♪ Every night when I lie in bed ♪

♪ Oh no ♪

♪ I see pictures dancing in my head ♪

♪ Picture sleep ♪

♪ Buddy Bert ♪

♪ What ♪

♪ Buckle up and we'll fly away ♪

♪ Whoa, yeah ♪

♪ We're adventuring ♪

♪ Every time the bed starts tapping ♪

♪ Something special's gonna happen ♪

♪ This is kinda kicky ♪

♪ My favorite kind of traveling ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ We're adventuring ♪

♪ Come along with Bert and Ernie ♪

♪ We're gonna take a little journey ♪

♪ Bert and Ernie's Great Adventures ♪

(knocking)

- Ah-ha!

- Ah-ha what?

- Ah-ha, I suspect someone

is about to walk through that door.

- Excuse me, I am looking

for Ernlock Holmes and Bert Watson.

- That would be us,

world's greatest detectives.

- Splendid, I am Lady Lulu Quackerville,

and, well, my little duckling Lily has been missing

for ever so long.

I simply must find her,

here is a picture of her.

- Wow, that's an unusual looking duckling.

- I know, but I love her.

Will you take my case?

- We shall find your Lily, Lady Lulu.

- This is where I last saw my Lily.

- Tell me, Lady Lulu,

was Lily wearing leaves when you saw her last?

- No, she was just wearing feathers.

- Like this one?

(tense music)

- And this one?

And that one?

- Why, yes.

- Ah-ha, I think we've found your duckling, Lady Lulu.

- Detective Ernie, ducks don't build their nests in trees.

- Yes, but this is an unusual duck, Detective Bert.

Go up and investigate.

- (sighs) why is it always me?

- Quack, moo, quack, baa.

- Wait a minute,

you may have feathers,

but you're no duck.

- Am too, quack, baa, quack, baa.

- You're a goat,

an imposter, come here.

- Quack, baa, quack, baa.

- Whoa.

(water splashing)

- A goat with feathers?

I think that fall made you confused, Detective Bert.

- I'm wet, Ernie, not confused.

- Oh dear, I fear we shall never find my duckling.

(tense music)

- Lady Lulu, was Lily wearing shoes

when you saw her last?

- No, she had nothing but her own dear little webbed feet.

- And did they look like this?

- Why, yes.

- Ah-ha, follow those footprints

and we'll find your duckling.

- Quack, baa, quack, baa.

Quack-quack, baa.

- I'm not so sure.

- Quack, baa, quack, baa.

- You again?

- Quack, baa.

- Goat, what are you doing?

- Oh, Lady Lulu,

I've always wanted to be your pet.

And, since you love ducks,

I decided to become one.

Quack-quack, baa.

- Well, I'm very flattered

but I must keep looking for my Lily.

(squeaking)

Who are you?

- It's me, young Lily, Lady Lulu.

Don't you recognize me?

The neck, the beak, the wings.

- But you're not a duck, you're--

- A swan.

Hey, it surprised me too,

I never knew until I grew up.

Like my new look?

- I told you this was an unusual duck.

- You told me?

- So long, Lady Lulu,

I'm flying with the other swans down to (mumbles)

for the winter.

- So long Lily,

send a postcard.

Oh, thank you,

you truly are the world's greatest detectives.

- Anything for a fellow duck lover.

- Elementary.

- Baa, baa.

- Well, goat, now that Lily's gone,

you can be my pretend pet duck.

- Hm, sorry your ladyship,

but I decided I wanna be with someone

who can see me for who I really am.

Baa, how'd you like a pet goat?

Baa.

- Ahh. (laughter)

(clock ticking)

(upbeat music)

- Goodnight Bert.

- Goodnight Ernie.

(tapping)

- Uh-oh.

(snoring)