01x05 - The Bagmouse/The First Deadly Cheese

[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:
There comes a time
in every young boy's life

when he falls in love
for the first time.

SCRAPPY:
Wow.

If only I had a board like that.

SCRAPPY:
In our last episode,

the evil cats were
on the prowl.

[laughing]

[laughter]

SCRAPPY:
But never fear, because
the Bronze Boarder is here.

What's that?

[cheering]

SCRAPPY:
All in a day's work
for this wipeout wonder.

And for your unselfish
display of bravery,

it is with great pleasure
that I present you

with our highest honor,

the Right Cross.

[cheering]

Thank you, Mr. President.

Thank you, ladies and gentlemen.

You're beautiful.

[electrical buzz]

Hey, what's the big idea?

Daydreams and fantasies
are one thing, kid.

But what you's need
is some real action.

Real action?

Nah, no thanks.

I've never cared much
for mud wrestling.

Nah, nothing like that.

All you's got to do
is to deliver this bag

to Maxie at this address,

and the quarter's yours.

Is it a deal?

Yes, sir, Mister, you got it.

[laughs]

Oh, boy.

Oh, boy, a whole quarter!

Little more real action
like this,

and I'll be able
to afford that keen skateboard.

[laughter]

Special delivery
for Maxie.

Step right in, kid.

[man laughing maniacally]

[teeth chattering]

Excuse me, sir, but I'm
looking for Mr. Maxie.

Very pleased to meat you.

Let me tender my greetings.

And you seem to have a taste
for business. Ah!

Let me introduce myself.

You are speaking
to none other

than Maxwell Paddington
in the flesh.

Yeah? Well,
you sure got a lot of it.

[munches, laughs]

I believe you have
something for me.

Oh, yeah.

Here you go.

Uh, isn't there something
in that bag

for me?

Indeed there is,
my precocious little rug rodent.

Indeed there is.

[laughing]

[screams]

Well, look what
the cat dropped in.

[cat yowling]

All right, you mice,

you're gonna go
for a little ride, see?

That means you,
too, old man.

Papa!

[loud, thudding footsteps]

At last, boys,
our first full,

full load of hot mice
in the bag.

It's about time this franchise
started Maxie-mizing

its potential.

BOTH:
Hail to the chef!

[goofy laugh]

Maxie's Big Cat.

Ah, soon there will thousands
of these signs

all over the country.

And maybe
a few restaurants, too.

I see a chain
of Big Cat outlets

full of happy, eager employees.

Happy and eager employees?!

Son, I understand
your problem.

Once I was a molasses-tailed,
inept, lethargic,

slovenly bum
just like you,

but then I grew up!

Now, get that
floor clean!

Hoo, hoo, hey,
no, you, ugh!

[indistinct chatter]

Now I want all of
you to remember...

[munching]

...to work together
as a unit,

we must have
self-control.

[munches]

Self-discipline is the key.

[slurping]

Biff, Buff,

send up the first batch
of mice.

We're about ready
to open!

BOTH:
Yes, Your Hugeness.

Don't they realize
that I'm on a strict diet?

My self-control is better
than ever!

[whirring]

Is this where I get my quarter?

Are you kidding?

This is the end
of the line.

They're gonna make burgers
out of us.

Gosh, now I'll never get
that keen skateboard.

Aw!

Burgers... h*!

[horn blaring]

[whooshing]

[hissing]

Hey, but all I wanted
was a napkin.

Oh!

Well, now that that's over with,

I have some important matters
to take care of.

[laughs]

[munching]

And how's my itty bitty
little birdy wordy today?

[cawing]

[playing classical music,
bird singing]

Number... Number...

Number 27.

That's me! That's me!

What am I cheering for?

NARRATOR:
Is this the end
of brave little Scrappy?

Is he doomed to be fast food
for a feline?

This looks like a job
for Mighty Mouse.

[bell ringing]

[brakes screech]

Gosh, am I hungry.

There's got to be a restaurant
around here somewhere.

Ah, there's one.

Mm, what an interesting-looking
mailbox.

[crowd chatter, upbeat
instrumental music playing]

Ooh, this place seems to be
popular with the teenage crowd.

Ah, to be young again.

[cash register bell dings]

One mouse
with cheese?

Coming right up.

Here you are.

Thank you.
Who's next?

[screams]

Why, why, hello,
Mighty Mouse.

What can we do
for you today?

Um, I'll have a Big Ralph,
please.

Why, why, yes, yes.

Coming right up.

Give me that.

Here you are,
Mighty Mouse.

And there's no charge.

Oh, well, thank you very much.

I do have
a rather large appetite.

Hi, Mighty Mouse.

Scrappy, what are you
doing in my burger?

They did it, Mighty Mouse.

They're catching mice
and selling them as fast food.

The things you got to do
to earn a quarter these days.

Oh, no.

A dissatisfied customer.

[cash register bell dings]

Stop him!

Stop Mighty Mouse!

[squeaking]

Get Mighty, you guys.

[brakes squeaking]

Hey, I wanted cheese on this.

[cheering]

What's going on here?!

What?!

[gasps]

A straw with no paper!

[gasps]

Relish on the counter!

[gasps]

Oh, no!

Special sauce on the cups!

[gasps]

[grumbling]

Who is responsible for this?!

♪ I cannot tell a lie ♪

♪ It is I! ♪

You?

You!

I'll-I'll-I'll...

I'll-I'll teach you to
mess up my restaurant!

[laughing maniacally]

[laughing continues]

[gasps]

[liquid gurgling, hissing]

Scrappy, where are you?

Here I am.

But where's that Maxie guy?

I... I feel like a new-new cat.

Why, the steam must have
thinned you down.

How... How could I
have opened this place?

We've got
to let the poor mice go

and close it up at once.

Those poor little darlings.

And that is how I managed
to lose weight with Fat Cats,

and today... today,
I want to tell you

how you, too,

can become a thinner
and happier feline.

Gosh, Maxie turned out
to be a really swell guy.

Yes, and his restaurant
has been shut down for good.

It's just too bad

I never made enough money
to buy that skateboard.

[clicks tongue, sighs]

Ready for your next mission,
Bronze Boarder?

Oh, boy!

The Cat Buster!

The Bronze Boarder
flies again!

[mice cheering]

NARRATOR:
What can this black dot be
on the horizon?

Why, it's Mighty Mouse.

No ordinary mouse.

This is a champion of a mouse.

He's the mightiest mouse
in the universe.

Wha...?

What's going on?

Feel... strange.

[groans]

What could this possibly be?

Nothing can hurt our hero.

Whatever that is,
it's powerful stuff.

I'd better get myself a checkup.

What's this?

Can it be?

Yes, it's the sinister specter

of that bovine bad guy...

the Cow.

Can I believe my eyes?

This is too good to be real.

I must get a closer look.

Finally!

A mutant dairy product that can
fight back against Mighty Mouse.

This must be Limburgerite.

I've heard about this.

[laughs]

[laughter continues]

[snoring]

Oh, we got a patient!

We got a patient
at last!

[laughs]

Now, Mighty Mouse,

try to stop it within
the red line.

[bell clanging]

[engine chugging,
whistle blowing]

[steam hissing]

Hmm.

Now, read the chart.

E-A-F-Y-T-W-R

P-S-Q-U-T-V.

How'd he do?

Not so hot, Doc.

Look into this microscope,
Mighty Mouse.

You've got traces

of Limburgerite
in your system.

Your white cells are
fighting it off.

Limburgerite?!

It's your one weakness,
Mighty Mouse.

But I'm scheduled to lift a
building tomorrow for charity.

You can take lots of strain,
Mighty Mouse.

But you can't be exposed
to too much Limburgerite.

I'm putting you on a
Limburgerite-free diet.

[groans]

This stuff is pure gold!

How can I best use it
to trap Mighty Mouse?

[whistling]

What's this?

"Mouseville factory foreperson
Pearl Pureheart leads crusade

for Mighty Mouse to move
orphanage tomorrow."

Pearl Pureheart.

That's it!

[laughs]

Well, I may not know art,
but I know what I like.

It's the work
of a virtuoso intellect.

[chuckles]

Not a hoofprint
in sight.

I'll lure Mighty Mouse
with this pseudo Pearl,

then expose him to Limburgerite.

Ha! Once the mice are stripped
of their champion,

I can make them stop eating
cheese for good!

[phone rings]

Mighty Mouse here.

Hello, this is Bat-Bat.

I'm passing on a friendly
bit of information

from one superhero
to another.

Swell! What is it?

That cur the Cow has
escaped from prison,

and he's been spotted in
your neck of the woods.

Thanks, Bat-Bat.

I'll keep an eye peeled.

Maybe two.

[beeping]

Good gravy.

There's that Holstein
heavy now.

And he's got Pearl!

Ha! Come on! Come and get me!

Come and get me,
you super cheese eater!

[laughing]: Yeah!

Uh, moo!

♪ Here I come to save the day. ♪

It was a trick.

Don't worry, Pearl.

I'll get you out--

Hey.

What the...?

Limburgerite!

This is the end, Mighty Mouse!

You miserable milquetoast!

[laughs]

He's finished!

He's finished!

[sinister laugh]

Moo!

[sinister laugh]

[groans]

[coughs]

I-I must get out.

[groans]

♪ Here... ♪

This is, oh, too intense.

My heat vision.

If it still works,
it's my only chance.

[faint buzzing]
This can't be.

I'm Mighty Mouse!

Mightiest mouse
in all the universe.

Now, to finish the job.

This will be my ticket
out of here.

I've gotta get plenty of rest

before I lift that
building tomorrow.

[Cow whistling]

What?!

It can't be!

That infernal rodent
must've escaped!

This is the last straw!

Nobody can outsmart the Cow!

I'll fix that mouse
once and for all!

♪ ♪

[flies buzzing]
Attention, troops!

[buzzing]

Behold.

In just a few hours,
our greatest chance

to publicly humiliate Mighty
Mouse will be upon us.

And you guys are gonna help me
seal Mighty Mouse's fate.

[buzzing]

Voilà!

Time-release
Limburgerite.

[buzzing]

You, my brave little cow flies,

will carry this gem
to Mighty Mouse,

and while he's asleep...

you'll sew the Limburgerite
into his cape.

[sinister laugh]

[flies buzzing]

[Mighty Mouse snoring]

[snoring, whistling]

♪ Here I come to save the day. ♪

[snoring continues]

[buzzing]

[mumbling]: ♪ Thank goodness
Mighty Mouse is on the way. ♪

At exactly noon today

the lease runs out on the land

that this half of the Twin
Towers Orphanage stands on.

[all booing]

But I've arranged for Mighty
Mouse to lift the tower

and place it atop the other
half of the orphanage--

which is on the land
we own permanently.

[all cheering]

Take it away,
Mighty Mouse!

Nothing to it, Pearl.

Better hurry, Mighty Mouse.

My crew starts tearing up
the land in three minutes

at noon sharp.

Relax, guys,
it's plenty of time.

I'll have this baby out of here
before you can say...

[grunting]

Before you can
say what?

I don't know.

It's probably Latin.

You know these
intellectuals.

[grunting]

This thing's a lot heavier
than I thought.

[grunting]

[bell tolling]

[whistle blowing]

[mechanical whirring]

Ol' hard hat heifer.

[sinister laugh]

That's me.

Take this, Mighty
Mouse!

[cackling]

[all gasping]

[muffled groan]

[grunting]

Look! He's okay!

Mighty Mouse will do it!

You'll see.

Too heavy.

Losing my...

grip.

I know you can do it,
Mighty Mouse.

Come on.

NARRATOR:
It looks bad for Mighty Mouse,
friends.

He is taxing his muscles
to the maximum now,

stretching his lungs
to the limit

just to keep a grip
on the building.

MOUSE: Hey, look,
it's pulling him down.

Mighty Mouse
can't do it.

He is not strong enough,
after all.

[crying]

Oh, please, don't let go,
Mighty Mouse.

I... can't...

hold it.

[groans]

[clunk]
What's that?

Limburgerite in my cape!

Well, no wonder.

♪ Here I come to save the day. ♪

[mice cheering]

Yay, what a catch!

Mighty Mouse
did it!

[all cheering]

You bet he did!

But does he have to make
everything such a cliff-hanger?

Some people just won't follow
their doctor's advice.

There.

Too bad they'll have to pay
twice the property tax now,

but at least I saved the day.

There was something
particularly bovine

about that crane operator.

Aw, no!

Here comes that
repugnant rodent.

Moo!

Do me a favor, Mighty Mouse.

Don't say it.

Just don't say it.

You mean don't say I'm taking
you back to the hoosegow?

[groaning]