01x05 - Space Dogs/Pie in the Sky

[bunniefuu]

Today, two stupid dogs go to one of those

things you can't go to cause they're

having a story. Follow

me. I know a shortcut.

And on the super secret secret squirrel.

Two super dogs! Two

super dogs! Two super dogs!

Okay, now help me up. I'm

hungry. Okay.

Whoo! Ice cream!

Huh

Hey, where's the ice cream going?

Whoa!

Whoa!

The ice cream!

Buttons. Great, push 'em.

Maybe it'll open the door to the ice

cream.

No! Wrong button! Push that

one.

Hey, that must be the back door. Come on.

The ice cream must be in here somewhere.

Buttons.

Lots of buttons.

I like buttons. Yeah,

but I don't see any ice cream.

Lunch! Hit that one!

Okay.

My tummy's rumbling.

Ice cream! Yeah!

Somebody stop that ice

cream!

Pretty red button.

Green button.

Red button.

Hey, the ice cream.

Green?

Oh! Red.

What was that?

I think you ran over a dog.

I think you've been drinking too much

Tang.

Where's my ice cream?

Oh, there it is.

I'm telling you, it had one big eye and

it kept yelling about ice cream.

Now I don't know what flavor it wanted.

Hey, that's mine!

Give

me back my ice cream!

It was a dog. Hmm

Just one scoop. I'm not greedy.

Chocolate?Strawberry?Any flavor will do.

Put extra sprinkles on a sugar cone.

Please?

That's it. I'm through. I'm not chasing

that stupid ice cream anymore. I wouldn't

eat that ice cream if it walked up and

hit me right in the head.

HmmIce cream!

Ice cream, ice cream, I got my ice

cream. It's not a dream, what a team,

just me and my ice cream. Yeah, yeah,

whoa yeah!

Hey, this doesn't look like ice

cream.

Doesn't smell like ice cream either.

Tastes like caca!

What else is there to eat around here?

How about... some cheese?

Cheese! Go that way!

Where did you learn to drive anyway?

Hey, we'll catch up to Secret Squirrel

after this Super Secret

Secret Squirrel back in business.

Hello, good day and welcome racing fans

to the annual Charity Challenge 500.

Super speedster Hot Rodney is about to go

engine to engine with super secret agent

Secret Squirrel. Rodney's pit crew isn't

just monkeying around as they put the

finishing touches on Rodney's mega

cylinder supercharged Formula



presenting Hot Rodney.

Thank you very much. I appreciate

it.

And in lane #2, secret squirrel ready.

Really cool car.

Good luck, friend. You'll need it, seeing

as how I win this race every year. Well,

thank you kindly, foe. But it'll be me

that crosses that finish line first. It's

in the bag. Prepare

to lose, squirrely boy! Don't

get c*ck, dipstick. Bye-bye.

Mmm, boy,

get lonely.

Hey, look over there! It's Fred

Flintstone! Where?

Who can play at that corny game?

What?Corn!

Let's c*ck-a-doodle-don't and say we did.

Guards, harlot tricks. I'll drive him

into roadkill.

Dang, that really cool car of his is

beginning to irritate me.

Hey, Squire the boy. Catch. What's that

chicken got cooking this time?I've

been whipping up a little something to

ensure my victory. It's a simple little

old recipe. Kidnap one Moroccan mole,

wrap 'em up in dynamite, set the

timer, and kablooey! Moroccan

meatloaf. Now, I know you'll be

wanting to save your little buddy. Well,

he's on top of a big city tower, about



I guess it's your choice. You can lose

the race, or you can lose your friend.

No time to lose. First, I'll bring that

foul foul to a stop.

Now to save Morocco.

No cup. No stop.

No!

What?No! Uh..

Change!

Say, Morocco, that's a dynamite

belt. Unbuckle it, quick, before I

go kablooey.

Ohh Right in the nick of time, just like

the hero you are, butWhat about the

race?Well, you can't win 'em all,

Morocco. Now, that's not the

super-secret agent I know talking. You

never give up, secret. You're right,

Morocco. We're not finished till we cross

that finish line.

That's my secret.

HuhHuhEat our dust, rooster boy. And to

put the pedal to the metal.

There's the finish line. Oh, he's

gaining on a secret.

We'll have to lose some weight. No

problem. You drive, I'll screw drive.

He's still gaining. He's

getting closer. Whoopsie.

And the winner is... Hot Rodney!

Good show, boys.

Nice raise, boys. Or should I

say, loser boys.

Clearly, I am the winner.

Congratulations. And let me be the one to

present you with this victory belt.

I guess I earned it, seeing as how I won

and all. Well, we'll see you at the

races, squirrely boy.

Two stupid dogs got a break.

Now on with the show.

Pie. Pie. It is pie. I

love pie. Where is it?Where is it?

Where's the pie?

In the sky. Oh my, that's pretty high.

We still have to try.

Hi!

Well, here we are. Where's the

bars?Must be around here somewhere.

Looked like the kind of guys who could

use this! The handy-dandy little

Jim Ratchet set. Ain't she a beaut?

What am I saying?How could I

have been so foolish?Well, I can tell by

looking at you that you sirs are not

ordinary do-it-yourselfers. We're not. Of

course not! What

discriminating shoppers like you need is

the handy-dandy bigger jam racket set.

Jazzlin, eat it. Just look at all them

shiny bits. What do you think?

Actually, we wanted some pie. I know

exactly what you mean. You want something

more substantial.

Like our all-new Rache

Vanity. It's got a whole selection of

heavy-duty sockets and features this

natural light illuminator, which

bathes your workspace in a soft amber

light to give it a healthy glow. What do

you think?It's nice, but...

Still not satisfied?Maybe this will be

better suited to your home handyman

needs. The

Super Deluxe Ultra Ratchet comes with

more 22,000 chromium plated

pieces. What more could you

want?Where's

the pie?Oh yeah! How do we get to the pie

in the sky restaurant?Easy!

Just say, charge it.

Charge it.

He said it was upstairs. I still don't

see any pie. You see any pie?

Nope.

So when your pet's hungry, try Mew Mew.

Look, food. It

looks so.

You can come out now. Is the cat gone?

Yep. Good. Plus,

if there were any cats around here,

I'd... And then I'd...

Just let me at 'em, I'd k*ll 'em.

Yip! If you lock that chair, gentlemen,

you'll love this-in.

How about climbing aboard for a test

ride, big fella?

This is our top-of-the-line model.

They've got almost all the bugs worked

out of it. Just sit back,

relax, and prepare to

enjoy the state-of-the-art inciting

satisfaction.

Whew! Is it over?Not yet!

Whoa! What do

you say, boys?Cash or charge?

Charge it! Charge it!

sir! Pilot to Bombardier! Pilot to

Bombardier! Drop 'em!

Pardon me, sir, but this is girl stuff.

No menfolk allow. Wouldn't want to give

away our beauty secrets, would we, duh

Shoo now. All right, Gary,

let's beautify!

Well, a snip-snip here, and a snip-snip

there, and a couple of tra-la-las! I

didn't know what all the fuss was about.

All I wanted was a piece of pie.

HuhUh, in for our fitting, are

we?

Right this way.

I think I've got just the thing. Of

course, we'll have to take in the inseam

a bit and taper the shoulders.

There, what do you think?

Uh, charge it.

Sold.

I don't believe it. We finally made it. I

must be dreaming. Pinch me so I know I'm

not dreaming. Ouch! Hotter.

Table for two, monsour.

Merci.

Right this way, monsour.

Carry me.

Man, this is the life. Yep.

And how would Monsieur like to pay?To pay?

Darn it!

OK, dogs, here comes a break.