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f~ Yipee yi-o ki-a f

~ Galloping all the way f

JS Here comes Quick Draw McGraw Sf

[announcer] Kellogg's, the best to you each morning,

from Kellogg's.

f~ Yipee yi-o ki-a f

~ Galloping all the way f

~ Great big star on his chest f

£ Outdraws all of the rest f

~ Fastest gun in the west f

f~ Yipee yi-o ki-a f

£ Riding around your way f

JS Here comes Quick Draw McGraw Sf

f The high-falutin'est f

S Fastest shootin'est

~ Cowboy you ever saw f

J That's Quick Draw McGraw Sf

[announcer] Brought to you by Kellogg's...

[opening theme music]

[instrumental music]

Do you know why I sent for you, Super Snooper?

Yes, because we're the world's greatest private eyes.

-What else? -[man] Quite!

l expect to be gone for a fortnight,

and I expect you to guard my elegant, expensive mansion.

Have no fear, sir, we're only the greatest, like Snoop said.

[man] And another thing.

The safe over the expensive fireplace

contains the famous Maharaja Gurj pearls.

So for Pete's sake, watch it, will you?

And a toodle-oo.

A toodle-oo to you, sir,

and a couple of pip-pips.

[Blabber] Gee, that's a small suitcase

for such a rich man, Snoop.

[Snoop] Suitcase, nothing! That's his wallet!

Goodbye, and fret not a worry, sir,

about your expensive mansion!

There he goes.

Baby pants, here's your chance!

Those private eyes are in for a surprise.

Everybody likes babies, and I'm a living doll, baby.

And now, for the Maharaja Gurj pearls.

Hey, Snoop!

Hurry up with those sandwiches!

Food stuffs coming up, Blab.

[doorbell dings]

Uh, answer the door

whilst ! add another floor

to this skyscraper sandwich!

[vocalizing]

[babbling]

Snoop!

It's a b-b-baby!

-A whatby? -A baby, Snoop!

And there's a note.

[reading]

He's a heavy little tyke.

[thuds]

Da da da, goo goo goo goo.

Sheesh!

That's an odd looking rattle

you got there, kid.

[crying]

Maybe he's hungry, Snoop!

[crying]

Keep an eye on the small fry,

whilst I fetch him a turkey leg or something.

Right, Snoop!

Da da da da da.

Uh-oh, there's the safe.

Da da da da da da.

Now to pick up them pearls.

First, we blast open the safe, and then...

Uh-oh, no matches.

-Got a match, copper? -Sure, kid. Here.

Thanks, bud.

"Got a match, copper." H-he-he-he-he-he-he!

Cute little kid.

[explosion]

Blab, what happened?

It's the baby, Snoop, he stole the pearls,

and he's taking it on the lam!

So long, Private Bright Eyes.

It's Baby Pants Pinky, Snoop!

Follow that baby!

Stop in the name of the Private Eye Prep!

Gotcha, Baby Pants, hand over them beads!

If l catch you bothering that baby again,

I'll give you two lumps, and it won't be sugar!

Now to shake them monkeys.

Gotcha, Pinky!

Good work, Blab!

Hand them over, shorty!

And hands up, sporty!

So, bothering that baby again?

Watch out, officer! It's loaded!

Don't you know a toy when you see one?

Go on, baby, shoot the big bad man!

They're sure making them toys realistic today!

[laughing]

Toy gun!

[laughing]

Uh-oh!

Cut him off, Snoop!

! got him surrounded, Blab!

Uh-oh!

It's the little baby!

Da da da da da da da da, goo goo goo goo goo.

Aww, the baby wants to play!

-Goo goo da da goo goo! -GOO goo goo.

-Da da goo goo. Da da goo. -Da da goo goo.

Da da goo goo.

Aw, ha-ha!

Now, ain't that a cute little tyke?

Goo goo da da goo goo.

Go to sleep, my little goo goo baby!

Well well well,

if it isn't the baby beater, graduating to beating officers!

[laughing]

1 got him, Snoop! 1 got him!

Good work, Blab! Hold him!

I'll take them pearls, Baby Pants !

And remember, crime hardly ever pays!

Here, child, take these beads and go home.

And I'll be taking these hoodlums to the hoosegow.

Yeah, Joe, send the wagon for a couple of crackpots!

Heya, officer, got a light?

-Sure, child. -Thanks.

What a cute child.

Hey!

That's Baby Pants Pinky!

So, what else is new?

Halt! Stop!

Stop in the name of the law!

We must face it, this just ain't my day!

[closing theme music]

[opening theme music]

[instrumental music]

Bills, bills, nothin’ but bills.

I'm fightin’ a losin’ battle.

[Augie pretending gunshot]

Augie, Augie boy!

l hear you calling, dear old Dad.

What can your obedient son do for you?

1 can't work on my bills with all that noise,

noisy son of mine.

You mean bills like what birds have, dad of dads?

No, son of mine, I mean bills like what it takes money to pay.

And if l don't pay my bills,

it's over the hill to the doghouse for me.

My father in the doghouse... Oh, the shame of it.

And to pay all them bills, I'd have to rob a bank.

Heh-heh-heh.

I'll be happy to rob a bank

for my dear desperate Dad.

Dad?

What is it, my son, my son?

Do you want a big bag or a small bag of money, dear old Dad?

Heh-heh, make it a big bag, my small son.

But be quiet about it.

One big bag of money, comin’ up.

Heh-heh, what an imagination that boy has.

Now, where was I?

[gunshot]

[police siren wailing]

How can anybody worry about bills with that racket goin’ on?

No dad of mine is goin’ to no doghouse

if 1 can help it.

I'm back, dear Dad, and loaded with goodies.

-Here, have some. -Oh, jellybeans!

Thanks, Augie, thoughtful offspring of mine.

Dad, why you eatin’ money?

It is money!

Augie, where did you get it?

[man on radio] Flash! In a daring daytime robbery,

a lone bandit entered and robbed the Last National Bank

of a million dollars.

No description of the bandit

is available.

Oh, no!

[announcer] However, police are confident

of a quick arrest.

Havin' bills wasn't enough.

Now my juvenile son is a juvenile Billy the kid.

-But, dear Dad... -Say no more, delinquent son.

Your negligent daddy will take care of everything.

Oh, where did ! goof?

1 gotta think of somethin’ fast,

or my small son will wind up in the big house.

-But, Dramatic Dad-- -! understand, son.

-I'm thinkin’. -But, Papa Dad...

My only son here, a bank robber,

just to help his dear old Dad.

I got it!

I'll sneak the money back into the bank.

Then it won't be stolen anymore.

-Good morning, madame. -Good morning.

Hey, lady!

1 didn't do nothin’, officer, I'm innocent!

Your baby, uh, must have jumped into the wastebasket.

Wastebasket?

1 don't know any wastebasket.

-No, your baby. -Oh, thank you sir.

How sloppy of me.

Forget it, ma'am, it happens all the time.

Now's my chance, everybody's gone to lunch.

There's more than one way to deposit money in the bank.

[drill whirring]

According to my calcu-culations, the bank vault is straight up.

[whirring resumes]

Them that has, gets.

Heh-heh-heh, as they say,

if you can't lick 'em, fall in with 'em.

-Four million. -Check.

-Five million. -Check.

-Six million. -Check.

There... Now my Augie boy has a clean record.

-Hey, bud. -Huh?

One million too many.

If 1 didn't feel so serious, I'd say I was floatin' along.

And up she goes.

When the balloons float over the bank,

I'll deposit the money by mail... Air mail, that is.

Heh-heh. I'm kinda proud of this one myself.

There, it's just about over the bank.

It's a bird! It's a man!

It's the money.

l give up... ! know when I'm licked.

Augie, my fugitive son?

Yes, dear Dad with the stolen bank money?

Augie my son, get your toothbrush

and your clean undies, because we're spendin’

the next 20 years together.

-But, Dad! -Get goin’.

We're gonna face the music.

Uh, let's see...

l threw the bank money over this fence here.

Hey... Don't tell me somebody stole it... Uh-oh.

And always remember, my son, my son,

crime does not pay.

[robber] Duh, your dad is right, son.

Especially when dishonest people

keep stealing your stolen money.

Uh, thanks for minding the loot, heh-heh-heh.

Awooo!

It must have been a lady driver.

Son, can you ever forgive your dear old Dad

for doubtin' you?

Oh, that's okay, dear one-track-mind Dad.

After all, you're one in a million.

Heh-heh-heh, and I had a hard time

tryin’ to give it back. Heh-heh-heh.

[closing theme music]

[opening theme music]

Hey, Queeks Draw, don't you think catching a mountain lion

is a little out of our line?

Baba Looey, I ain't lyin’

when I say that mountain lions sheep-stealing days are over.

Here we are, Baba Boy.

This is it. Sheep Herders Association Inc.

Come in.

Huh. Glad you come, Quick Draw.

Quick Draw, you're our last hope.

That mountain lion's got to go.

-You don't mean old Snagglepuss. -[man] None other.

We'll give you $5,000

and a sheepskin coat to eliminate him.

-Do you think you can do her? -1 don't think so.

I'll do the thin'in around here. And don't you forget it.

-What does it say, Baba? -It say, "Sheep's Country."

Well, where you find sheeps, you'll find old Snagglepuss.

Look, Queeks Draw, here comes some sheeps now.

[bleating]

Good morning, sheepses.

That's what I calls togetherness.

Hey, Queeks Draw, since when do sheeps leave lion tracks?

[Quick Draw] Oh, that looks mighty suspicious.

Halt!

I knows you're in there, Snagglepuss.

Drop them sheeps or I fire.

-[gunshot] -[bleating]

Ooh, that stings.

I'll teach you to steal sheeps.

Really, my friend, that's not necessary.

1 already know how.

Stealing sheep is my destiny, you might say.

Well, I'm obliged to eliminate you, you might say.

Good heavens to Murgatroyd.

You can't shoot a lion with an elephant gun.

Elephant gun? Gosh, I didn't know that.

But me...

My, I'll shoot anything

with an elephant gun.

I'll t-t-teach him to trifle my rifle.

But, Queeks Draw, 1 don't got it.

How do you get old Snagglepuss to jump in the hole?

Simple.

What I do, I merely covers it with this old grass mat.

Like so. Get it?

Hey, that's pretty smart.

Then, when I chase old Snagglepuss,

he falls in and ker-snap.

The very idea.

This ribber snapper means to do me bodily harm.

I'll nip his dastardly plot in the bud.

Ow!

Yikes, and away.

-Hey, Queeks Draw. -[Quick Draw] Yep?

l hear the ker-snap.

How come you isn't saying,

ooch, ouch, ouch, ooch, ouch, ouch, ouch?

Well, doggone, ! forgot.

Ooch, ouch, ouch, ooch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ooch, ooch, ouch.

We'll follow these tracks, Baba,

and they'll lead us straight to... Ana, Snagglepuss.

Stars above.

Are you mistaking me

for my scapegraced twin brother, Snaggletooth?

If so, he, whom thou art searching for, to wit,

and three wit, languishes in yon cave.

No, the very shame of it.

You mean the old Snagglepuss is in thar?

Forsooth. And even five-sooth, he is.

Then let me at him.

No. No. I'll risk it.

Careful, it's loaded.

So it is.

That was too easy.

But, Queeks Draw, ! don't think ! wanna be

a Baba Looey in sheep's clothing.

Don't worry, Snagglepuss loves lamb.

And when he grabs you, l blast him.

Now, make like a lamb.

Baa. Baa. Baa.

Similar like a roast lamb, a sheep.

Heavens to mince sauce, a succulent lamb.

Help, Queeks Draw.

A trick, a scurrilous low-down trick

to trap a low-down sheep-stealing lion.

Why didn't you hang on to him, Baba?

How can I hang on to him and run for my life too?

Oh, I'll take care of him myself.

What you gonna do now, Queeks Draw?

If it's sheep old Snagglepuss wants,

sheep king-size he's gonna get.

When I'm grabbed, you fire, understand?

-Okay. -[Quick Draw] And don't miss.

Baa. Baa.

Heh-heh. Old Snaggle will come running

when he hears these delicious baa-baas.

Baa. Baa. Baa.

Oh, mon cheri, where have you been?

All my life ! have wait for this moment.

When I, when you...

She is a big one, yes.

It is a big mountain goat.

Don't move, Queeks Draw.

Oh, mon cheri.

Never have I been kissed like that before.

Wait, wait, baby girl.

Two can live as sheeply as one.

Be reasonable, darling.

Help! Help!

! would sure like to give you a lift, buster,

but I've got a pressing dinner engagement

at the Lambs Club.

Love those lambs.

[closing theme music]

f~ Yipee yi-o ki-a f

~ Galloping all the way f

~ There goes Quick Draw McGraw f

[announcer] Kellogg's, your best choice in cereals...

...has brought you Quick Draw McGraw.

f~ Yipee yi-o ki-a f

~ Galloping all the way f

~ Great big star on his chest f

£ Outdraws all of the rest f

~ Fastest gun in the west f

f~ Yipee yi-o ki-a f

~ Galloping all the way f

~ There goes Quick Draw McGraw f

f The high-falutin'est f

S Fastest shootin'est

~ Cowboy you ever saw f

Hey, Baba Looey! Are you all right?

S'awright.