02x01 - Top of the Heap/Stunt Double Trouble/Surfer Supreme/Kabuki Cat

[bunniefuu]

And just where do you two
think you're going, hmm?

This here barge is our turf.

Unless you two are looking
to challenge us for it.

Ooh, did somebody
say, "challenge?"

Okay. Okay, here's
how it works.

You compete in a series of skill and
strength tests, each worth one point.

Whoever has the highest score at
the end is declared Top of the Heap.

And whoever loses gets
tossed in the drink.

And since this is rat turf,
we'll play by rat rules.

Let the games begin!

Tough luck, kitty.

Rat rules means no rules.

Anything goes.

-Foul! Foul! Foul! He fouled me!
-Hey, this guy's cheating!

Like
I said, rat rules.

We have a new Top of the Heap!

See you later, suckers.
We're Top of the Heap.

Kings of the Hill.

Think again, chump.

Ah, the actor's life, huh?

Let's hope there's
donuts at the audition.

Listen up, everybody. No
cat calls today, just dogs.

I gotta
find some acting work.

I'm not spending another
night sleeping in the alley.

That is the last
straw. Get out of my kitchen!

Get off my foot, cat!

Late again, Tom!

Hey, buddy, you look
like you had a hard day.

Trouble at home?

Your girl throw you over?
Local dog hassling you?

I got a proposition.

For the measly price of today's
room and board, I can be your double

A lookalike that takes
on all your daily grief.

'Cause I'm a pro, I can take it.

I can do stunts, martial arts,
fancy footwork. You name it.

Now, where do you live, so I
can go start living your life?

Jackpot! See you tomorrow.

Is this the best you can do?

Tell you what I'll do.

I'll give you a
ten-second head start.

Took
you long enough.

You know what? I'm bored.

Did you just slap me?

I most certainly did.

Hey there, Tommy boy.

I saw a nice, big tuna fish in
that garbage can over there.

Fantastic. I love tuna fish.

Since when do you talk?

If there's one thing I
don't like, it's a liar.

Well, well, well. From what paradise
did this exquisite beauty emerge?

Since when do you talk?

Oh, Tom.

That's the most beautiful
song I've ever heard.

I just wrote it.
I call it "You."

Care to join me for dinner?

You're such a gentleman.

Tuna fish, how romantic.

Nothing but the
best for my lady.

Not now, Mom.

I'm trying to get some sleep.

Hey!

Oh, it's you.

Do you mind? I need to get
a little more shut eye.

Oh, so you want
me to leave, huh?

Well, guess what?
I'm not going.

I like being you.

Frankly, I'm better
at it than you.

Tom? And Tom?

Don't be fooled by this
impostor, my darling.

I'm the real Tom.

See? What did I tell you?

Accept no substitutions.

Back out with the
trash, you freeloader.

Same goes for you.

Now what are we gonna do?

That was fun. Call
me anytime, cousin.

Now let's see. Where were we
before all this excitement?

Oh, yeah.

♪ Surfer
Supreme Surfer Supreme ♪

♪ Who's gonna be The
Surfer Supreme? ♪

♪ Now, we heard there's a party
Going on at the Jersey Shore ♪

♪ But it ain't the beach bods ♪

♪ Or the sun and sand
We came here for ♪

♪ Everybody gather At
this beach locale ♪

♪ To be an eyewitness
To a battle royale ♪

♪ You'll be the hot-doggin'
Wave-ridin' Surfer Supreme ♪

♪ Hot-doggin' Wave-ridin'
Surfer Supreme ♪

♪ They see The
Dude and The Ace ♪

♪ Have the waves All
quaking in fear ♪

♪ They send the waves
Quaking in fear ♪

♪ Your nugs run and hide ♪

♪ Whenever either
one Comes near ♪

♪ Water runs When it
don't hide in fear ♪

♪ From Shipstern
Bluff To Waimea Bay ♪

♪ Praia do Norte
Or Mavericks, CA ♪

♪ You'll be the hot-doggin'
Wave-ridin' Surfer Supreme ♪

♪ Hot-doggin' Wave-ridin'
Surfer Supreme ♪

♪ Well, the Dude and The
Ace Had to put to rest ♪

♪ Any question of
Who was the best ♪

♪ And their fans could
Cheer and scream ♪

♪ Our guy's the Surfer
Supreme! Surfer Supreme ♪

♪ Cut to the pipeline ♪

♪ They're revving up
Their racing board ♪

♪ They're gonna have A
race on those boards ♪

♪ The first to cross
The finish line ♪

♪ Wins the Supreme reward ♪

♪ It's how it works, you
win You get the reward ♪

♪ The loser has to burn
His surfboard black ♪

♪ Then leave the beach
And never come back ♪

♪ And hail the hot-doggin'
Wave-ridin' Surfer Supreme ♪

♪ Hot-doggin' Wave-ridin'
Surfer Supreme ♪

♪ They hit the home stretch
Both knowing it was do or die ♪

♪ They had no option
It was do or die ♪

♪ One bound for glory One
for a dish of humble pie ♪

♪ Since you eat
that humble pie ♪

♪ The loser would Never
ride a wave again ♪

♪ The winner gets a condo
On the beach in Spain ♪

♪ And be the hot-doggin'
Wave-ridin' Surfer Supreme ♪

♪ Hot-doggin' Wave-ridin'
Surfer Supreme ♪

♪ If you love boards
And water, too ♪

♪ There's only one sport
In the world for you ♪

♪ And you could be ♪

♪ The hot-doggin'
Wave-ridin' Surfer Supreme ♪

♪ Hot-doggin' Wave-ridin'
Surfer Supreme ♪

Sounds like your show was
a big hit, Mr. Tsubuya.

I hope you enjoyed your visit.

I thank you
and hope to return again soon.

Now let's hurry.

The car for the airport
is here. Here is your tip.

Oh, why, thank you!

Rongeurs irrespectueux.

Foolish feline of limited intelligence.

Why don't you admit that you are inferior
to all beings, most of all, mice?

Give up and go home before you
dishonor yourself even more!

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