01x10 - Cat In The Beanstalk / The Great Chase

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Who's the sassiest, frassiest, classiest

cat?

Heathcliff. Who's

got charm?Who's got warmth?Who's got

style?You can bet he'll never get caught

in the dog catcher's net. Heathcliff.

Who's light on his feet?A whiz of

disguise?Who'll steal a mackerel right

under your eyes?Heathcliff.

Here come his friends, a trio of creeps.

dingbat. Blah, blah! The vampire dog. The

Spari of the Skeleton. And that

jack-o'-lantern of all trades, nobody.

It's the Heathcliff and Dingbat Show.

This is depression. Yes, we haven't

blocked the passenger all week.

Oh, boy, I think we got our first one.

We've got to get the stolen diamonds to

the Okefenokee Swamp by five o'clock to

meet our contacts.

What's that?Can we check your baggage,

please?It's in the trunk.

Hmm, I can't seem to get it out, Scare

Rib. Leave it to me.

Put that down. Okey-dokey.

Are you ghouls okay?You

numb-headed dim skull, get that trunk to

the plane.

Now boarding

Trans-Transilvania Weird

Airlines. Flight



I've never seen a plane like that before.

You creeps get us to the Okefenokee Swamp

by five o'clock or else!

Okey-dokee to the

Okefenokee!

Purrs like a kitten.

Now, fasten your

creepblouse.

Let me adjust your seats for you.

Comfy?Why, you.

Who's flying this crate?

Nobody.

Let's see. The Okefenokee Swamp

is here and we're way up in the sky

over here. The

passengers want service thing back. Put

her on auto monster pilot. Sure

thing, love. Now

we're in good hands.

Dingbat! Serve the horror d'oeuvres.

Blood, of course!

Here, try some yummy coffin,

g*y. Uh-oh, loud.

Yarrr!

Here, try some creepy hot cocoa. Shane

wins!

Okay, Fat Brain, the passengers are

starving. What did you do with their

goodies?Uh, coming right up, no

bloody. Or should I say

down?Yummy! My favorite

upside-down cake! Blah, blah,

blah!

Why you bloated Fat Bumbler?Can't you do

anything right?Well, look at this map.

According to this arrow, we're going in

the opposite direction of the swamp. I

can fix that. Now we're heading

straight for the swamp.

Why, you bonehead.

Get that Trump back in a safe place, or

it's continents for all of this.

Certainly. I'll just put it in this

closet. Ohh

That ought to take care of it. Get those

creeps.

Who do you think you are?Scraping the

great Dingblatt and his creepy pals.

We're notorious diamond smugglers,

that's who. I

was hoping you wouldn't say that!

And now to send you creeps into the wild

blue yonder!

Dakram!

Spare Rib, do something before they catch

us!

They'll never catch us! Bye

bye! Bye bye! Yay!

Time to blail out!

We're all washed up!

Our plane is ruined. We're out of

business. I wonder when the next flight

leaves from the Okefenokee Swamp. I

don't know. Bloody bladder blee

soon!

We now return with The Heathcliff and

Dingbat Show.

La-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la! Oh! Now,

whatcha got in the bag, Toots?Stop that,

you ruffian! Ooh Oops.

I'll dry you up. You ain't hurting yet.

Hey, what's that?It's the one, the

only... Super

Cat. Up to your

old tricks, eh, Dirty Derwood?Meow! Letme

out of here! Me too! Me too

much! Super Cat,

that's your serviceman. Excuse me a

moment. Let

this be a lesson to you, Dirty Derwood.

Now be on your way.

Oh, Supercat, you were

super. True. And I

owe it all to cat food, the

super energy food for all us

supercats. Supercat?

Foey. I could do that superhero stuff.

I can be as swashbuckling as any cat. I

can s'wash, and I can buckle.

Ta-da! Hey,

what's this?HmmStella

Studio is holding auditions in search of

a super puss. I'll just inform

them that I'm available.

Hello,

dum-da-doo-doo-doo.

My word! Heathcliff is acting mighty

peculiar. Hmm..

Auditions at Stella Studios.

I'd better go with him to see that nobody

takes advantage of the poor little

innocent thing.

yes very nice

don't call us we'll call you

next this is my talented

Heathcliff yes and relax

young man cat nothing to

be nervous about we're all your friends

here that's what he thinks

the stage is yours

maestro

Not bad. Not bad.

He's good. Yeah, too good.

Well, don't just sit there. If you want

to be a star, go do something.

They're funny. It doesn't look like

rain.

Oh, be careful, Heathcliff.

Presto. Like to see that

feline flea trap top this finish.

Clever. Very clever.

You're just what we've been looking for.

Super puss. Super

puss, ehWell, when we get through with

him, he'll be super dupe.

Now this scene should be right up your

alley. Right up my alley, he says.

Obviously he don't know my neighborhood.

OK, let's get it right the first time.

Action! Help! Save me!

Help! Hang on, lady. Super

Puss is on his way.

When we get close enough, Snip iscapable.

Look out behind you, eglyphs! Well,

what do you know?If it isn't the Flying

Dumbonies...

Cousin Butch, you missed!I'll shrink them

down to size.

Help! Save me! Have no

fear, dear! Super Puss is here! Oh,

yee, Cliff! You are so

super puss! Uh, yeah, I know.

And I owe it all to these scrumptuously

yummy kitty crackles! Beautiful,

beautiful Super Puss! The

sponsorsFirst, then save the gal.

The gal?Oops, I forgot the gal.

Help! Save me! Now let's

see if this cat food is as good as I'm

supposed to say it is. I yell for help

and what do I get?A shower of kitty

crackles.

Now, uh, add a little cream for moisture.

He's got a funny way of saving a gal.

No use hanging around here anymore.

Hey, you going my way?

My hero. Oh,

Heathcliff, my poor Angel. Are you

hurt?Nice work, Heathcliff, baby.

Now, in this next scene, you overpower



the gal. Oh, no, you don't. You're

not involving my delicate and sensitive

Heathcliff with any 30 gorillas.

She's right. You know, 30 gorillas is

hardly a match for Super Puss Heathcliff.

Hurry up, creeps. This is our first

newspaper story, and we've got a deadline

to meet. Right on, Chief. Just about

finished. Just one more

page to go. Hey, what the?

And the forecast gets hot. Tomorrow is

gloomy with a 200% chance of

thunder showers.

Why, you bat-brained dim mutt, I ought

to-- Where are those creep reporters?

Oh, here you are. Listen, you creeps,

I'm tired of being outdone by the Daily

Star. You creeps, get me the exclusive

story on the mysterious cat burglar or

you're fired. All

right, creeps, let's go out and get that

story. The

cat burglar was last seen in this

vicinity. Hey, look at that kitty

climbing up the side of that building.

That's not a kitty. That's the cat

burglar. Come on, creeps.

No one can keep up with the cat

burglar.

Move it, Smerit. Up there is our first

big story. Yeah, and down there

is 10 blig stories.

Excuse me. We're from the press, Mr. Cat

Burglar, and we'd like to ask you a few

questions. Certainly. I

always like to cooperate with members of

the press. What do you feel is the

secret to your success?Agility,

ingenuity, and the right tools for

the job. I seem to have misplaced my

suction cup dress remover. No

problem. You can use mine.

Thanks.

We're going to use our creep camera trap

to sneak a picture of that sneaky cat

burglar. Now, this time, no goof ups.

But nobody. How does it work?Simple.

When the cat burglar opens the safe door,

it pulls this string. The string pulls

this lever, which sends the cannonball

down the chute. It hits this gong, which

will wake up the sleeping dragon. He'll

breathe fire on this rope. This rope will

burn through, which will release this

cauldron of water. The water will pour

out into this bathtub. The teeter-totter

will go down, which will pull this chain

that lifts the lid on the coffin. What

happens then?It's obvious, you

numbskull. The hand comes out and

presses the button on the camera.

Dingbat, focus the camera. Yes,

Bloss.

No creep's going to take a picture of

me. I'll fix them.

Just one last check. Hey,

buddy, what you doing?Oh,

we're setting a trap for the cat burglar.

Oh, yeah?How does it work?

Oh, it's simple. When the cat burglar

opens the safe, it pulls this rope and...

HmmThis cat burglar looks very

familiar. That's not the cat burglar.

That's Dingbat. There's the real

cat burglar. Those creeps will

never keep up with me. He's getting

away. If we don't get his picture, we're

out of a job. Never peer.

Dingblat is here. I'll just fly out there

and snap his picture. Up,

up, in the road.

Get up, up, and off your dump. Spare

him. We need some transportation. You got

it.

Just a little blip closer, Terry.

That's close enough. Yeah.

That was a close one.

Very of you nitwim.

That's the last time I'll see those

pesky reporters. Watch the

bloody. We got his

picture! We got his picture! We got it!

Oh, boy! We got the exclusive

story! I just hope the other paper didn't

be as to it! Stop the presses!

Here's the exclusive story on The Cat

Burglar! Why,

thanks! Boy, is our editor ever gonna

be surprised! Hey,

you creeps!What are you doing

here?We just turned in our

exclusive story. We even beat the other

paper to it. You numbskulls,

this is the other paper. Oops!

But don't worry, creeps. You're still

gonna make the front page.

Yeah. YeahCreeps clobbered

by editor.

But nobody! We were gonna have our very

own headlines! Keep runnin', Bonebrain,

or we're gonna have our very ownheadaches!

We now continue with The Heathcliff and

Dingbat Show.

Doo-dee-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo.

Now let's see what I can swipe for lunch

from the fish market. Wow, what a long

line. And they're all going into

Schultz's Fish Market. Ohh

Greetings, officer. What's the big

attraction?Old Schultz has got the

largest fish he ever caught on display in

there. This I gotta see.

Gangway, excuse me. Wow.

Now, that's what I call the King Kong of

codfish. Oh, no, not you,

Heathcliff. Shoo, go away.

Officer, throw this fish snapper out of

here. Out you go, you phony farouk.

And stay out, or I'll run you in for

fishy intentions.

I shall retain. And you can count on

that. Not to worry. Your fish market has

been equipped with the latest burglar

alarm.

Always knew these sardine can keys would

come in handy.

Uh oh. Let's not get grabby, Buster.

Okay, you've made your point.

I can sleep good tonight.

A classic case of overconfidence if I

ever saw one.

Wow, what a whopper.

It's not very heavy. Just

awkward. Hey,

Hey come on back here. What are you,

flying fish?Oh no, not the old

phony inflated balloon fish trick.

Wow! A fish that eats trucks!

Abandon ship! This

little setback won't stop the Great

Heathcliff. Hmm,

come to Bubba, you fabulous flounder!

Who's there?Oops, I gotta hide.

Open wide.

OK, I know you're in here.

Oh, I guess I must have been dreaming.

What's that?A

sneezing fish?Uh-oh. I better

head upstream.

Come back with my fish, you hearing I

stop.

Yeah, old Heathcliff tried all night long

to get that fish, but I outsmarted

him. Good

morning, ma'am.

Time out for a snack.

Delicious.

It can't be a crime to take old Schultz's

fish, 'cause they say crime don't pay.