Episode 3

In the last episode Rocky and Bullwinkle, along with their temporary ally Natasha Fatale, were frantically searching for a young lady who had wandered away from their group. The young lady was none other than that villainous spy, Boris Badenov who had been transformed by an errant shot of exotic radiation developed by Pottsylvanian scientists. This occurred as a result of a bungled—

"Don't make it sound so bad, darlink," said Natasha. "You don't want to embarrass the lady, do you?"

Of course I don't. Well, an unfortunate chain of events occurred which I'm too much of a gentleman to recount. Anyway, their intention is to blast the young lady with the same radiation in the hopes of reversing the process and getting back the old Boris Badenov thus saving the series from terminal boredom. But their efforts thus far had just put them in a hole.

"Looking on the bright side, at least we have our new privy dug," said Bullwinkle.

The ray gun used was broken, but a strange dog and his boy arrived on the scene to make the necessary repairs and save the day.

"Mr. Peabody and I were on our way to visit leaders from the Soviet Union and Russia."

"That's right, Sherman. But I figured it wouldn't hurt if we did a little... Stalin for time."

"But you said we were going to Italy on a related matter, Mr. Peabody. How is that related?"

"Well, I want you to see the monument the Italians built to honor the founder of the Soviet Union."

"I didn't know they had one. What's it called?"

"Sherman, I'm surprised you've never heard of the... Lenin Tower of Pisa."

"Don't go hurryin' off on our account, guys," said Bullwinkle. "Heh heh! Get it?"

"Actually, no. Say goodbye, Sherman. It's time we were... Putin on the Ritz."

"Goodbye."

"The word you wanted was Russian, Bullwinkle," said Rocky.

"Huh?"

"Don't go... Russian off on our account."

"Oh. I thought it was something in my delivery."

"Can we stop wasting time and find girl?" said Natasha.

Putting words to action, the strange trio tracked the young woman's footprints to the Veronica Lake shore where the trail ended.

"Something bad has happened to Boris, the poor darlink," Natasha moaned as she choked back tears.

"Look," said Rocky, "there's a boat out on the lake."

Natasha and Bullwinkle looked in the direction Rocky was pointing and saw a small cabin cruiser just off shore. The craft was under power and traveling slowly in tight but erratic circles.

"Maybe the pilot has seen your friend," said Bullwinkle.

"Looks like pilot has seen nothing but bottle," Natasha replied. "He looks drunk."

"I swear I've seen that kind of boatmanship somewhere before," said Rocky. "Ahoy the boat," the intrepid squirrel called. A man appeared and waved.

"Hi, Rocky. Hi, Bullwinkle," yelled the man. "How are you?"

"Captain Peachfuzz?"

Sure enough, the pilot of the small craft was none other than Captain Peter "Wrong Way" Peachfuzz, former naval officer and present skipper of the liner S.S Andalusia. Captain Peachfuzz acquired his unfortunate nickname in the navy. He was ordered to sail his ship to the Antarctic and wound up in Tahiti. After being relieved of his command and drummed out of the navy, the good captain purchased the S.S. Andalusia, made possible through an inheritance. On her maiden voyage, Captain Peachfuzz sailed the Andalusia in circles for four days. Rather than staging a mutiny the crew constructed a phony wheelhouse and fooled their captain into thinking he was piloting the vessel.

"Have you seen a young lady in a pink dress wandering around here?"

"You mean my fiancée?" The sought-after young lady appeared beside Captain Peachfuzz and waved.

"It's Boris!" Natasha cried. "Did you say fiancée? Impossible!"