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Yippee-yi-yo-kay-yay, galloping all the way, here comes quick draw the draw.
Kellogg's, the best to you each morning, from Kellogg's. Yippee-yi-yo-kay-yay,
galloping all the way, great big star on his chest.
Out draws all the rest, fast as gold in the west.
Yippee-yi-yo-kay-yay, riding around the way, here comes quick draw the draw.
brought to you by Kellogg's your best choice in cereals the best to you each
morning
I wonder what that boy of mine is up to.
Hoo, hoo, hoo.
Hoo, hoo, hoo.
Oh, that's a very funny story.
Oh, Oggy boy.
Oh, that's my dear old dad calling me.
Hooty-doo.
And a hooty-doo to you, too.
Do my ears deceive me? Or do I hear some hooten-tooten going on in here?
who wouldn't talk because he didn't give a hoot.
You get it?
Yeah, I get it. But I don't give a hoot either.
Why aren't you doing your nature study homework, negligent son of mine?
Oh, the utter shame of it. My own dear father has no sense of humor.
Now, this is no time for lividity, my son, my son. I repeat, what about your
nature study?
But skeptical dad.
Tell me anything you want to know.
I suppose an owl told you that corny owl story.
Gosh, Dad, how'd you know?
His name is Josh.
Because he's always joshing, no doubt.
Yeah, he's funny.
He's a real character.
When my boy begins to imagine he's conversing with wise Kraken owls, it's
time I helped him with his studies.
Now, when we get in the woods, I'm going to teach you all about nature, Augie, my
son. But, dear old dad, what could you teach me?
Well, for an instance, you see that duck up there?
Quack, quack.
He's flying south for the winter.
Gee, I better warn him.
I suppose that was another one of your wise quacking friends.
No, he was going the wrong way.
Frankly, I'm beginning to worry.
Now, the first lesson I'm going to learn you is how to start a fire with two
sticks.
Now, watch and learn, Loggie boy.
You're doing it wrong.
Oh, yeah?
Well, you do it, Daniel Boone, son of mine.
Better not get too close, dear old Tenderfoot Dad.
Oh, sure.
How do you like that for beginner's luck?
The hole is empty, Augie. So your next lesson is to find water.
Do not fear, dear Dad.
I'll find some water.
Don't search too far and get lost.
I'll be careful worrying Dad.
He'll have to give up. There ain't no water for miles.
Yip, yip, yip, yip, yip, yip, wahoo, wahoo, yip, yip, yip, yip, wahoo, wahoo.
Augie, Augie, what are you doing?
I see it, but I don't believe it.
Moggy, my son, would you be interested in some nice, fresh, delicious honey?
Is there a market around here, Dad?
No, but there's a bee's nest in that tree.
Now, the trick is to sneak up on the bees like this.
See? And...
Hurry up, my dad don't know from bees.
Listen, Augie, my boy, I'm gonna show you how to catch a wild animal.
Now, observe the trap that your ingenious dad rigged up here.
Now, when a ferocious wild animal steps under that box... I
caught something, Augie boy.
You stay here, we're safe.
Your brave old dad won't tangle with his beast.
It's only a pussycat, a black and white pussycat with a big bushy tail.
Help!
Uh-oh.
Daddy?
Oh, no.
I can't get in a car in this condition, Augie.
How are we gonna get home?
Don't worry, Fragment Daddy.
I know someone who can drive.
But, Hockey Boy, bears aren't smart enough to drive.
This one is, dear old dad.
Why not? I'm smarter than...
This is San Francisco in the late 19th century.
Hive of activity in the social world, where royalty mixed with scoundrels is
the plush Bella Crystal Hotel.
And here we see a tired millionaire about to check in for some fun and
relaxation.
I'm Sylvester P.
Successful. The P is for pooped.
In reality, he is the raindrop kid.
Only ungailed member of the Nasty Bunch, a notorious gang of bandits.
How do you spell pooped?
I'll put you in our best room, Mr. Successful. Oh, bellboy.
This is Special Agent Quickdraw's assistant, Baba Louie, posing as a
bellhop to trap the raindrop kid.
Will you show Mr.
Successful to room 417?
I think so.
Psst. Hey, Baba, that's the stolen bell's far-to-go money.
Don't you think I know it?
Drop that bag.
I'm not that pooped.
Quickstraw should be here any minute, and he'll know how to deal with this
wise guy.
And here he is, the famous lawman, Quickstraw McGraw, pretending to be a
country bumpkin.
Gosh, look at all them sparkly lights and fancy things.
Calling Quickstraw McGraw, the raindrop kid.
He's in room 417 with his stolen money.
Calling Quick... Quickstraw.
Shh.
I'm not Quickstraw.
I'm play acting like I'm a hayseed. And don't you forget it.
Gee, I bet you Quickstraw get a Oscar for this.
Now, you get some ice water and leave the rest to me.
Okay, Mr. Hayseed Quickstraw.
When he opens the door, I'll rush in and grab him.
Ice water for the raindrop kid.
I didn't order any ice water.
I know, but he said you did.
Your reign of terror is over, raindrop.
You're under arrest.
Now I see why I brought the ice water.
It's good for the head lumps.
You ask him if he's ready to play ball with Quickdraw McGraw.
Tennis, anyone?
Are you ready to play ball with Quickdraw McGraw?
Why, sure.
Tennis ball he plays. You, he never heard of.
Never send a babalooey to do the work of a Quickdraw McGraw.
I say, old boy, have we been properly introduced?
I reckon there's more than one way to get to his window.
I got you surrounded, raindrop. Come out with your hands up.
Hold it.
You're supposed to be shivering with fright on account of I'm quick.
I'll sneak back up and surprise him.
I think I'll raise a little cane with this one.
Give up?
Raindrop?
What's the matter?
Too fast?
For you?
Don't you think the back window will make no difference, Quistro?
at the front window because he thinks I'm stupid.
I think you're right. And I think he's right.
I'll soon have him hollering for mercy.
Whatever you're selling, I don't want any.
You can start hollering for mercy any time you wish.
Okay. Mercy!
I have it. Didn't we meet in an African yak hunt?
I think I better do something before Quickstraw wears himself out.
What do you want?
I'm a salespeople of canes.
Canes is my weakness.
Then I think this one will make an impression on you.
Good, I'll take it.
Okay, raindrop kid.
The next step, I think, is to change the looks of the room.
When he wakes up, I think he'll be glad to go to jail.
What happened?
What's the floor doing?
on the ceiling i
think you gives up now hey raindrop kid help help i'll give up
get me out of this crazy mixed up room these upsides down the room never misses
what's going on bubba boy the raindrop kid is ready to give up quick straw
i guess he noticed the angry glint in my eye.
I'm coming in after you, raindrop kid.
Watch the floor.
Super Snooper, private cat eye detective agency. We also make keys and restring
tennis rackets. Snoop speaking.
What? Take this down, Blab.
Sure, Snoop.
You say absconded with the funds?
What's that?
Oh, ran off with the dough.
Sure, we'll take the case.
What's the caper, Snoop? Some dishonest crook's been stealing the receipts at
Gooney Island.
I've agreed to solve the case in me own quiet bungling way.
Snoop is my hero.
I hope someday... What's the wait, Blab?
Like I was saying, Snoop is my hero.
And I hope someday to be a snooper who will rise to the very heights of
snooping like my super snooper.
I like the way this kid thinks.
Hello, Snoop. Gooney Island.
Why, dizzy people get dizzier on the merry-go-round.
Say hello to the little fella.
Hello, little fella. Hello, little fella. Hello, little fella.
Gosh, that's pretty slick.
Hiya, pal.
Hiya, stupid.
Were you in a fight, or is that your real face?
Blab, quit your shilly-shallying and come on.
Hey, Snoop, you ought to see this dummy.
He's just green.
I don't want... I don't see no dummy. I got one for an assistant.
Let's go.
The manager's waiting.
When did you first notice a lack of lucre in the tail, Mr. Gooney?
Ever since he hired Ventro, the ventriloquist.
Hmm. We must interrogate this dummy, Tansel.
Gosh, Snoop. His dummy's a scream.
You're a funny dummy yourself, Blab.
Here's Ventro's dressing room.
Well, uh, use the eloquent of surprise and barge right in.
Pardon the incision.
Hey, Snoop. He ain't here, but there's the dummy.
Good. That'll give me a chance to snoop around.
Hiya, stupid.
Were you in a fight or is that your real face?
Funny.
Let's see what family Skalkatons, uh, Ventro keeps in his closet.
Art to Bodkins, it's Ventro!
It's Snoop! Is he there? Is he there? Is he there? Is he there?
Hey, Blam, take a look.
Ventro ain't real.
He's a dummy.
But that's ridiculous, Snoop.
How could a dummy make another dummy talk?
When one of them is Baby Pants Pinky. B-B-B-Baby P-P-Pants P-P-P-Pinky?
I don't believe it.
Now I believe it. Don't either of you dumb dummies move, or I'll pepper you
with this pistol.
Stop! In the limb of the law!
You gotta admit he's funny, Snoop. Were you in a fight? or is that your real
face? Funny.
Come on.
Hulk, baby pants, I got your pin.
Folly that imposter.
Folly that imposter.
Hulk, in the name of the alumni of Private Eye High.
You ain't got a chance, baby pants, so you better play ball.
Keep your private eye on the ball.
Uh-uh.
I gotta admit, this baby pants would be great in the little league.
I gotta shake these private eye guys.
Better give up, Baby Pants. We got you surrounded.
Yeah, and let Snoop have your gun.
With pleasure.
Did I say the wrong thing, Snoop?
Hey, Baby Pants is heading for the roller coaster.
One place.
So long, copper.
How ridiculously brave I am.
Looks like a sign up ahead.
It says, please remain seated.
What a place to put a sign.
glass by myself.
That takes care of stupid Snooper.
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