VeggieTales: Sheerluck Holmes and the Golden Ruler (2006)

[bunniefuu]

[TUBA PLAYING]

If you like
to talk to tomatoes

If a squash
can make you smile

If you like to waltz
with potatoes

Up and down
the produce aisle

BOB: Ahem,
excuse me...

Have we got a show for you.

VeggieTales, VeggieTales

VeggieTales, VeggieTales

VeggieTales, VeggieTales

VeggieTales, VeggieTales

Broccoli, celery,
got to be...

VeggieTales!

There's never ever, ever
ever, ever been a show

Like VeggieTales

There's never ever, ever
ever, ever been a show

Like VeggieTales

It's time for
VeggieTa-a-a-a-a-a-a-ales

[ALL GASP]

[TUBA BLARES]

[ALL LAUGH]

Hi, kids.
Welcome to VeggieTales.

I'm Bob the Tomato.
And I'm Larry the Cucumber.

And we're here to answer
your questions.

That's right.

And today's question comes
from little Erica Bangaman

of Minot, North Dakota.

Hey, little Erica.
How's it going there in Minot?

"Minot" be perfect,
but it sure beats
South Dakota.

[RIMSHOT]

Larry, you can't say that.
What?

You just insulted
South Dakota.

Well, but I was just
making a little joke.

"Minot" be the best joke ever,
but I think...

Larry, we have a lot of fans
in South Dakota.

It's a lovely place, every bit
as nice as North Dakota.

Well, it "Minot" be so bad,
if it weren't
for the Badlands.

[RIMSHOT]

Oh, yeah, I'm on a roll!

My apologies, South Dakota.

Well, what's the letter say?

[CLEARS THROAT]

"Dear Bob and Larry,
my family just moved to Minot.

"I started going
to a new school,
and I don't know anybody.

"I want to make new friends,
which got me wondering,

"What do you think
it takes to be a good friend?

"Sincerely, Erica."

Oh, wow.
That's a good question.

Does she have a speedboat?
That might help.

No, Larry. Being a good
friend has nothing to do
with having a speedboat.

What about a bag of lollipops?

Or having a bag of lollipops.

Well, I'm out of ideas.

However, I know
a couple of stories

that might just help answer
that question
for both you and Erica.

A speedboat "Minot" make you
a better friend, but...

[RIMSHOT]

Roll film!

[CREAKING]

Man de la Mancha!

[BATTLE CRIES]

[LOUD THWACKING]

[CREAKING]

[ALL CHEERING]

No!

Hey, buddy,
dreaming about losing
to me at checkers again?

Don't take it so hard.

I'll give you another shot
at the checker king
after work.

Thank you for your concern,
Pancho, my old friend,

but it was much more
than merely a bad dream.

Was it a wretched dream?

Not quite.

Insufferable?
No.

Objectionable? Hideous?
Malodorous?

Pancho, I believe
I just had

the impossible dream.

Just by definition,
wouldn't that be "impossible"?

Maybe you just had a difficult
dream, or perhaps an
impossibly strenuous dream.

Or even...
Look, it was my dream,

and it was impossible.
All right?

The lunch crowd
will be here soon.

Dream or no dream,
it's time to get to work.

Two cows, still mooing, and a
Hail Caesar. Hold the bird.

Order up. Noah's boy on bread,
side of frog sticks.

Drag 'em through the garden?

With a stop in the Alps!

Everyone, terrible news.

A new restaurant is opening up
in town!

Oh, Pancho, did you hear?
That means competition.

We might as well
close our doors right now.

[ALL LAUGHING]

Hey, don't worry.

Many a restaurant has come
and gone,
but we're still standing.

This is not just
any restaurant,
it is the Food Factory.

[ALL GASPING]

Did you say the
"Food Factory"?

Oui. They are the most
popular franchise
in the world.

No other restaurant
within 50 miles of them
can stay open.

Do you, by chance, know
exactly where they're opening
their new restaurant?

Oui.

[LOUD DRILLING SOUNDS]

Now, Pancho, don't you worry.

The construction alone
could stretch out for years.

But there's no conceivable way
they could open for business
any time soon.

I wonder how long it will take
for them to attract a crowd.

You don't think...
Perish the thought.

Our customers are true-blue,
and they'll never desert us.

Wait a minute. This is it.

This was in my dream.

My impossible dream
was warning me
about the Food Factory.

It's all coming true.

Did your dream possibly
tell you how to get
our customers back?

[SIGHS]

What am I going to do?

I'll tell you what
you're going to do.
You're going to king me.

Oh...

That'll do.

How can we
possibly fight this?

Look, we'll restructure.

We'll find an area they're not
covering and do that.
Your move.

I win!

But they do everything.
Their food is big
as your head.

[TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING]

Yikes! What's in this stuff?

I don't know what to do,
my friend.

I'm afraid everything
we've worked for is over.

I can't believe my ears.

We've made it through
thick and thin together.

This is no different.

That's where you're wrong,
Pancho.

I'm afraid it's never
been this thin.

Hey, Don, rematch
tomorrow night?

[GROANS]

[CREAKING]

[YAWNING]

What am I going to do?

Oh, heavens!

[GROANING]

Whoa!

Help! Help! Help!

That's right.

You'll need a whole lot
of help to take down
the checker king, man.

I'm glad you're up,
because I've been thinking

and I've got a couple of great
ideas that are guaranteed to
turn this place around.

No. I believe
I have the solution.

My first dream told me
what was to come.

Last night's dream
has revealed how we will
combat the Food Factory.

Oh, okay. But like I said,
I have some ideas, too.

Yes, yes, fine.

In my dream, every time
I looked in a mirror,
I saw a different reflection.

Which could only mean that to
succeed I need to be different
than I am now.

Maybe it just means
you need to clean
the mirrors in your dreams.

We need to change the look
and image of the restaurant,

make it different.

Something more entertaining.

Pancho, I've dreamed the
impossible theme, and we're
going to make it happen.

[DOOR OPENS]

With two-for-one coupons!

[SIGHS]

[BELL CLANGING]

Run, don't wok... Get it?
W-0-K, "wok."

To Donny Ha Ha.

[GONG SOUNDING]

I don't think this is
going to work.

Patience, my friend. Patience.

La Koo Koo Mancha.
Our prices are so low,
you'll think we're crazy.

We're crazy, all right.

Just wait. It'll work.

Joppa java.
Why pay a little for a coffee
when you can pay a lot?

Oh, this is my best idea yet.

Where is everyone?

[ALL LAUGHING]

Hey, Pancho,
forget about that old café.

Come wait over here!
Look at how
much food they serve.

[MECHANICAL VOICE]
Cheese E. Cheese E. Cheese E.

[PEOPLE LAUGHING]

Cheese E. Cheese E...

Cheese E. Cheese E...

[BUZZES]

Don. Hey, look,
the checkerboard's all set up.

How about a game to relax
and take your mind off

this stuff?
Checkers? Checkers!

Don't you get it?
We're going to lose it all,
everything we've worked for.

And all you can think
about is checkers?

I don't know, Pancho.
Maybe you should start
looking for another job.

[DOOR OPENS]

Hello, and welcome to the café
formely known as La Mancha,

where the food and service
are par excellence.

But between you and me,
I'd avoid the salsa.

It could k*ll a horse.

Actually, I didn't come
here to eat.

I came here to hire you.

I'm the manager
of the Food Factory
across the street.

Perhaps you've heard of us?

[LOUD CLATTERING]

The Food Factory?

It's a pretty big building,
right over there,
across the street.

Right here? On this street?

We got more business
than we can handle,

and everyone tells me
what a great waiter you are.

So I'm here
to offer you a job.

[LOUD CLATTERING]

Thank you,
but I've got to say no.

We're usually packed in here.

[VOICE ECHOING]

Right about now.

Look, Pancho, think about
yourself for a minute.

Nothing personal,
but this Don fellow and
his restaurant are failures.

You've got to face facts
and cut your losses.

[LOUD CLATTERING]

Like I said,
think about yourself.

Let me be straight with you.

Don and I have worked together
for years,

but more importantly,
we're friends.

A friend is always loyal,
Mr. Food Factory Man.

And I'm gonna stick by
and help my friend
in his time of need.

Well...
Allow me to show you the door.

Look, the door.

I appreciate loyalty, but...
It's the wooden thing
with the knob.

If you ever change your mind,
just let me know.

[MUNCHING] If you're
going to go, then go.

What did you say?

I said, if you're going to go,
then go.

I can't understand
a word you're saying.

[GULPS]

Go ahead and go.
Everyone else has deserted me.

Why shouldn't you?

Listen, I'm not leaving
Café La Mancha.

We're going to make it.

You need to get some rest.

Maybe we can play
tomorrow night.

Hmm...

Perhaps I'll get the answer
to all our problems tonight.

Good night, Don Quixote.
Pleasant dreams.

[SNIFFS]

[EXCLAIMS]

Coward, come back
and fight like a... A pea!

[WHEELS SQUEALING]

[SCREAMING]

[LOUD THUD]

[GASPS]

[SCREAMING]

[EXCLAIMING]

[SCREAMING]

[SCREAMS]

[LOUD THUD]

Oh, good, you're up. Just wait
until you hear my latest idea.

Hold that thought, Pancho.

I just had a dream that was
different from all the others.

I now know what to do
to rescue our café.

Is it a better idea
than a touchdown turkey?

I simply need to attack
the Food Factory and vanquish
my foe once and for all.

[RATTLING]

You're kidding, right?

This is my quest,
to follow that star.

What star? I thought we were
talking about
the Food Factory.

No matter how hopeless,
no matter how far...

It's across the street.

To fight for the right
without question, or...

Sure, that sounds wonderful,
but unless I'm mistaken,

attacking restaurants
is against the law.

Weren't you paying attention?
This is my quest.

Okay. Listen to me
very carefully.

I'm telling you as a friend,
you can't do this.

Oh, but I must.
And you're going to help me.

You're going to make
a fool of yourself.

You first. Go.

[LAUGHS NERVOUSLY]

Attention, ladies
and gentlemen.

I have an...
Louder.

They can't hear you.

Attention, ladies
and gentlemen.

I have an announcement.

The venerable Don Quixote
will, this night,

defend the honor of his
restaurant, Café La Mancha.

Pancho, leave him and join us.

Yeah, come on over!

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

Thank you, my friend.
That's quite enough.

[ALL LAUGHING]

I am Don Quixote,

and I'm calling out the Food
Factory to meet me in a battle
of honor.

The winner shall keep
his restaurant,

the loser shall leave town
forever.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

No way, Don...

Are you afraid to cross swords
with me?

I give you this last warning.

Meet me now and let us
do battle, or I shall
be forced to attack.

That's crazy.

Crazy, am I?

Look, if you attack
my restaurant,
I'll have you arrested.

Ha! That is where
you're wrong, my friend.

I fight for honor,
and any authority you call

will no doubt agree with me
on that point.

Hey, Don. Sheriff Bob here.

Don't do anything crazy,
or you'll get arrested.

I'm afraid it's too late
to back out now.

No, it isn't.
Yes, it is.

Don't do it.
I must.

[ALL LAUGHING]

[SHOUTING]

Check, please.

[ALL SCREAMING]

[LOUD THUD]

DON: Have you had enough?

Surrender, or you shall
taste my mop!

This cell cannot hold me.

I demand satisfaction!

Fight me like a man.

Take off your armor
and go to bed.

I demand legal counsel.

How about some
friendly counsel?

I brought you a few things
for your sleepover.

Hold on a minute.
What you got in the bag?

Just his regular
bedtime supplies.

Did you bring
my nighty-night hat?
Check.

You're a good friend, Pancho.

Corn chips?
Got 'em.

Salsa, extra spicy?
Yep.

That'll give you nightmares.

Wait a minute.

What are you doing?

I'm doing this
for your own good, Don.

I need to stick by you and do
what's best for you
in your time of need.

What are you talking about?
I need my salsa.

No, Don. What you need
is to lay off the salsa.

No. You've turned
against me, too.

Say it isn't so, Pancho.
Not you.

No!

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

Ah!

Pancho! What...
What are you all doing?

Any bad dreams last night?

Well, come to think of it, no.

Any dreams at all?

No. I slept quite well,
thank you.

Your cells are surprisingly
comfortable.

I knew it!
It's the extra-hot salsa.

Every night,
you've been eating it
before you went to bed.

That's why you've been
having bad dreams.

Now, I'm sure that's part
of it, but you don't expect
me to believe...

[SCREAMS]

That'd do it, all right.

You want to press charges?

We bent
the giant spatula back.
No harm, no foul.

BOB: If you agree
to stop eating that stuff,
you're free to go.

Go? Go where?

Café La Mancha's through.

I've got nowhere to go.

Don't be so sure.

I need six orders of toast,
extra crispy.

Is that toast French
or domestic?

ALL: French!

"Open for breakfast."
How did you ever
come up with that idea?

Simple. The Food Factory
doesn't open up
until lunchtime.

I told you, find something
they don't do,
and then do that.

Oh, thank you, my friend.

Thank you for standing by me
when I needed you the most.

Hey, that's what friends do,
my friend.

Now, let's get to work.
We have hungry people to feed.

It would be my pleasure.

Say, how about a friendly game
of checkers after lunch?

The checker king accepts
the challenge and awaits
his coronation.

BOB: And now it's time
for Silly Songs With Larry,

the part of the show
where Larry comes out and
sings a silly song.

There once was a boy
who lived in a house

And the house sat
under a tree

By the tree ran a fence
that stretched far and wide

Round the gated community

Can I have my ball?
Can you get my ball?

I kicked it into the tree

And my ball bounced up
and my ball dropped in

To the gated community

Oh, the gated community is
where we like to be

Everything's so lovely
Our hearts
are filled with glee

And when you come to visit
you can stand outside and see

What a lovely bunch we are
in our gated unity

Can I have my ball?
Can you get my ball?

I kicked it into the tree

And my ball bounced up
and my ball dropped in

To the gated community

Oh, the gated community is
where we like to be

Our clothes are never dirty
and the lawns are always green

And when you come to visit
you can stand outside and see

What a tidy bunch we are
in our gated unity

The gated community
we think you will agree

Is pleasantly devoid
of unsightly stray debris

Free, free of debris

The gated community
is where we'll always be

Our smiles are wide
when we're inside
in comfy custody

And when you come to visit
you can stand outside and see

What a smiley bunch we are
in our gated unity

Can I have my ball?
Can you get my ball?

I kicked it into the tree

And my ball bounced up
and my ball dropped in

To the gated commu...

What a lovely bunch we are
To the gated commu...

What a happy bunch we are

To the gated community!

BOB: This has been Silly Songs
With Larry.

Look, a ball.

Tune in next time to hear
Larry say...

Thank you.

ALL: Sheerluck!

Good to see you.
Top of the evening, everybody.

MAN: Wonder what
he's been doing.

Uh, and Dr. Watson here.

What's the good word,
Sheerluck?

Beats me, but when I find it,
you'll be the first to know.

[LAUGHING]

Actually, there are
several good words.

For example, there's “superb,”
"charitable," "philanthropic,"

and the ever-dependable
"too good to be forgotten,”

which, technically,
I suppose, isn't a good word,

but rather, a group of words.

[CHUCKLES]

BOTH: Uh-huh.

Come, come, my good man.
Our table awaits.

You two gents solve
another case?

That we have, my dear lady.

One usual coming right up.

Here you go. Enjoy.

Boy, if the service here gets
any slower, we'll have to find
another place.

The game's afoot.
The game's afoot.

So, what are you two
celebrating this time?

I can only assume it involves
mystery, mayhem
and maleficence.

You could say that.

You could if I understood
what you were saying.

So, do tell, what dastardly
crime have you just solved?

Well, it's all rather
hush-hush.

But no one in London will ever
have to worry about
the howling dogs

of Baker Street again.

[ALL CHEERING]

How'd you solve it?

Did you use your superlative
powers of observation?

Or did basic forensics
crack this particular
case open?

You sure talk funny.

Actually, it was a combination
of the two.

After a careful examination
of the crime scene, we...

Decided the best way
to explain
it is in a song.

Oh, no. Not again.

If all of you are
wondering what I found in
all my wandering

Here's a clue for you
I knew just what to do

And, uh, me too.

Ifa
crime has been committed

Which makes you
rather curious

While culprits and
solutions lurk elusive
and impervious

And fancy words bewilder you
and make you feel ridiculous

The crime will not be
solved until you grab the
phone and call on

Me!

Just call 1-800-Sheerluck.
Operators are standing by.

We're so thorough in our
searching as we sift and
sort and sleuth for clues

With faculty for skirting
any felon's oft deceptive ruse

What? We never leave the
job except to snack and
maybe take a snooze

Offenders best surrender
‘cause eventually
they're sure to lose

It's all probability, really.

You see, given that logic
and deduction are on our side,

a criminal stands a highly
diminished chance
of succeeding in his misdeed.

Criminals,
what are they thinking?

[ALL CHEERING]

So if a criminal commits a
crime who's hiding in his
secret lair

He thinks the crime was
perfect but of certain
facts he's unaware

He's left a print, a nudge,
a smudge a lock of hair
upon the stair

We'll find the clue and
track him down and trap
him in his secret lair

It seems they're always
in their secret lair

The lesson here for all to see
is really rather obvious

When Sheerluck Holmes is
on a case...
It's sure to be melodious

[ALL CHEERING]

In the course of
litigation our opposers'
pleas are tenuous

Following your fancy talk
is getting rather strenuous

The crime will not be solved
until you grab the phone

Wait for the tone,
and call on

Me!

[ALL CHEERING]

Well, another perfect ending
to another perfect day.

Hmm.

Something bothering you,
my good man?

I thought we solved
these cases together.

But you're the only one
who gets any credit for ‘em.

Now, that's just silly.
We're ateam. We're friends.

You and everyone else
knows that.

But do you know that?

Is that the way you treat a
friend?
What do you mean?

We're friends, right?
Of course, we're friends.

Well, then is that
how you treat a friend?

Is how how I treat a friend?
Well, I'll tell you...

Mr. Sheerluck Holmes,
Dr. Watson,
thank heavens I found you!

[IN SCOTTISH ACCENT]
There's been a robbery
at Buckingham Palace,

and we're in desperate need
of your services.

What?
There's been a robbery

at Buckingham Palace,

and we're in desperate need
of your services.

I can't understand
a word you're saying.
Seriously, what?

There's been a robbery
at Buckingham Palace.

[GASPS] A robbery!
Then come, come, Dr. Watson.

BOTH: The game's afoot.

Thank goodness you've arrived.
We're in desperate
need of your services.

SHEERLUCK:
Now, him I understand.

This crime is a case
of national security.

If it's not solved quickly,
I fear dire consequences.

Don't worry, my good man.
We'll have it solved
in a jiffy.

What was stolen?

A key.

I'm sorry,
I thought you said "a key."



You lost your keys?

Seriously, that's it?

Go to a hardware store
and get a copy made.

Get a key chain,
like the rest of us.

You don't need the world's
greatest living detective,
you need a locksmith.

Sheerluck, if I may...

Sir, what did the key unlock?

The door to the room
where the Golden Ruler
is kept.

Quickly, Sheerluck,
there's not a moment to waste.

Would somebody
please tell me
what's going on?

This is where the key was
only just this morning.

Hmm. Yes. I see.

[CLEARS THROAT]

Excuse me, a little help here?

What's up?
Well, you.

Could you describe
what you see?

Okey-dokey. It's your basic
pillow without a key in it.

Not much to write home about.

As near as I can figure,
whoever stole this
has a great dislike

for soft pillows, because if
you're gonna steal a key,

who wouldn't take this pillow?

I mean, it's gorgeous.

Now, I'm putting my money on a
headless bandit with a morbid
fear of pillows.

Why headless?

If you don't have a head,
you wouldn't need a pillow.
Come now, let's be logical.

Prime Minister, exactly
where is the door
that this key unlocks?

And that's where
you keep the Golden Ruler?

Yes. It all comes
together now.

The room that holds the Golden
Ruler. The old Golden Ruler.

So, what's the Golden Ruler?

Only the most
valuable treasure
in the entire kingdom.

Right. Got that.

But what is it?
Wait. Nobody move.

Our criminal has left their
footprints in the dust
on the floor.

We must all be
extremely careful
not to disturb these clues.

BILL TROUT:
All right, nobody move.

You heard him, nobody move.

I'm Detective Bill Trout from
the Forensic Investigators of
Southampton.

And I'm Sergeant John Spud
from the
Canterbury Highway Patrol.

Great. F.I.S.H. and C.H.I.P.S.
Not again.

Don't you guys ever take
a break?

We've been sent
to secure the area.

Prepare to be secured.

Please, wait,
you're disturbing
the crime scene.

This is our jurisdiction.

Your services
are no longer required. Ta-ta.

Gentlemen, please,

Mr. Sheerluck Holmes
is the world's
greatest living detective.

[MUFFLED SCREAMS]

Move along.

Nothing to see here.

If I could just have
a few more minutes...

I said move along.

[GRUNTING]

[SCREAMS]

[GASPS]

Look what you found,
a secret passageway.

Oh, good job, Sheerluck.

This?

Oh, all in a day's work.

The footprints enter and exit
right here.

This was how the key
was stolen.

Move along.
Nothing to see here.

I shall announce this to the
King and Queen immediately.

Oh, let me.

Whoa!

Whoa!

Move along.
Nothing to see here.

ALL: Sheerluck!

Top of the evening,
one and all!

And his partner in crime,
Dr. Watson.

So, lads, what's shaking?

When we're on the case,
the boots of every criminal
in London.

[LAUGHING]

My good lady, the usual,
if you please.

So, Sheerluck,
what nefarious, no-goodnik

did you and Dr. Watson
incarcerate this fine evening?

Come again?

He means,
did we arrest anyone tonight?

Oh. well, as always,
it's all rather hush-hush.

But yours truly stumbled upon
a clue that blew
this case wide open.

We should have our criminal
before the week is up.

[ALL CHEERING]

Now, I can't reveal exactly
where I was tonight,

but let's just say it rhymes
with Luckingham Dallas.

ALL: Oh...

There I was, faced with
perhaps the most difficult
mystery in my career.

If I failed here,

the most valuable treasure of
the entire kingdom
would be lost.

[ALL GASP]

Fortunately for the King and
Queen, I was on the top
of my game.

[ALL CHEERING]

All right, Sheerluck!

Hey, Watson, where you going?

You haven't touched our cake.

Well, you didn't need my help
solving the case,

so why would you need my help
eating the cake?

You were the one
who solved the case, right?

Well, yeah.

Watson, Watson!

Watson, come on, don't be mad.

Just come back inside and tell
me what's bothering you.

What's bothering me?
What's bothering me?

What's bothering me?

Yes. Yes. Yes.

Is this a game? Are we saying
everything in threes?

You really don't have a clue,
do you?

Look, I know we're a team.
You know we're a team.

Everybody knows we're a team.
So what's the problem?

So I leave out
some minor details.

Like the fact that I've worked
with you on every single case?

Exactly.
Little stuff like that.

So, you ready for some cake?
Because I'm starving.

You are amazing.

Why, thank you.
You're not so bad yourself.

See, when I put my mind to it,
I can compliment you.

Do you know what really hurts?

When you stub your toe?

Or when you accidentally run
into a wall?

Or when you're walking along
and an anvil falls
on your head?

Now, that hurts like
the dickens.

What really hurts is when
someone says
they're your friend,

but they don't treat you
like one.

I see.

[EXCLAIMING]
It's Sheerluck Holmes!

Would you sign
our autograph books?

I'm never too busy
to help out a fan.

[GIGGLING]

Good night.

Anyway, what were you saying?

Did you sign both
of our names?

Uh, they only asked for mine.

You just don't get it.

When you want to start
treating me like a friend,
come talk to me.

What don't I get?

But we're a team.
Where are you going?

Come back, Dr. Watson.

Dr. Watson!

[SHEERLUCK PLAYING TUBA]

Hello? Mr. Holmes?

Are you here?
Sorry to interrupt,
Mr. Holmes,

but the Gawlden Rawler
has been stolen.

What?
I said,

sorry to interrupt,
but the Gawlden Rawler
has been stolen!

What language
are you speaking?

Say, I speak Scottish.

He says someone's golden
hoola is swollen.

No, he said the
goat and jeweler
are out strolling.

See, I thought I was hearing
something about Samoans.

Coats and stools
all go bowling.

Folding scooters
have been rolling.

The Golden Ruler
has been stolen!

ALL: Oh!

Stolen?

Then come, come,
Dr. Watson... Oh.

Can you wait here a minute?
I'll be right with you.

Hello? Dr. Watson, hello!

[COUGHING]

Excuse me,
but is Dr. Watson home?

The good doctor's been
gone all day.

Suffering from a broken heart,
he is.

And I don't expect him back
anytime soon.

[SPITS]

Oh, Mr. Holmes, isn't it?

Shame on you for not being
a better friend
to the good doctor.

How many maids does he have?

Well, if it isn't the high and
mighty Sheerluck Holmes!

If you'd just follow
the golden rule, none
of this would've happened.

[CLANGING]

Now, that just hurts
like the dickens.

Excuse me, but I must find
Dr. Watson.

Oh, you "must," must you?

Well, if you're
such a great detective,
go find him yourself.

Well, the game's afoot.

Nothing to see here.
Move along.

Mr. Holmes,
how good of you to come.

I'm afraid this latest turn of
events is all rather
scandalous.

What if word of this theft
somehow leaks
out to the press?

ow!

"Too late. The Golden Ruler
has been stolen.”

Tell me everything you know.

Oh, my, everything?

Well, let's start with
history. The Moors invaded
Spain in 711 AD.

And after that...
About the case, I mean.

Quite right.
The stolen key from
the key room unlocked the door

to the treasure room,
and the Golden Ruler is gone.

That's about it.
Move along.

JOHN SPUD:
Nothing to see here!

Not to put undue pressure
on you,

but would it be
too much trouble
to ask you to save the day?

I'm on the job.

So, where do we begin?

Don't have a clue.
Usually, about this time,

Dr. Watson would ask something
like, "When did this
crime take place?"

Well, it must've happened
at the changing of the guard.

But that's what
I can't understand.

After the loss of the key,
we've doubled our guard duty.

Right. Changing of the guard.

And since every entrance
and exit is blocked,

and there's no other way in
or out of that room,

it can only mean...

That this is a lot harder
than it looks.

Unless! Wait a minute...

[WHISPERING]

Excellent deduction,
Sheerluck.

Allis not lost.

Detective Trout
of F.I.S.H. and C.H.I.P.S.

has deduced that the thief
and our national treasure
are still hiding

within the walls
of our palace.

Well done, Mr. Trout.

You have provided a great
service to your kingdom.

Hey, hold on,
that's what I just
said to the Prime Minister.

You stole my idea, F.I.S.H.
That was my idea.

How would you like it if I do
that to you?

[GASPS] Wait a minute.

That's it. I get it.


Thank you, Detective Trout.
You stole my idea
and took credit for it.

I don't like to be treated
like that, and I can't
thank you enough.

Uh, okay.
Don't you see?

This is what Dr. Watson's
been talking about all along.

In the past,
I took credit for everything.

I wasn't trying to be mean,
but I was inconsiderate,
like you.

Fine. Now, move along.

JOHN SPUD: [ECHOING]
Nothing to see here!

This is fantastic.
I finally understand.

Your Highness, we need
to treat others like we
want to be treated.

That's exactly what
the Golden Ruler says,

which is why it's
the most valuable treasure
in all the kingdom.

That means we need to treat
our friends like we want
to be treated, too.

Oh, yes. It certainly does
apply to friends.

Yeah, I can't solve this
case oh my own.

I need my teammate,
the greatest detective
in all the land.

I need Dr. Watson.

DR. WATSON:
And so you shall have him.

Dr. Watson, I get it.

I know. I saw.

Your Majesty, if it please the
court, I would like to reveal
the criminal

who had the audacity
to steal the Golden Ruler.

Now, hold on a minute.
I've got jurisdiction here,

so move along...

Right after
you solve the case.

As my good friend Sheerluck
has rightly deduced,

the thief in question
is still in our midst,

because this
was an inside job.

[ALL GASP]

The thief is none other than

one of the palace guards.

Are you quite sure?

Each of our palace guards
is loyal to the core.

Yes, but one guard
happens to be an imposter,

a foreign spy sent here
to steal England's
most precious possession.

I won't have it.
If you're a thief,
step forward.

Your Majesty, if I may...

Are any of you guards
foreign spies?

ALL: No.

And are all of you loyal
to the Crown?
ALL: Oui.

I'm sorry, Dr. Watson,
but I've questioned
them thoroughly

and I'm afraid
you're mistaken.

Prime Minister, people may
sometimes lie,
but facts never do.

First, there were
the footprints
we found in the key room.

They're the exact
size of a pea.

Then there was the secret
passageway.

On the wall,
I found black fibers.

Not only do these fibers match
the guards' hats perfectly,

but they start and stop
at the exact height of an
English guard.

That's how I knew
a guard had stolen the key.

But I still didn't know why,
that is, until this morning.

That's when I secretly
investigated the crime scene

and found the answer
to my riddle.

So you were here all the time.
I should've known it.

I found crumbs,

crumbs that turned out to
be from Brie cheese and
baguette bread.

A breakfast staple
not of England,

but of a foreign land.

That's when I knew
a spy was in our midst.

But you saw me question our
guards. All of them are loyal
to the Crown.

Are they? Are they? Are they?

I love threes.

If my best friend,
Dr. Watson, says
that one of them is a spy,

you had best better
believe it, buddy.

Whoa!

Ah!

The Golden Ruler!

[CLANKS]

A spy!

And I would've gotten
away with it, too,

but for my irrepressible
love of Brie cheese
and baguette bread.

Our national treasure
has been recovered

all because
of you, Mr. Holmes.

Oh, no. Begging the King's
pardon, but the real hero
here is Dr. Watson.

No, Sheerluck.
We did it as a team,
as friends.

That's right, as friends.

[SHEERLUCK READING]

That just about says it all,
doesn't it?

Forgive me?
You bet, buddy.

If a crime has been committed
which makes you rather curious

While culprits and
solutions lurk elusive
and impervious

And fancy words bewilder you
and make you feel ridiculous

The crime will not be
solved until you grab the
phone and call on us

[ALL CHEERING]

A team that's not defeated

When I treat you
like I want to

Be treated

We're so thorough in our
searching as we sift and
sort and sleuth for clues

With faculty for skirting
any felon's oft deceptive ruse

Recover any treasure, be it
gold or silver, cash or jewels

No criminal our wits defy
They may as well not even try

As long as these two friends
live by the golden rule

[ALL CHEERING]

Larry, do you have something
you want to say?

Yeah. I wasn't thinking about
your feelings when
I made fun of you.

I wouldn't want you
to make fun of me.

Will you forgive me,
South Dakota?

I think so. Historically, it's
been a very forgiving state.

That's good.
But how will I know?

I wanna go
to other places

Pretty places
Open spaces

I wanna go

Pretty places
South Dakota

I think that means yes.

You see, Larry,
and Erica from Minot,

just like in the story
of Sheerluck Holmes,

to be a good friend,
we need to treat our friends

like we want to be treated.

And like we learned
in the story
of the Asparagus of La Mancha,

being a good friend means that
we need to do what's best for
our friends

and stick by them
when they need us the most.

Let's see if Qwerty
has a verse
for us today.

[LARRY READING]

Excuse me.

So Erica from Minot,
the best thing to keep in mind

when you're looking to make a
good friend,

is how to be a good friend.

And if you can do that,
I think you'll do just fine.

That's right, Erica.
You'll be just fine.

[STAMMERING]

What are you doing?

Dress rehearsal for the next
show starts in two minutes.

Do you mind
if we finished
this show first?

Carry on, little red guy.

Remember, kids,
God made you special.

And he loves you very much.

Bye!
Bye!

Nobody told me about a dress
rehearsal.

Don't worry. You're not in it.

Well, how come
I don't ever get
to be in the...