Count Duckula1988

Ruffles:
[they are climbing the walls] Come on, lads, at about fifty-foot, we'll reach the top. Have you got the- [he hears Nanny singing off-key]

Burt:
Have I got the what, chief?

Ruffles:
Listen. [he hears Nanny singing again] Makes your flesh creep, dunnit? Must be the werewolf.

Nanny:
[Nanny is dusting] Now, give it a tickle with me featherduster, and it'll be as right as rain!

Ruffles:
She's ticklin' it wiv' a featherduster! No wonder it's out.

Nanny:
[she sweeps the featherduster outside of the window and unknowingly into Ruffles' face] There!

Ruffles:
[gears up to sneeze] Ahh, ahh...

Burt:
What's ah, chief?

Ruffles:
Ahh...

Burt:
"Ahh" *what*, chief?

Ruffles:
[sneezes] Ah-choo! [he lets go of the ledge and the four Crow Brothers plummet down to the ground]