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There's no place like home when it's storming out. Right, Hoggy? Right, home
-loving dad.
This weather is for the ducks.
Don't even say that word, Hoggy, my son, my son. You know that I'm allergic to
ducks. Someday, sensitive father of mine, I'm going to discover an anti-duck
allergy potion for you.
I'm sure it'll be duck soup for you, Hoggy, my son.
There's somebody at the door, dear old dad.
I'll see who it is, Augie.
Who could be out on an unfit night like this?
Yikes!
I'm lost and I don't know which way is south.
Can you tell me which way is south?
That way.
Bon voyage.
There's one thing I can't stand.
It's a lost duck.
Oh, no! Not again!
I'll get it. Dear old allergic to ducks, Dad.
Huh?
Your dear old dad bit my little feet.
What a sly...
That means nothing.
it's a
In fact, I got a yearning to fly south for the winter.
The war between the cattlemen and the sheepmen went on unchecked
in the Old West.
Every available hand took part in the struggle until finally a common disaster
forced peace.
Whoops. I'm all out of bullets.
Me too.
Looks like a common disaster.
What say we force peace?
Right. Shake!
And so peace reigned on the open range once more until the appearance of the
dreaded mountain lion, nemesis of both cattle and sheep.
Pardon me, but you don't look like much of a nemesis to me.
I beg your pardon.
You're gazing at snagglepuss when it comes to nemesis. I'm the best nemesis
of them all.
Watch.
Casserole of lamb, if so I desire.
And for dessert, observe.
Bully beef a la gelatin.
King size even.
Something had to be done.
And a reward was posted for the capture of old Snagglepuss.
But no one would dare take the job until... What do it say, Quickstraw?
It's a $1,000 reward for the capture of old Snaggle hyphen
Puss. No one will dare take the job.
Hmm. We better go to the grapes picking fiesta in California, I think.
I'll do the thinning around here, Bubba Louie.
And don't you forget it.
Sorry. But it's going to take more than a quick-draw McGraw to capture old
Snagglepuss. Who, for the instance, Sheriff?
There's only one critter with cunning and intelligence enough to capture old
Snagglepuss. And that critter is?
None other than El Cabong.
What a coincidental, because I'm... Psst, quick-draw, I don't think you
should tell him. He's a secret.
Oops.
I almost forgot.
What's the secret, Quickdraw?
That I'm El Cabong.
So long, Sheriff.
Poor McGraw.
He's gone plum loco.
Nevertheless, it was true.
Quickdraw McGraw was El Cabong.
Holy!
Hey, Quickdraw.
Don't you think you better find old Snagglepuss before you go kabonging all
over the place?
You got something there, Bubba Boy!
Look, Quickstraw, it's old Snagglepuss, I think.
Hold on there, Snagglepuss!
Kaboom!
Drop that sheep, you crook!
Heavens to Murgatroyd!
It's a musical rustler.
Hooray!
Did somebody knock?
Uh-oh, what's that?
Looks like an old bundle of rags.
Right in front of my door, too.
Rusting a stolen steer.
I'll capture him with my sword.
Hold on there, snaggletooth.
Drat. It's that nosy bundle of rags again.
Ouch.
Stabbed yet.
What's the idea of following me so close, even?
That's because I'm El Cabong, champion of the good guys.
Is that so?
Well, us bad guys have a champion, too.
You do?
Of a certainty.
Wait. I'll go get him.
of the good guys.
Who are you?
I am Alka-Zing, champion of the bad guys.
That's who.
I use a kabonger. What do you use, Alka-Zing?
I use a kazinger.
Would you like to see how it works?
I'd be much obliged for the trade secret.
Bend over and I'll show you.
How's this?
Very good.
Ka-zing!
Yowch!
Ka-zing!
Yowch! Ka-zing!
Yowch! I think I better put a stop to all this ka-zinging.
And one for the road.
Ka-zing!
Yowch! I yell ka-zing.
Hooray, I think.
Heaven's a-mergatroyd.
Champions are as thick as flies this season.
And whom are you supposed to be?
I'm El Capali, champion of champions, I think.
Okay, I'll go along with the gag.
I use a kazinger. What do you use?
This.
A champion using fisticuffs. How crude.
That means for me, exit stage left.
Hey, Quickstraw, we can go to the great picking festival now, I think.
Well, you're thin and wrong.
If there's any picking to be done, we're going to do it right here. So start
picking. You know, I like that Quickstraw. He's got a lot of stuff up
here. No brains, just a lot of stuff.
Snooper Detective Agency.
When others don't give a hoot, give them the boot.
We'll find the loot. So shoot.
You say the Royal Poojang Ruby has been stolen?
And you're offering $37,000 reward for its recoverance?
Relax, madam.
I'll be most financially happy to take the job.
That must be Blav, me worthless, worthy assistant.
Come in, Blav.
Greetings, Snooper, me lad.
Inspector Olenahan.
Come in and rest your badge a while.
Snooper, I'm after being after the Royal Bujang Ruby.
The Royal Bujang Ruby?
Why, that's what I'm after.
You're not fooling me at all, at all, at all, at all.
Not at all?
Not at all.
So don't try to cover up for that assistant of yours. I know he stole it.
Blamp stole the Royal Bujang Ruby?
You must be be jabbered, Olenahan.
Hello, fellas.
Ha!
There you are, me bucko.
I'll shake the truth out of you.
Drop it, I say. Drop it.
Drop what?
It's the Royal Poojang Ruby.
My worthless assistant.
A ruby robber.
Honest, Snoop. I don't know how that ruby got in my pocket.
Curses. The Alakazoop worked off before the little sap could bring me the ruby.
I'll have to hit him with another one.
Alakazoop!
I got an internal hunch, Inspector.
Follow me.
Just as I elementary.
It's all here in my enemy's directory under H.
It's the work of the great Hypno, whom I put into pokey for pearl stealing eight
years ago.
And what has he got to do with all this?
Blab is the only one Hypno can hypnotize by saying Alakazook.
Then the little fella doesn't know what he's doing.
Right. Give me 24 hours. in 15 minutes, and I'll get the ruby back.
What's the 15 minutes for?
I gotta have lunch, don't I?
Attention, Blatt pal.
Can you hear me?
This is Snoop, your everlasting sidekicker calling.
Attention, Blatt. Can you hear me?
Grat, it's that Snoopy Snoop. Let's get out of here, slave.
Yes, sir.
A private eye is an honest guy.
Did you say something, Snoop?
Get the royal Bujang ruby away from that crook, Blab. Huh?
Okay, crook. Hand over that ruby.
Good work, Blab. Let me have it.
Here you are, Snoop.
I guess the private eye slogan snapped you out of it. Well, I'll snap him right
back in.
My greatest wish is my command, Master.
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