01x02 - Me-Yowww!/Witch Tricks

[bunniefuu]

[theme song playing]

♪ ♪

♪ Zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom ♪

♪ Boom-uh, boom-uh,
boom-uh, boom-uh ♪

♪ Here he comes,
that Mighty Mouse ♪

♪ Coming to vanquish the foe
with a mighty blow ♪

♪ So don't be afraid anymore ♪

♪ 'Cause things won't be
like they've been before ♪

♪ "Here I come
to save the day" ♪

♪ Thank goodness
Mighty Mouse is on his way ♪

♪ So let
the trumpet players play ♪

[chorus sings
heroic fanfare]

♪ For Mighty Mouse
is here today ♪

♪ Boom-uh, boom-uh,
boom-uh, boom-uh... ♪

♪ Here he comes,
that Mighty Mouse ♪

♪ Just like a bolt
from the blue ♪

♪ With a heart that's true ♪

♪ Fighting evil,
fighting crime ♪

♪ And always there
in the nick of time ♪

♪ Here he comes
to save the day ♪

♪ And he will prove
that crime will never pay ♪

♪ So let
the trumpet players play ♪

[chorus sings
heroic fanfare]

♪ For Mighty Mouse
is here today! ♪

NARRATOR:
Our story begins high in the
night sky above Mouseville,

where Mighty Mouse cruises
on patrol

ever alert for the first sound
of trouble.

There it is! Yowling cats.

There can be no mistake
about it--

somewhere, mice are in
terrible trouble.

♪ Here I come to save the day! ♪

NARRATOR:
Oh, what a mouse!

[cats yowling and laughing]

Uh-oh.

[screaming]

NARRATOR:
Just look at that mouse.

Nothing can stop him.

[clattering]

[whooshing]

[screaming]

[whooshing]

Yes, it's yet another triumph
for Mighty Mouse.

No oppressed mice?

No hapless mice?

No mice at all?

[sobbing]

N-N-N-No. Ju-just me.

[blubbering]

Just you?

Who are you?

[sobbing]

I'm Durf.

Nobody likes me.

Nobody?

Not even the other cats?

No. They say I
ain't too bright.

And then they laugh at me.

Say, is there something wrong?

Y-Y... Yeah.

I g-got
a th-thorn in my paw.

Don't worry, big fella.

I can handle that.

[grunting]

There you go.

Huh?

Eh...

[snoring]

Uh, thanks a lot, pal.
Thanks a lot.

No one's ever pulled a thorn

out of my paw
like you pulled it.

You will be my bosom bud
for life and forever.

Oh, how hap-hap-happy
we will be because

we are such good friends.

[Mighty Mouse gagging]

Easy, big fella.

I'm grateful for your gratitude,

but a new day is dawning.

And a hero's work
is never done.

Wow. What a guy. What a guy.

My pal. My buddy.

My hero.

NARRATOR:
What's this?

Our hero is changing back

into his secret identity:

Mike Mouse.

ALL:
A cat!

[screaming]

[muttering]

Is it something I ate?

Uh...

Hiya, little buddy.

What are you doing here?

Uh, you saved my paw,
little buddy.

You made my ouch go away.

But that was in Cat Town.

This is Mouseville.

You'll never be
accepted here.

But... But...

You were my pal.

[sobbing]

All right, go on.

Get out of here.

Go home. Scat.

Shoo!

[sobbing continues]

Aw, all right.

Come on, big fella.

We're late for work.

Oh, boy! Oh, boy!
Oh, boy!

My buddy, my pal,
my hero!

We are going to be good friends
you and I,

because we are such good pals.

[Pearl clears throat]

PEARL:
All right, crew, another day,
another discharge

of duties demanded.

And let's take delight
in it, shall we?

Just remember,
we have schedules to meet,

quotas to fill and productivity
to produce.

I know you'll all do your best,
as usual.

And, as usual, feel free to do

even better.

[stool creaking]

[mice screaming]

[panicked chittering]

[screaming continues]

[sighs]

Something tells me it's going
to be one of those days.

[glass shattering]

[whistle blowing, clock ticking]

[clock dings]

[ticking slows]

[crickets chirping]

[yawning]

[yawning]

[stomach rumbling]

[slurping]

Mm-mmm.

[growling]

[gasps]

[chomping]

Hungry, big fella?

Mmm.

Limburger.

[belching]
Great, isn't it?

[muffled grunting]

[gulps]

You know, I've been thinking
about what you said.

How nobody likes you--
not even other cats.

Mmm.

I just can't figure
it out, Durf.

It's a real
stumper.

As far as I'm
concerned,

you're-you're not
such a bad guy.

As far as cats
go, anyway.

D... oh!

[sobbing]

You don't know

how much that means to me,
little buddy.

I-I'm beside myself
with joy.

[sobbing]

You're-you're-you're
the best pal

a guy ever had!
[honks]

[yawning]: Oh, well,
time to hit the sack.

[sighs]

[yawning]

[mumbling]

[boards creaking]

Well, little buddy,

good night.

[mice screaming]
NARRATOR:
Durf even began

to affect Mike's social life.

[munching]

[engine chugging,
whistle blowing]

Don't worry,
little buddy,

we can handle it.

MICE:
That cat with Mighty Mouse?!

NARRATOR:
Yes, they make quite a pair,
don't they, folks?

Indeed, their friendship is
difficult to ignore.

Soon, Mouseville
and Cat Town alike

are abuzz with the awful truth:

"Cat Seen With Mouse!!"

I really hate to do it, Mike.

But your new friend is simply
exerting too much

of a negative influence
on the other workers.

Pearl, you mean...?

Yes, Mike.
These are

your marching papers.

Oh, well,
it could be worse, Durf.

At least we still
have our home.

Evicted?!

NARRATOR: Oh, how
the Mighty has fallen...

with his new friend
right behind him.

But can this really be
their final fate?

Is this what they get

for breaking society's harsh
and petty rules?

Is this their reward

for simply trying
to cultivate a true

and steadfast friendship?

I guess it is.

Comfy, little buddy?

Ah, nevermore so,
Durf, big fella.

Aw, isn't that sweet?

[dog barking]

[clamoring and clattering]

Hold on, little buddy.

This one's on me.

[dog barking, growling]

[barking]

♪ Uh, here I come
to save the... day. ♪

Come on. Come on.
Put 'em up.

Let's go. Come on.

I'll take on you

and your mother, too.

Come on. Put 'em up.

Put 'em up.

[screaming]

My mitt! [sobbing]

I got a cactus in my mitt!

Uh, I know what to do.

[slobbering smooches]

Oh! Oh, oh, what a guy!
What a guy!

Oh, my pal,
my buddy, my hero!

[slobbering smooches]

Oh, wait up, little buddy.

I'm gonna be
your pal now.

We can go fishing,
we can chase cats together.

I mean, we can hang
out together.

I'll even introduce you
to my mother.

It'll be great, little buddy,
you'll see.

He sure saved our fur.

Yeah, and who woulda

suspected Durf was

a real live superhero?

He was just pretending

to be a schlemiel

so's he could protect

his secret identity.

Aw, I always said

he was a good egg.

Whew!

NARRATOR:
Ah, yes, the end
of a perfect day.

When after colossal effort
and heroic deeds,

even a super mouse
must have a super sleep

and super dreams.

SCRAPPY: ♪ Mr. Trouble never
hangs around ♪

♪ When he hears
this mighty sound ♪

♪ Here I come to save
the day ♪

♪ That means that Mighty Mouse
is on the way ♪

[shivering]

♪ Yes, sir, when there's a wrong
to right ♪

♪ Mighty Mouse
will join the... ♪

[clattering, grunts]

Hey, watch where you're sitting.

Shh! I've got
a splitting headache!

[whistle blows]

[creaking]

[motorcycle roars]

And just listen
to this stomach.

[grunting sounds]

Wow.

And my eyes!

I don't even want
to talk about my eyes!

Gee, it sounds like you're sick.

Yes, but I'm
the Tooth Fairy.

Tooth Fairies
can't afford to be sick.

I have to go
to one more house tonight.

What? You? Ah!

You're the
Tooth Fairy?

The person who sneaks
into kids' rooms

and gives them dollars
for their teeth?

That's you?
[screams]

Wait. Oh, I'm sorry.

Gee, hey, look,
why don't you get some rest,

give me the dollar, and I'll
get your last tooth for you?

Gee.
I know a dollar
is a lot of money,

but I guess this is
something extra special.

You? You would do that for me?

You... You wouldn't mind?

Oh, my eyes thank you,

my head thanks you,
and my stomach thanks you.

Here's everything you need.

You're sure everything's okay?

[wind howling]

I've heard of keeping up
with the news,

but this is ridiculous.

Now, how do I find number ten?

[wind howling]

[metal squeaking]

Hey, that's it-- number ten.

[snoring]

[whistling and snoring]

Hmm, pretty
big kid.

Beak-warmer for a
ten-foot canary?

Where's the tooth?

Oh, here it is.

[grunting]

Come on, kid.

Don't you want
your dollar?

[screaming]

[yelling]

[hooting]

[yelling]

No! No!

Ooh! Ooh!

[crying]

You!

Uh-Uh-Uh-Uh, he-he-here's
your-your-your dollar.

Dollar?

Dollar?!

I'll show you a dollar!

[cawing]

Look. Mine are all caps.

[panting]:
You know something?

I don't think
that was a little kid.

I think that was a witch.

[cackling]

Witch?

Why, yes.

You know, I might
just be a witch.

Of course I'm a witch, you twit.

Now, how's about
a drink, huh?

[laughs]

How's about,
let's warm it all up, huh?

[expl*sive rumbles]

Yes. Uh, oh, yes.

That's delightful, but...

but I'm afraid I can't stay.

I'll just have to...

[witch cackling]

[man laughing goofily]

[whimpers]

Fancy meeting you here.

[screaming]
Oh!

No!
[expl*sive rumble]

[man laughing goofily]

[panting]

I got to find another exit.

FEMALE VOICE:
Egg pit?
What's that?

MALE VOICE:
Well, let's see.

It's a pit full of eggs,
I guess.

Who said that?

FEMALE:
Shh! Did you hear that?

MALE:
Somebody's in the room!

Well, I don't
see anybody.

Huh?
Huh?

[screams]

[man cackling]

[woman and man laughing]

[screams]

[laughter]

MAN:
Whoever you are,

what kind of
clothing are you?

I'm not clothes.

I'm Scrappy.

Skimpy? Sounds like
a polyester blend.

Wha...?

Wha? What's a wha?

Maybe he's a scarf.

What do you mean, scarf?

I said I'm Scrappy.

I'm Scrappy.
Scarfy. Here
we go again.

He can't make up
his mind.

[clucking tongue]
Disorganized thinking.

You'll never find
your egg pit that way.

Stop! Look, we got to get out
of here before the witch comes.

Hmm.
Ha!

Well, I'm not going to hurry
just because some stupid...

Quick!

[rumbling]

[mocking]: "We got to get out of
here before the witch comes."

Well, maybe I can help you
on your way.

[screaming]

[screaming and laughter]

[braying]

[yelling]

[alarm ringing]

[clock ticking]
No. Hmm.

[laughter]

Gee, why should they be having
all the fun in there?

There must be something
I can do out here.

[expl*sive rumbling]

Oh.

Bakshi finally let me get
a nap in. Oh.

[loud, thudding footsteps]

[melody of Brahms' "Lullaby"]:
♪ Scare-a-bye and good fright ♪

♪ Wee little mouseling ♪

[screaming and laughter]

♪ Close your eyes,
hold your breath ♪

♪ You'll be scared
half to death ♪

No!

[others groaning]

♪ Hair and nose,
eyes in jar ♪

♪ May your nightmares come ♪

♪ True! ♪
[grunts]

Water.

The witch must have
let the spigots run.

[loud, thudding footsteps]

[snoring and sighing]

WITCH:
Up! Up!

Up and into the sky!

[wind howling]

[sputtering]

No!

[overlapping,
indistinct chatter]

[whimpering]

[whimpering]

Yikes!
[yelping]

[yelling]

Hold on.

We can't.

The water's too strong!

Oh, this is the end!

BOTH:
Good-bye, Scarfy!

Help!

Well, well, well.

What a wonderful
time we've had.

Drop in again sometime.

[cackling]

Help!

Mighty Mouse, help!

[groaning]
Help!

Mighty Mouse!

[groaning]

Mm.

That's not a dream.

That's the voice of my pal.

♪ Here I come to save the day! ♪

Mighty Mouse!

Mighty Mouse...

[witch giggling]

[cackling]

[expl*sive thuds]

[screams]

[wind whistling]

You can't beat me, Mighty Mouse.

I use magic.

And your powers are powerless
against magic.

Why are you doing this?

That brat stole
my tooth!

Is that all?

[whirring]

[drilling]

Oh!

Hmm... Hmm.

[gasps]

They're perfect!

[rattling]

Here's the tooth,
but from now on,

you'll have to do your own job.

Thanks, kid,
but now my job is done.

By the way, how do you like
my new clothes?

Huh?

[both laughing]