Narrator: Our story opens today at the Slick Observatory where an international group of scientists, Eggheads and Doubledomes were meeting to dedicate the new giant 1,000-inch telescope. The chairman, Sir Newton Fugg, was presiding.
Sir Newton Fugg: Today, we will prove once and for all that there can be no life on the moon.
Narrator: Dr. Milton Nudnik, Egghead of the Year, was given the honor of the first peek.
Sir Newton Fugg: What do you see?
Dr. Nudnik: I see two moon creatures.
Sir Newton Fugg: Impossible!
Narrator: The scientists rushed to the eyepiece, and incredibly, Nudnik was right.
(Rocky Squirrel and Bullwinkle Moose are seen in the telescope)
Sir Newton Fugg: Why, it's a moon moose!
Scientist: And he's signaling us!
Sir Newton: What is he saying?
(Bullwinkle is seen waving flags)
Scientist: He says, "Here we come, ready or not."
Narrator: Sure enough, a strange rocket ship had left the moon, and was heading straight for the earth. The word spread in a flash.
(morse code is heard and newspapers are shown)
Newsboy: Extree! Extree! Moon men to invade earth! President declares emergency!
(a man is seen in front of a microphone as two people listen and the rocket ship is still flying toward the earth)
Dorson Belles: (slightly panicked) Now hear this. This is Dorson Belles speaking. The moon rocket ship is nearing the earth. This invasion is not a play. I repeat--not a play. Please feel free to panic.
Narrator: And some people did panic. Stores closed. Houses were shut up tight. Everywhere, panic reigned.
(two people are seen riding a bus reading one of the newspapers)
Subway Rider 1: What's the headlines, George?
George: Invasion from moon.
Subway Rider 1: Hm. So what else is new?
Narrator: Meanwhile, at Washington Airport, the newly-appointed ambassador of the moon, Credney Blatt, and other dignitaries and diplomats were waiting for the strange craft to land.
Diplomat: Here it comes!
(the rocket ship crashes into the ground)
Narrator: The rocket ship had made a perfect one-point landing, and while all eyes watched expectantly, the hatch opened.
(Rocky and Bullwinkle peek out from the hatch)
Credney Blatt: Welcome, moon people. You dig 'em earth talk?
Rocky: Bullwinkle, they think we're moon people.
Bullwinkle: They do? Then take me to your president!
Rocky: (hushed) (to Bullwinkle) No, no, no! We've gotta tell 'em the truth! (to the diplomats) Gentlemen, I'm Rocky the Flying Squirrel.
Bullwinkle: And I'm Bullwinkle the Moose.
Rocky: And we're both from Frostbite Falls, Minnesota.
Credney Blatt: Minnesota?
General: You mean you've been to the moon and back?
Credney Blatt: Why, they've discovered a great new rocket fuel.
(Rocky and Bullwinkle are getting photographed)
Narrator: And so to a hero's acclaim, our adventurers told their strange and incredible story. It seemed that just days before in their little house in Frostbite Falls, Bullwinkle had been baking a quick-rising cake, according to his grandmother's old recipe. But the first layer...
(Bullwinkle lights a match to bake the cake but...BOOM!)
Narrator: ...had risen a little faster than they'd expected. And the next thing they knew, the stove had been blown clear to the moon. Well, they had to get it back.
Bullwinkle: Sure, we still owe two payments on it.
Narrator: And so, the boys put together their version of a spaceship and used the second layer of that extraordinary cake to propel them to the moon.
Rocky: And the third layer blasted us back.
General: That cake batter must be a revolutionary rocket fuel!
Credney Blatt: My boy, you must make more of that cake for your government.
Rocky: Bullwinkle, you're gonna be a famous scientist!
Bullwinkle: Well, after all, I am a graduate of M.I.T. The Moose Institute of Toe Dancing.
Narrator: Unfortunately, our boys wouldn't have been so happy had they overheard two notorious spies.
Boris: You hear, Natasha? First get the formula and then... (makes a noise while sliding his finger) kill the moose or wice-wersa.
Narrator: And so, a short while later, the new Director of Guided Moosiles was interrupted by...
Natasha: Hello, you great big wonderful moose!
Bullwinkle: Why, that's right and neighborly of you.
(Natasha hugs Bullwinkle lovingly)
Natasha: You will give me Grandma-ma's recipe?
Natasha: Well, I hope to be a Grandma-ma myself someday.
Bullwinkle: I'd love to, but in the explosion, I only saved half my recipe. I know how much, but not what of.
Narrator: Natasha's friend then did a very un-neighborly thing.
Boris: (makes a noise and slides his finger)
(cut to the Director of Guided Mooscles Office where a clock is heard ticking)
Natasha: Dollink, will you please hold this package for me?
Bullwinkle: Well, I'd planned to leave in a couple of minutes.
Natasha: Don't worry, you will.
Bullwinkle: Sounds like a clock.
Narrator: Bullwinkle's steel-trap mind had done it again. It was a clock, only attached to 14 sticks of dynamite, and it was wired to go off in 30 seconds. Don't miss tomorrow's exciting episode: "Bullwinkle's Ride" or "Goodbye, Dollink."