ERNIE: [SINGING]
Every night when I lie in bed.
BERT: Oh, no.
ERNIE: I see pictures dancing in my head.
BERT: Picture sleep.
ERNIE: Buddy Bert.
BERT: What?
ERNIE: Buckle up and we'll fly away.
BERT: Whoa!
ERNIE: We're adventuring.
Every time the bed starts napping, something special's
gonna happen.
BERT: This is kinda catchy.
ERNIE: My favorite kind of travelin'.
Yah!
BOTH: We're adventuring!
Come along with Bert and Ernie.
We're gonna take a little journey.
Bert and Ernie's Great Adventures!
ERNIE: Gee, Bert.
Isn't it exciting being detectives?
BERT: It would be more exciting if we had
a mystery to solve.
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
BOTH: Ah-hah!
ERNIE: Come in.
VERONICA: Hello.
My name's Veronica Lambshank.
Where can I find the world famous Duck Detectives?
BOTH: Right here.
ERNIE: What can we do for you, Miss Lambshank?
VERONICA: I've come because I have a very strange friend.
BERT: Hm.
ERNIE: Tell us more.
VERONICA: His name is Malty, and he says
he's a Maltese duck.
BERT: Well, he looks like a duck.
VERONICA: Yes!
He waddles like a duck, too, but never, ever quacks.
I'm wondering what he really is, and want you to
investigate.
ERNIE: Duck Detectives on the case.
VERONICA: Meet me at the Sheep Meadow.
Malty hangs out by the pond, but I don't want him to know
I've hired detectives.
You'll need a disguise.
BERT: Just leave that to us.
ERNIE: Bye!
VERONICA: Malty, I'd like you to meet my
cousins from out of town.
ERNIE: Pleased to meet you, Malty.
MALTY: [FRENCH].
BERT: Uh, cousin Ernie, can I talk to you a minute?
BERT: Sure, cousin Bert.
Uh, excuse us, Malty.
BERT: That Malty does seem like an odd duck.
He didn't quack at all.
[SQUEAK]
ERNIE: Oh, what's that, rubber ducky?
[SQUEAK]
ERNIE: Great idea.
Rubber ducky says that if he's a real duck, he'll
quack when he swims.
BERT: But how can we get Malty to swim?
VERONICA: I know.
Jump in the pond, Bert.
BERT: Oh, no, no, no, no.
I don't like cold water!
Ah!
ERNIE AND VERONICA: Malty!
Help cousin Bert!
ERNIE: Hm.
Still not one quack.
VERONICA: Here you are, Cousin Bert.
You seem to have lost your ears.
Sheep cousins.
Strange.
Now if you'll excuse me, I must fly.
Ciao bella!
VERONICA: He mysteriously leaves
like that every afternoon.
ERNIE: We'll get to the bottom of this.
There he is.
BERT: Wait, Ernie.
I think someone's following us.
I hear footsteps.
ERNIE: Bert, those are our footsteps.
We're the ones following--
Malty?
Oh no, we lost him.
Now what'll we do?
[SQUEAK]
ERNIE: Rubber ducky says to keep our ears open for clues.
[SINGING]
BERT: That sounds like him!
And it's coming from over there.
WOMAN: Get out of my house!
BERT: Guess that wasn't Malty.
Shh.
Hear that, Ernie?
Walk slower.
Let's walk faster.
ERNIE: Let's try a little dance.
Someone is definitely following us.
All right, come on out!
BERT: Miss Lambshank?
VERONICA: I was too curious to stay and wait at home.
[WHISTLING]
BERT: What was that?
VERONICA: Sounds like whistling
coming from that door.
ERNIE: Well, ducks don't whistle, so we
know that can't be--
ALL: Malty!
MALTY: Miss Lambshank?
VERONICA: What are you doing there?
MALTY: I have a secret to confess.
VERONICA: What is it?
MALTY: I'm not a Maltese duck at all.
I'm a black bellied whistling duck.
ALL: A black bellied whistling duck?
VERONICA: Why didn't you tell me before?
MALTY: I was afraid you'd laugh at me for being a duck
who can't quack.
VERONICA: Laugh at you?
Never.
I'll always be your friend, even if you can't quack.
Besides, I love whsitling.
Only, I never learned how.
MALTY: It's simple.
You just put your beak together and blow.
[SPITTING]
MALTY: Try this.
BERT: Well Malty, you won't have to hide
your whistling anymore.
ERNIE: Why don't we all celebrate with some whistling?
[WHISTLING]
ERNIE: Good night, Bert.
BERT: Good night, Ernie.
Uh-oh.