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f Yippee yi-o-ki-a galloping all the way J

JS Here comes Quick Draw McGraw Sf

Kellogg's. The best to you each morning from Kellogg's.

f Yippee yi-o-ki-a galloping all the way J

~ Great big star on his chest f

S Outdraw all the rest f

~ Fastest gun in the west f

f Yippee yi-o-ki-a riding around your way f

JS Here comes Quick Draw McGraw Sf

The high-falutinest fastest shootinest f

~ Cowboy you ever saw f

~ That's Quick Draw McGraw JS

Brought to you by...

[instrumental music]

[narrator] The coming of the railroads

gave the outlaws of the West new fields

in which to ply their nefarious trade.

Stick 'em up, you rich ol' choo-choo train you.

[train horn whistling]

Ooh! That's not fair.

Numerous attempts were made to rob the trains.

This dynamite ought to do the trick

[train horn whistling]

Oh, darn! The fuse blew out.

[kaboom]

So for protection, the Slinkerton Detective Agency

hired the dreaded nemesis of all outlaws

Quick Draw McGraw.

You sent for me, sir?

Right, Quick Draw.

The Prairie Flyer is carryin' the cattlemen's money.

Bandit leaves at noon.

And it's up to you to see that that money gets through.

You can de-pend on me, sir.

Fine. You are now a Slinkerton man.

Here's your badge.

Ye-e-0-ow!

Ta-ake it easy, Bob.

There's skin under there, you know.

At exactly noon, Special Deputy Quick Draw

and his faithful assistant, Baba Looey

hide in the mail car and prepare to spring the trap.

[Baba Looey] No, no, Quicks Draw. I won't do it.

! won't do it. 1 won't do it!

Hold on thar, Baba Boy.

No. I don't thin’ ! want anythin’ to do with this thin’.

I'll do the thin'in' around here.

Now, here is the plan.

You mingle with the money.

And I'll mingle with the passengers.

So let's get on with the mingling.

This money is goin’ through.

And don't you forget it.

You know somethin'?

When you thin' of it maybe

I'll be safer in the safe. Adios!

[train whistling]

All right, folks. Get your tickets ready.

Uh, get your tickets ready, folks.

Let's go, Brother Gooden.

I'm a ready, Brother Durn.

All right, folks, get your tickets ready.

And your money and your jewelry.

We're the Meany brothers.

I'm Durn Meany.

And I'm Gooden Meany.

And I'm Doggone Meany.

-Doggone Meany? -Yup.

I'll be dog-gonned if I'm-a gonna let you

rob this here choo-choo train.

[gunfire]

"Oh, yeah?" Huh?

You two ornery outlaws think I'm just

an ordinary passenger, don't ya?

Well, I'm not.

In real-ti-ty, I'm Quick Draw McGraw.

Does that strike a note of terror

in your dastardly hearts? Huh?

[gunfire]

It don't, huh?

[gunfire]

Now, I'll surprise them

with a rear attack.

[clattering]

Ow, ow, ouch. Ooh, ooh, aah, aah.

Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch.

[sighs]

Now, let's lift the safe and vamoose,

no good brother of mine.

Ma'd be right proud of us. Ha ha ha.

Hold on thar.

If there's any vamoosin' to be done around here

I'll do it and do-o-n't you forget it.

-Okay. -We won't forget.

I'll get you varmints,

even if 1 have to chase you clear off the train.

[train whistling]

Ho-o-Id on thar.

Stop the train! Stop the train!

What do you think, Durn?

Why, not. Anything to oblige.

-[tires screeching] -[crash]

Hmm. Mighty fine breaks.

I'll ride shotgun in front of the mail car

and n-n-obody will get near that safe.

What'll we do now, Durn?

It worked once-st. Why not again?

-[creak] -[crash]

That'll hold him for a while.

Now, you grab the safe and I'll get the horses.

1 got the safe outlaw brother of mine.

Let's vamoose.

Drop that safe

you crooked, dishonest, thief and outlaw you.

Never, you honest, upright, courageous, Slinkerton man, you.

Hey, Quicks Draw, don't you thin' l can come out now?

Uh-oh! I don't think so.

I got it! 1 got it!

[bam]

Doggone. I missed it.

But I didn't miss, lawman.

The Meany brothers have done it again.

And now, to make my getaway on my getaway horse.

Ya-hooo!

[boing]

Get up my faithful, getaway horse.

Oh, sure!

Hand over that safe, you varmint.

[gunfire]

It's them, the mangy Meany brothers again.

I'll Keep shootin’.

-You keep pumpin’. -Oh, sure!

[gunfire]

[Gooden] Gotcha, Quick Draw!

[Durn] Open the safe, Brother Meany.

-[clank] -[Gooden] Oh, no!

[Baba Looey] Stick 'em up, crook-sies.

And keeps ‘em stickin' up.

You two Meanys give up?

-We give up. -Yeah.

Both of us.

Pretty dadburn sneaky hidin' in the safe.

Just remember crimes don't pays.

And do-o-n't you forget it.

-Goodnight, folks. -[clang]

[instrumental music]

[instrumental music]

Snooper and Blabber Mouse, private eyes.

Snooper speaking. What?

You say you'll pay a thousand bucks

to babysit your little tyke?

Lady, for that kinda dough we'd babysit a bucket of bees!

Imagine, a thousand bucks!

These people must be loaded.

-[tires screech] -This must be the place.

What's the name on the mailbox, Blab?

It says, "Mr. & Mrs.", gulp, "Evil Scientist"!

That's a crazy first name.

Gulp Evil Scientist!

Oh, well, we must proceed!

[revving]

Say, Snoop, I-I-I think the place is a little scary.

What's to be scared?

! think the old joint's just creaking with charm!

Now relax, whilst 1 ding dong the bell.

[clanging and screaming]

That doorbell's got a lot of charm too, Snoop.

Come in, darlings!

We're the b-b-b-b-b-b...

He's trying to say babysit-sit-sit...

Oh, yes, the babysitters.

Boris and I are going to a horror movie.

Yes, it's very romantic.

"Rock Crusher, in Boy Meets Ghoul." [laughs]

You shouldn't have any trouble with our little monster.

But in case you do, scream for help.

It never comes.

[laughs]

Say, Snoop, what k-k-kind of a kid have they got?

Search me, Blab.

We must browse into the nursery

and, uh, sneak a peek at the little freak.

Easy, Blab, we don't want we should, you know, wake it up.

Gosh, Snoop. The little fella's almost cute.

Cute, my toe.

He looks like the normal,

obnoxious type tyke to me.

So whilsts he's deep in slumbertivity,

we shall relax and observe TV.

Hold it, Blab.

Hey, this looks like

a mad scientist do it yourself kit.

It says, Hyde Bitters, and Jekyll Juice.

-Could be the baby's formula. -Could be, Blab.

Which reminds me, we must check the refrigerator forthwith.

[humming]

Wa-wa-wa-wa-wa.

[instrumental music]

[whizz]

[growls]

We're in luck, Blab.

The late late late horror show is just starting.

Gee, Snoop, that's my favorite program.

[growling]

Snoop, do horror shows give you the pollywogs?

Nah, it's only TV.

They scare me. Yelps!

Quiet, Blab, ] can't hear the commercial.

And pass me another sandwich.

Blab? Where are you Blab?

Here 1 am Snoop.

And what happened in the commercial?

Egads, Blab, what are you doing in the fish bowl?

Search me, Snoop.

One minute I'm watching TV,

and the next minute, everything went wet!

Well, stop fidgeting around, and stay out of fish bowls!

[growls]

-Yikes! -[splash]

Contaminate yourself, Blab!

It's only a TV show.

And stay out of the fish bowl,

before you catch a cold!

Wa, wa, wa, wa.

[growls]

You better check, Blab, ! think the little tyke is stirring.

Aye aye, Super Snooper.

My superior, whom which ! admire and hero worship.

And like whom, I'd very much hope to be as good as.

Uh, the kid's overdoing it. But I like it.

[humming]

Hey! He's gone!

[growls]

Have you seen a kid around here, Mr. Monster?

Yikes! Help, Snooper!

What's up, Blab?

In-in the room?

-[growls] -A lion?

A dragon? A monster?

A monster in the room?

That's ridiculous.

! got to replace this neurosis assistant.

Come on, you little ragged muffin, time to hit the sack.

Imagine, my assistant thinking you're a monster !

Run, Blab!

[growls]

Arf, arf.

l oughta take you over me knee!

Uh-oh!

[growls]

Help! Yow!

A crocodile!

Yikes! An octopus-pus-pus!

What a delightful movie.

And loaded with laughs,

especially when the lovers were boiled in oil.

We must scram this creepy joint, Blab!

Likewise, Snoop!

Junior, how many times have I told you

never to bring your pets in the living room.

No wonder we can't keep a babysitter.

But remember, darling, we've never paid one yet.

Heh heh heh.

[instrumental music]

[instrumental music]

Gee, that was a swell dinner, dad.

What are we gonna have for dessert?

For dessert, Augie, my fortunate son,

we're gonna have some delicious cheese.

Cheese, cheese, did someone say cheese?

Pardon me.

Mustard is good on cheese.

Mustard is good on tongue, too.

1 wonder where he came from.

Well, I didn't come from the moon.

Hey, you, come back here with that cheese.

Nighty-night.

I'll get that little mouse crumb.

Yow!

Quiet, can't you see I'm taking a nap?

A breadbox is no place to take a nap.

Look, dad, here he comes.

And what's the matter with him?

l think he's sleepwalking, dad,

and you should never wake up a sleepwalker,

even a mouse sleepwalker.

Well, that's true, my son, my son,

but how do we know if he's really asleep?

I'll check, dad. I'll take a peek.

It says "Sh!" He's asleep all right.

Is that so?

Well, he may be sleeping, Augie,

but he's acting mighty suspicious

for a sleeping mouse.

[gulps]

[chomp]

Now that he's had his midnight snack,

he's due for a rude awakening.

Ha, mouse under glass!

Let's see you get out of that!

Oh, no!

[chuckles] You wouldn't do that for a little piece of cheese.

Looks like... [chuckles]

Looks like I'm suck with the situation.

Yow!

There he goes, dad, in that hole.

After him, Augie, no mouse

is gonna be the big cheese in my house!

Come out of there, mouse, or I'm coming in after you!

And when I get you,

I'm gonna squish you like a to-may-tee-oh.

Or is it to-mah-tee-oh?

Ah-ha!

Yow!

Uh-oh.

Dad, did you squish him?

I'm afraid so, son.

Oh, the shame of it.

My dad is a mouse squisher.

But, Augie, my son, I didn't really mean to squish him.

Oh, why did you have to go and squish

my poor, little body?

[Augie] It's a little mouse ghost.

I'm sorry I squished you, little mouse ghost.

Here, have some nice cheese.

Okay, but...

Don't let it happen again!

That mouse is not only a cheese stealer,

but he's got a sense of humor,

so he'll get a big bang out of this.

Gee, dad, are you gonna shoot him?

What else? This is war, Augie boy, this is war.

! should be right on target.

[gunshot]

Favorite son, the sheer simplicity of this mousetrap

will stun that show off mouse.

One tug on the zipper and down comes the bowling ball

just as the mouse grabs the cheese there.

Shh, there he is.

Here goes one mouse with a lump on his noggin.

[chuckles]

Keep your eye on the bowling ball, Augie.

[munch]

What went wrong, dad?

Indubitabily some miscalculation,

or the zipper is stuck.

-[swoosh] -[thud]

One thing for sure, the zipper's not stuck.

Another thing for sure,

l can't stand a smart alec mouse.

It ain't the better mouse trap that counts, Augie.

It's just using plenty of 'em.

[chuckles]

[blows horn]

Never underest-imate the power of a little mouse.

Uh-oh!

[Snapping]

-Are you okay, dad? -Great.

Except that ! feel sort of trapped.

I'll use this cheese for bait.

When the mouse grabs it, I'll holler

"Now!" and you let him have it, Augie boy.

Got you, dad. When you holler "Now!" I'll let him have it.

Right. We should have some action any minute now.

Uh-oh, I got a nibble, Augie boy.

-I'm ready, dad. -l got him, Augie, ! got him!

He won't be able to get away from me now.

[boing]

Dad, there's one thing we haven't tried.

At this point, Augie, I'll try anything.

-What's your idea? -Well, it works like this.

Yeah?

-[whispers] -Yeah.

Augie my son, my son, that's a James dandy idea.

Let's try it.

Dad, ahem, can I have some cheese?

No, no, no, a thousand times no.

We'll never have cheese in this house again, and that's final.

Look, Augie, it worked.

You're an absolutely genius, Augie my boy.

In fact, you're a reasonable facsimile

of your dear old dad.

[slams]

Now where were we, son?

Having cheese for dessert, dad.

[chuckles] Like Yogi Bear says,

"We're smarter than the average mouse."

Oh, I wouldn't say that.

[instrumental music]

f Yippee yi-o-ki-a galloping all the way J

~ There goes Quick Draw McGraw f

Kellogg's, your best choice in cereal.

The best to you each morning has brought you...

f Yippee yi-o-ki-a galloping all the way J

~ Great big star on his chest f

£ Outdraws all of the rest f

~ Fastest gun in the west f

f Yippee yi-o-ki-a galloping all the way J

~ There goes Quick Draw McGraw f

~ The high-falutin'est fastest shootin'est

£ Cowboy you ever saw Jf

[Quick Draw] Hey, Baba Looey, are you all right?

S'awright.