01x10 - Reigning Cats and Dogs

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Bark and scratch and Frisbee catch and

presidential pets. That's us. Changing to

the canines who drive suit up cars and

jets. Coming through took a sniffing

toilet sip and soar it through the sky. I

like it. They can do and quick review.

And who says dogs can fly?Not me.

Feeding, crashing, k*lling, scratching,

be it close and slow. Jason racing

down the road.

That's me! Puts shoes on posterior

His bots worse than his bite I'm

permission Shad is strong from head to

toe A cow through and through Row, row,

row Muzzle stack is gonna blow He's sure

a screw or two They fight more right both

day and night In every episode Let's

roll! Now it's time to hit the road

Good

Hunter's log. Stardate the day after

yesterday. We've been searching doggedly

for General Parvo. Bummer. There's

nothing here but empty space. Looking at

X-ray of Blitz's brain. Ooh

You know, weird boy. OK, keep it up,

exile, and the fighting of the mushy

parts will begin. Ew.

Blimey, this is odd. The sensors indicate

that Parvo's close. But the scanner shows

the field totally clear. Oh

boy. It's Parvo.

They never saw us coming, groomer. Yes,

General, those dogs are no match for your

brilliance. And and

your strength is more than theirs

combined. Go on.

And you are more of a man than they will

ever be. Yes, I am.

Battle stations, Rovers. Disengaging

Rovers saucer. Begin defensive maneuvers.

Let's lead them astray.

We might have to cancel our weekend

plans, auntie. But what about our golf

game?

Well, I guess you'll have to practice

your nine iron on parvo. That should tee

him off. We have

Purbulence. It's a black hole. Is

that a good thing?It is, if you want to

be compressed into oblivion. Cool.

Everything's under control, General. I'll

have us out of here as soon as I set new

coordinates. Right.

First, obliterate those dogs.

But the ship is breaking up. Don't

disappoint me.

Can you get us out of here, love?Give me

a minute. We don't have a minute. Oh,

then buckle up, Rovers.

Look! Harvo's ship! It is Kaputski!

Oh, that is so sad. HuhI

broke a nail. Oh. Let's

head home, Rovers.

Good, Groomer. We're losing the Rovers.

I'm trying, General. Don't

try. Do it.

I know you're disappointed, General, but

I'll make it up to you. I promise.

Actually, Groomer, there's a bright side

to all of this. There is. This

black hole was exactly what I've been

looking for. If I can harness its

power, I can build a device for

travelling through time. Why would you

want to do that?

You'll see. Oh, it's

great to be home.

Now time for a little zap in the Kino

mutator.

Oxygen. I need my oxygen.

You've got to stop these treatments,

General. I don't think they're helping

you.

Nonsense. It's

making me a better man.

Soon I'll be rid of my former feline

self, but that's not first priority now.

The time transporter is. We'll send this

little trinket to the past.

Everything's ready for our test, General.

November 1922.

A wonderful moment in history. I look

a little like an Oscar, don't I?

The tomb of Tutankhamun.

Who is this guy?

We've succeeded. As I knew

we would. Groomer, pack my bags.

I'm going back in time before Shepard

created those Road Rovers. Once I destroy

him, there'll be no master, and there'll

be only one transdogma fire.

Mine! Aye, aye, sad.

One last jolt for the road.

It's Parvo's headquarters.

We found him, crew! Out!

Get me out of here now.

Hold on, General!

Stupid cat.

No!My genital.

Gone. Forever.

No, Scout. This cat hasn't done anything

wrong. It's cold and hungry, that's all.

There, thereIt's OK, fella. How about a

nice bowl of milk, huh

See, Scout?He just wants to be friends.

Wait till the kids see you.

Eliminate the opposition. No.

Hello. Anyone up?

Hey, I know you. Didn't we meet on a

train one time?You're fluffy.

You're still at it?I thought you'd be

home by now. What is it with

you and that cat, Shepherd?You've been

bringing that stray into work for the

past three weeks. You mean boots?What

can I say?He adopted me.

Too bad I'm allergic to cats. Anyway, I'm

close to perfecting the transognifier.

Good. That machine's gonna. to make us

rich. We've been through this before,

Jeffrey. I'm not interested in profit.

The Transdogma Fire is meant only for the

good of the world. Right, right

So when do we start testing it?Soon. I've

been searching the world for potential

candidates, and several look very

promising. Hmm, very promising indeed.

Just remember, it takes more than dogs to

keep this project running. Takes funding,

and lots of it. And I appreciate

all the work you've done in getting those

government grants. I'd do what I can.

See you later, Professor.

Dr. Otitis needs to relax, Boots. Maybe

he should get a pet.

I'm telling you, it's a goldmine. That's

right. This transdogmifier can give dogs

awesome abilities. Sure, I can get the

plans to you for a price.

Professor Shepard?He won't know a thing

about it. Proof?Okay, I'll get you proof.

No one trusts anyone anymore.

Here we go.

Oh no, where's that mutt?

This isn't worth it.

Cat, dog, what's the difference?

Scout, boots, quiet down. I'm trying to

sleep.

Pipe down. This won't take long.

Meow. What did

I do?

It's a brand new world. Ah

SeeI built the Transdogmifier from

memory. You'll have an army of Kano

mutants. Are you sure this will work?

Yes, Boots. I told you, I hate that name.

Come up with something better. Yes, sir,

whatever you say. Now, to try it out. But

first, we need a volunteer. And I know

just the dog. Shepherd's

Pet. Scout?

Jeffrey, what are you doing?Whatever

Boots tells me to do. Boots. Boots is

back. Meow.

Yep. The cat came back, new and

improved. But now I'm a man.

No. Yes.

The dog's ready for mutation, Boot. Um,

Sir.

Kay, no mutant, huh

You failed, Otitus. That dog

wasn't trans-dogplified. He's just

nuts. Muzzle it.

Muzzle, you're needed.

Hi. Auntie, can I say it this time?

Okay, but say it like you mean it. Let's

muzzle 'em.

Man, oh man, there goes our G rating.

Blimey. Mother Nosh.

Score is always same. Bad guy

zero, muzzle takes all.

Look, it's the brother. Where's she up to?

But Boots, I can build another machine.

You're a complete failure. It's time to

get new help.

Reporting for duty, Sir. Who are you?They

call me the groomer. I'm here to serve

you, General Parvo. General

Parvo. I like the sound of that.

Somehow I knew you would. Here's your

first assignment, groomer.

Dispense with him. Aye, Sir. Well,

you need a little off the top and the

bottom and all around the edges.

No. Should I

follow him, Sir?I don't think you'll be

back. I like your style,

groomer. And I like yours,

General, but I'm not so sure about him.

Listen to this shepherd.

It'll be okay, Scout. It'll be okay.

Satisfied, Shepherd?I just want Scout

back. That dog means a lot to you,

doesn't he?He's... He's family.

Well, you can have him back as soon as

you hand over the final blueprints to the

Transdogmafire. Think it over, Professor,

but don't take too long. I might change

my mind. I

love being human.

What are those?

Road Rovers, General. I'll explain later.

You better come back with us, Parvo. You

don't belong here. I don't take orders

from dogs.

We can't lose that mutt. Is the only

bargaining chip we have.

Follow that Rottweiler.

Let's hit the road, Rovers.

This may not be the time to answer fan

mail, ShagIt's the past.

No, I'm losing contact with the Rovers.

I have to bring them back to the present

if I still can.

Yes, Shepherd, I have your dog.

Okay, Parvo, I'll give you the

blueprints. All I want is scout. We'll

do the exchange tomorrow night. Six

o'clock, your lab.

Don't trust Parvo. He's going to

double-cross you. Huh

Welcome back to the present. You did a

great job. But Parvo got away, Master.

We couldn't stop him. Yes, but you still

saved my life. We did?

How?With this.

Master, don't trust Parvo. He's going to

double-cross you. Love, Shag

Shag you've got a way with words.

Come on, we can still make our tee off

time.

You're good dogs.

One more pass, Mr. Gracie.

You're good, good dogs.