey. you go.
Go first, come on!
Get the candle.
Are you gonna light it?
Come on.
Don't let that door...
shut.
Nice going.
Boy... this place gives me the creeps.
A-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
I don't think we're alone.
- I'm gonna go get us tea. - No, it's alright, just an echo.
A-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
You have to keep doing that?
Ahh!
What's the matter?!
Wax on my hand!
What are you trying to do to me, give me a heart attack?!
Hello.
Right...
just stick with me.
Tart?
Tart!
Aaaah!
L...
Get around there!
- I made a shortcut. - All right... let's go through there.
[wolf howling]
Ah! Ah!
Eh?
[yells in surprise]
Where are you going?!
Ah!
- Where are you going? - Wait a minute!
Hey!
It's a meat chopper!
Get me out of this thing!
Grab the legs!
Not my legs, the chair legs!
Aaaah!
Tart!
It's a convertible!
[both yelling]
Cut the rope!
Right... I get it!
- Got a pair of scissors? - Are you crazy?!
Cut the rope!
I'll be right back! Don't go away!
- Where would I go, you idiot?! - I'll look at that tin man.
Excuse me. Pardon me. Can I borrow this ax?
Help!
Got a guy in trouble here. Gimme it!
- Help! - I've got to get thing!
Tart!
Cut the rope!
Working on it!
Tart!!!
Here it comes!
OK!
I'll just...
Er...
- How'd you do that? - Never mind, I saw the killer!
We gotta get to Phyllis! Let me out of this thing!
Here... I'll just push you...
Ah! Ah!
- You OK? - I'm gonna kill you one of these days.
[thunderclap]
- Ah... ah... - Oh, boy...
- That's... - That's a snake in the box.
- Let's get out of here! - Right...
Ah...
Oh...
[scared whispers]
L...
I think they hear with their tongues.
Mmm... mmm...
- That thing could eat a horse! - Lets' get out of here!
- We can't walk with it out there. - There must be a lever, a button...
something that opens that door!
Ah!
- That's it! - Aaaah!
- Oh! - Ah...
I found it!
- Oh... what in the... - Hey.
Where are we?!
I don't know.
You stink.
Hey...
Some kind of garbage container.
At least we know one thing, there is a killer!
- We've got to get to Phyllis! - Yeah.
Hey... wait a minute!
This is a garbage crusher!
- Hey! - God, it's awful!
- What are you doing? - Eating it up for more room!
That's not gonna get us more room, you dummy!
Help!
Oh, help! Help!
- Help! - Help!
[tired sighs]
- Scent of lemon... - Ahhh!
I feel awful.
You stink, too!
We gotta get to Phyllis before that thing gets to her!
I think I ate a light bulb.
[thunderclap]
The gun's all wet.
Hold it!
- I'm glad we caught you in time! - Yeah.
You gotta come with us.
You won't be needing that. We'll handle this.
- So you figured it out, did you? - Yeah, right.
I knew you knew.
You knew we knew you knew what?
You knew all along that I killed Lady and Lord Morley.
Er... well, we figured that" We didn't figure that, did we?
No! We figured you might be in danger because of the Shadow.
- He's our killer! - There's no Shadow.
- I killed the Morleys. - There is too a Shadow.
We saw it. Tell her we saw the Shadow.
- I was, ah... I didn't... - Tell her.
Er...
Now look. There's...
- a lot more going on here... - Save your breath!
It's about to be your last!
I don't know what you saw and who's doing all the killing around here.
But I am pulling out of this place with the money.
All I have to do is rid myself of you two.
You don't suppose we had this figured wrong, do you?
Dead wrong.
But why would you kill Lord and Lady Morley?
Don't you know why?
Well, I'll tell you why.
I needed more and more money to support my gambling habit.
But the Morleys wouldn't give any more cash to their little daughter Phyllis.
So I figured, the easiest way to get my hands on their fortune
was to knock them off
and I was right.
So it was you in the back seat of the car.
Correct... dummy.
And now I must bid you... farewell!
Aaaah!
Ah!
Aaaah! Aaaah! Aaaaah!
[screaming]
Shadow!
Hold right there! Or I'll shoot!
What's the matter with this gun?! The trigger's stuck!
It'll go off at 2 o'clock!
Give me the other gun!
Give me it!
- Hurry! - Hold it right there!
A gun! A gun! Give me a gun!
Come on!
I can't get it out!
All right, give me your leg! Raise it!
- [painfully moaning] - Aim! Fire!
Aaah!
It's a perfect hit!
We did it! We did it!
We did it!
Aaaaah!
- Ooooh! - Aaaah!
Aaaah...
Lord Morley!
The staff's back!
How could they be? I mean, Justin was hanging by the cuckoo,
and she had a knife in her... Now look...!
I think I'll... f... faint...
Ahhhhhh...
A great pity...
my dear.
Killer!
Slot machine freak!
Yeah!
Now let me make sure I've got the story straight.
Certainly.
When I returned to my motorcar on that...
fatal evening, I spotted Phyllis in the rear-view mirror.
Before I could do anything, she hit me over the head
and rendered me unconscious.
My motorcar hit the lagoon, I was dazed.
However, I managed to get out of the car and swim to the surface.
I summoned the entire stuff to the mausoleum
and there we concocted this charade of phony killings...
hoping to force Phyllis into a confession.
It worked perfectly!
He-he... well, that's just exactly the way we had it figured.
- Eh... - We did?
Yes, we did.
I must congratulate you both. I shall inform the Yard
that this case was handled with great skill.
Hah, well, thank you.
Well, if you ever get killed again, be sure and call us.
Yes... Dr. Tart's always being funny.
Come on.
- He-he... - Bye!
Good bye! Good bye!
See you on the weekend.
Eh...
What's that?
That is a valuable gift from Lord Morley.
It came from an ancient Egyptian tomb.
It is 3000 years old. Altogether now... one-two-three...
Heave!
Some reward. Another body.
Put that thing away!
Slow down, will you?! My nerves are shot!
Better turn off the time-gun.
- Well, I guess we're on our way now. - Yeah. You know something?
Now that we solved this Morley case, maybe the chief...
could put us on the wookalar case.
How many times do I have to tell you there's no such thing as a wookalar.
I wouldn't be too sure of that. They said somebody down
in Old Bridge Forest came face to face...
with one. Ugliest thing you ever saw.
A face like a pig,
big snoot, two tusks coming up like that...
Tore a big hole in the barn with a single swipe.
[grunting]
You can grunt if you want to, but I believe in wookalars.
Hah! I don't know howl put up with you.
Believing in...
a crazy thing like that. A guy that looks like a pig!
[grunting]
Ha-ha-ha!
[snorting]
- Aaaaaah! - It's a wookalar!
- Now do you believe me, huh? - Throw him a chicken!
You'd better hurry or he'll suck our brains out!