Doogal Page #5
Good thinking, Ermintrude.
Yeah, dude, but we just flushed away diamonds one and two.
So...what do we do now?
Look at the picture on the wall.
That looks just like our little carousel back home.
And that looks like a diamond.
That's it!
The third diamond is inside the carousel.
lt's been right in our own backyard this whole time!
And Zeebad has no idea.
That's it.
We've got to get back to the carousel right away.
Since Zeebad's out of commission, with no hieroglyphic info...
l think it's time for a little siesta.
Guys, look!
What's that?
Voices?
Whoa!
Who's there?
Hey, that sounds familiar!
l'll take familiar over the Temple of Doom any day.
Let's get out of here.
Oh, slow down!
You're making my milk curdle.
Are you kidding?
We're moving at a snail's pace.
A snail's pace is just fine with me.
Oh, Ermintrude!
That's the nicest thing you've ever said.
Relax, Doogie.
Soon this whole crazy trip will be behind us.
Behind us!
That's what I said, man!
No, look behind us!
You can't leave.
Faster!
Choo-choo-chooing!
Head's up!
Whoa!
Whoa!
Whoa, dudes, talk about a near-death experience!
l thought l saw the light at the end of the tunnel!
That is the light at the end of the tunnel!
We're gonna be all right!
And Zeebad's still trapped in the temple!
Then, like, who's that ?
His evil clone, Mini-Zee?
Where's my third diamond?
Very assertive, sir!
Oh, no!
Whoo!
Hang on!
Aah!
Somebody pull a lever or press a button or something!
Okay.
This one looks like it's for the radio, this is for the AC, and this one looks...green.
Aah!
Or it could be an ejector seat.
Aah!
What was that?
l think we've been hit!
Where am l?
l've been blinded!
l'll never make it to the carousel now!
Huh?
So that's where they're headed.
The carousel!
And that is where l'll find my third and final diamond.
Ha ha ha!
So long, slime ball!
Sam, we've a prisoner up there we need to dispose of.
Dispose of the prisoner?
We can't do that, sir.
Geneva Convention, sir!
I don't care if it's a Star Trek convention!
Trekkies!
Nerd alert!
Beam him out!
Help!
Help!
Brian!
Whoa!
Ow!
Whoa!
Sorry about that.
Ohh, Ermintrude, you saved me.
We're gonna lose this race to Thomas the Tank Engine?
l don't think so!
More coal!
Shoveling as fast as l can, sir!
Whoa!
Trouble, dead ahead!
Fine.
Now it's time to stick it to the man--
to the dog, snail, cow, etc.
You guys know what l mean.
Aah!
Oh, no!
Sir, the pressure!
lt's too much!
Sam, l know!
Not to get all Dr. Phil on you, but you need balance in your life or you'll just explode!
Funny you should say that, sir.
Ooh!
That little blue man just blew up!
That's the good news.
And the bad news is--
Aah!
l can fly!
No, l can't.
Ohh!
l'm fine.
l broke the fall with my face.
Ermintrude, are you all right?
Well, Brian, l'd have been better with a shell.
Guys, let's get moving.
At least Zeebad doesn't know where the last diamond is.
Yeah, that's not exactly true.
Back there on the train, l was dazed and confused, and it sort of slipped out.
lt slipped out?
Oh, like you've never been confused before?
Yeah, but it's just...
um, what?
Blaming each other won't solve anything.
Now let's get on the train.
l think l just pulled a gasket.
Attention, passengers.
We may experience a delay.
Can you put any weight on it?
Ohh.
Ohh!
Yeah, l'm out of service.
Well, you did fall half a mile out the sky.
The sun is setting!
Then you've got to keep moving without me.
Just keep it elevated, man.
You can make it.
Just follow our tracks.
Wow, that was irritating.
Should have got the insurance.
Sam!
Quit loafing around and let's get moving!
Sorry, sir.
Not doing too well.
Did you, uh, see a bright light?
Yes, Sam, l've seen the light.
lt's the light bulb that went off in my head that makes me realize l never should have counted on you in the first place!
As my apprentice, you're fired!
Sorry, sir.
ls there any severance package?
Well, the best l can do is not freeze you.
Hasta la vista, wood man.
Peace out.
Villains.
They can be so...cruel.
There was no escaping it.
Zeebad's icy grip was all over the world.
l-l can't feel my limb.
But Florence and the kids.
lf we don't make it there soon, they'll be frozen solid.
ln case you haven't noticed, we are not doing much better, Doogal.
W-well, you know what they say, man.
W-what doesn't kill you makes you stronger...
or colder.
Look!
Footprints.
They're fresh, too.
Maybe they'll lead us back home.
W-well, like, what kind of freaky creatures would leave footprints like these?
They must be exhausted, too.
One of them seems to be crawling along the ground.
l prefer the term ''gliding.''
Oh, man, they're ours!
And l used to think that chasing my tail was c-cute.
Well, l'm just gonna lie down here on this warm beach and lay in the sand.
l don't know what to say, Doogal, but l guess our best wasn't nearly good enough.
l guess this is curtains, y'all.
No!
We can't give up now.
We're close!
l can feel it.
l told Florence l'd save her.
l promised!
Florence!
Florence.
Uh-oh.
What do we have here?
Hey, check it out.
A little man.
Oh, hello!
You're not going to sit on me, are you?
Come on!
Wake up!
Wake up!
Dylan!
Oh, come on, man.
l was just dreaming that l was jamming out with McCartney.
We couldn't see where we were last night, but look!
Closer than we ever knew!
There's the carousel!
Let's get down there and help Florence!
That diamond's got to be here somewhere.
Be easier to find if some idiot hadn't frozen it solid!
Oh...that was me.
Zeebad!
This wasteland isn't big enough for the both of us!
Look, when l leave someone for dead, l expect them to die!
You can't even do that right, can you?
l haven't done anything right since l left the carousel.
Now it's time to resume my post!
You?
You did something right on the carousel?
lndeed, sir.
Guarding it from the likes of you.
You, a guard!
You couldn't guard against underarm odor.
Well, personal hygiene in the field is difficult.
But it's like Zebedee told me--
it's what's inside that counts.
Charge!
Ohh!
Just like old times, sir.
No!
Ohh!
The third diamond!
lt's beautiful.
And now it's mine.
Something so priceless in someone so worthless.
Oh, the irony!
And now, it's time for the big chill.
Ooh, pretty!
Aah!
Zeebad!
Huh?
Ah, perfect.
You're just in time for the grand finale!
So long, sunshine!
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