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[instrumental music]

[announcer] This is an exciting night, folks.

Tonight the world's greatest private eyes

select their own winner

for the annual private eye award,

the coveted gold pussyfoot statuette,

awarded to the private eye

solving the most difficult case of the year.

And in closing, I'd like to thank

the private eye annual awards committee

for allowing me to tell

how I solved the grease spot murder mystery,

my most slipper case.

l thank you, I thank you, l thank you.

Sir Loin of Beef is a cinch for the award.

Stout fellow, he has my vote.

When they hear my case, uh, they'll do an about face.

Right, Snoop, your Case is real scary.

And now, for the last case of the evening,

we are forced to listen to super,

you should pardon the expression, Snooper.

[claps]

Must we listen to this bounder?

My dear fellow private eyelids.

When I recall the fantastical events of my case,

there won't be a participle of doubt

as to who should get the award.

It all started one normal morning,

when I answered a normal phone call.

Hello, what?

The bank was robbed last night?

That's a normal enough robbery? What?

The whole bank building itself disappeared?

That ain't normal. Sounds like a 903.

A 903? Gosh, Snoop, a 903?

That's awful, not a 903.

It can't be a 903, are you sure?

l always get excited when it's a 903.

They're the worst kind. Gosh, Snoop!

A 903, that's awful, not a 903.

It can't be a 903, are you sure?

Stealing a bank building. 1 don't get it.

That's a crime of the first latitude.

You're right, Snoop. Whatever you said.

-[tires screech] -Here we are, Blab.

Let's go have a private eye full.

It's gone all right.

It sure is missing.

Quick as a flash, the solution come to me.

Find the bank building.

With this in mind, I started

questioning folks in the vicinity.

-Excuse me, sir, but-- -It was right over there.

Thanks, that helps.

This is merely routine, sir.

It was right over there.

Every little bit helps, sir.

! was at my wits end, and my nitwit assistant

was at his half wits end, when I hit it!

In the form of a small boy with a sack of gold.

[swoosh]

What's your name, son?

-Jack. -Jack what?

Jack N the beanstalk. The N is for Neville.

Something clicked in my brilliant brain.

! started firing questions.

-Where'd you get the gold? -I ain't telling!

-Do you know any giants? -I ain't telling!

-Do you know any cows? -! ain't telling!

-Do you know from beans? -I ain't telling!

Loaded with this important information,

we were soon burning rubber for the kid's house.

There it is, Blab. Just as ] elementaried.

What is it, Snoop?

It's a giant sized beanstalk.

A giant size beanstalk?

Right, with a giant at the other end.

Give him a giant hello for me, Snoop!

Hey, Blab, you want your badge, don't you?

I'm back, Snoop. Look, I'm back.

After all, what's a little giant?

We must take a run up the beanstalk,

and interrogate this suspect.

Gosh, Snoop. H-h-how do you talk to a giant?

Easy, Blab, just talk big. Let's go.

Giant land, next stop.

[instrumental music]

Look, Snoop, a rubber mountain.

It says so right on it.

Let's climb up and take a look-see around.

And, uh, keep your private eyes peeled for the giant.

Right, Snoop.

We must folly this highway, Blab,

it's sure to lead someplace.

Hey, Snoop! Lookie up ahead!

That Blab, he's just like a kid.

Hey, Snoop! Look!

I'm king of the mountain!

Never mind the kid games, Blab, do you see the giant?

No, Snoop, not a sign of him.

Better not stick his nose around here,

if he knows what's good for him.

Look over there, Snoop!

Oh, boy, it's an echo cave, Snoop.

Go ahead and try it, Blab, if it'll make you happy.

Thanks, Snoop! [inhales]

Hello in there!

[echoes]

What happened, Snoop?

Search me, I'll light a match and see.

[sniffs]

Golly, me hair's on fire.

I'll smother it.

-[boing] -Jump, Blab!

I'm jumping, Snoop!

Hey!

Blab, do you see what I see?

Not only that, but I'm seeing what's seeing us see it!

The good word is scram!

I'm scramming!

I'll crush you, you fire bugs!

-[thud] -Gotcha!

I'm gonna squish you!

It's only fair to warn you, squisher,

you're dealing with Super Snooper.

The greatest private eye in the world.

Gosh, Super Snooper?

-In person. -Golly.

You're my hero!

So, uh, the giant agreed to return the bank building,

after keeping the gold, which was stolen

from him by the kid, Jack, in the first place.

1 demand that this liar have his private eye license revoked!

And his magnifying glass be broken into itsy bitsy pieces!

1 told you they wouldn't believe you, Snoop!

Yeah? All l got to do to prove it is whistle!

-[whistles] -[stomping]

l heard your whistle, and like 1 promised, I'm here!

Give us a hand, pal.

Hand, coming up!

Hold it, 1 forgot something.

-Home, James! -Right, hero!

[instrumental music]

[instrumental music]

Augie! Augie boy!

] hear you callin’, dear old dad.

You see how fast 1 come runnin'?

Never mind that, Augie, why aren't you doin' your homework?

You're the best daddy in the whole world,

and when I grow up, I'm gonna be just like--

Don't change the subject.

Why haven't you been studyin'?

But I have, dear old dad.

I've been studying how to be a watch dog,

just like my dear old dad, father of mine.

But I don't want you to be a watch dog.

! want you to go to college.

You mean, you don't want me to be like you?

Oh, the shame of it!

I'll just have to eat a wiggly worm and die.

You're goin’ to college first, Augie.

You'll be sorry when I'm gone, dad.

Augie, get up from there.

Can I, can Il, can l, can! be a watch dog? Can I?

Okay. Okay, okay, you can be a watch dog.

-l can? -But just for tonight.

You're a kind, sweet dad,

for allowing me to be a watch dog just like you.

Hup, two, three, four.

Huppity-hup, two, three, four. Hup, two, three, four.

-Huppity-hup, two, three... -That's my son there.

He wants to be a watch dog like his dear old dad.

Hup-two-three-four, hup-two...

But it's up to his dear old dad to see that he goes to college.

So I'll disguise myself as a burglar. [chuckles]

And scare Augie out of wantin’ to be a watch dog.

All 1 need is an old hat and coat

for a disguise. [chuckles]

Huppity-hup, two, three, four, hup, two, three, four.

Hup, two, three, four, huppity-hup,

two, three, four. Hup, two, three, four.

Hup, two, three, four, huppity-hup, two...

Robbin’ this house ought to be easy.

Hey, a puppy watch dog with a toy gun.

Huppity-hup, two, three, four, hup, two...

-Whoa, sonny. -Hup, two, three, four.

Huppity-hup, two, three, four.

Hup, two, three, four, huppity-hup, two, three, four.

Now, ain't that cute?

-[clang] -Drop in anytime, kid.

-[laughs] -Hup, two, three, four...

Hey, it's dark in here.

-Who did that? -[window rattles]

It's a burgurglar, a really burgurglar!

Now's my big chance, my big chance

to be a watch dog, like my dear old dad!

First, I'll get my dear daddy's really gun.

[swoosh]

Then I'll catch me a burgurglar!

Uh-oh, there he is.

l hate to scare Augie this way, but it's for his own good.

[chuckles] I'll sneak up behind him and surprise him.

He's gettin’ away!

[swoosh]

Stick 'em up, you burgurglar of our home,

or I'll shoot you!

[chuckles] Watch me scare the wits out of him.

Blh-bIh-blh-blh!

Whooooo!

Yip-yip-yip! Whoooooo! Whoooooo!

[gunshot]

That crazy kid!

Come back, you burgurglar!

[screech]

He got away.

-] hear somethin’. -[clanking]

It's a burgurglar, and he's robbin' our bank.

[thud]

] never could crack these piggy banks.

[thud]

Hands up, or I'll shoot.

It's that cute pup with his toy gun.

Quit your kiddin’, kid, and scram.

[gunshot]

The kid ain't kiddin’, so I'll scram.

[gunfire]

Now what's my boy up to?

[gunfire]

That crazy kid!

It's a for-real burglar!

-Ah-ha, I got ya! -Don't shoot, it's me, your...

[gunfire]

My daddy will be so proud of me.

Now is my chance, while the kid's busy.

! will tackle the safe this time.

[screech]

He's gone!

Here, burglar, here, burglar!

Here, burgurglar!

Uh-oh, there he is.

This one's easier than the piggybank.

Up with 'em, you really-burglar.

Hey, do me a favor, will ya, kid?

Uh, go heckle the other burglar.

[gunshot]

Forget it, sonny, I'll get the heckle outta here myself.

[gunfire]

That crazy kid!

Yikes!

[screech]

It's that burglar again!

Good work, son, let him have it!

[gunfire]

Like I said, my daddy'll be so proud of me.

It's me, your lovin’...

[gunfire]

If daddy could only see me now.

[gunfire]

Yeow!

I'm tryin’ to tell you, son, it's me, your dear old...

[hammering]

1 got him!

Catching a burgurglar is too easy,

so I'll make dear old dad happy and go to college after all.

There's only one way to bring up a boy,

and I wish I knew what it was.

[instrumental music]

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[narrator] /n tracking outlaws over grim, bleak terrain

such as you see here, it sometimes became necessary

for lawmen to enlist the aid of a bloodhound.

Here, we see the nemesis of all outlaws, Quick Draw McGraw

on the trail of the notorious Naugahyde Kid.

Hello, Quick Draw, you fearless ol' bandit chaser, you.

Hello, there, partner.

And here, we see the Naugahyde Kid's secret hideout.

Where Quick Draw's sidekick, Baba Looey

is being held prisoner by the Kid.

-Say, Baba Looey. -Si, you speaking?

-How's the Kid treating you? -He's not too bad.

But I think 1! must be goin’ crazy,

‘cause I miss Quicks Draw.

Get back in there, Baba Looney.

The name is Baba Looey. You, nauseous Kid!

That's the notorious Naugahyde Kid.

-Oh, Naugahyde. -Huh?

Oh! Well, good evening, sir.

Why are you holding Baba Looey captive?

Because, sir, he has a map

of the gold mine tattooed on his chest.

-But this is not-- -Shut up!

-Uh, that's why, sir. -[dog barking]

That sounds like that stupid, homely, half-baked, ridiculous,

no-good, worthless, so-and-so lawman, Quick Draw.

Ooh! Excuse me, sir.

l forgot myself.

-That's all right, Kid. -[barking]

Is that the Naugahyde Kid's hideout?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.

Good work, bloodhound.

Here's your dog biscuit reward.

[gulps] Mm-mmm.

Mm-mmm.

Mm-mmm.

Yum, yum, yummy...

Never knowed a dog that was that crazy about dog biscuits.

All right, Naugahyde Kid.

The jig's up!

Send Baba Looey out, or you'll be in for it.

[gunfire]

Whoa! Whoa!

Whoa, doggy! Whoa!

Ouch, ouch, ouch. Ouch, ouch, ouch.

Whoa, hound, whoa!

I'll give you a dog biscuit.

[screech]

[thud]

There must be an easier way of wooin' a bloodhound.

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.

Okay, okay!

I Know, I promised you a dog biscuit.

[gulps] Mm-mmm.

Mm-mmm.

Mm-mmm.

Yummy, yummy, yummy.

! think, um, he's overdoing it myself.

You want another dog biscuit, dog?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Okay, here's the deal.

Go fetch Baba Looey, and I'll give you one.

If Baba Looey has any blood at all, you'll find him.

[instrumental music]

What did I tell you?

Here he comes with Baba Looey.

Hey! That's not Baba Looey.

-ls this your dog? -Yep.

[boom]

Now, uh, let's try again.

No Baba Looey, no dog biscuit.

Is that clear?

Here he comes now with Baba boy.

-[screech] -Hello, Quicks Draw.

Baba boy, it's good to see you.

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.

Oh, yeah. Your dog biscuit.

Well, what do you know?

I'm fresh out of dog biscuits.

Can I give you an, lOU?

Why, you... [grumbling]

You cheapskate lawman.

[grumbling]

Hey! Come back with Baba Lewis.

Ah, ah, ah.

No, I don't have no dog biscuit.

Why, you... [grumbles]

Skinflint bandit. [grumbles]

I think, I'm going to the dogs.

Hold it, dog deputy.

I'm baking you some of my own recipe dog biscuits.

And I think they are ready.

[sniffs] Delicious!

[Baba Looey] They smells good, Quicks Draw.

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.

Here you are, a Quick Draw dog biscuit.

[gulps] Mm-mm.

Mmm-mm. Ahhh!

Bla-aah!

Bla-aahh!

Bla-aah! Bla-aahh!

What's wrong?

Maybe, they need a teensy-weensy pinch of baking soda.

Come back, dog. I'll mail you a dog biscuit.

[screech]

Hold! You, ornery bloodhound!

[gunfire]

Drop that Baba Lewis.

[gunfire]

I think Quicks Draw will save me, if it kills me.

Got you cornered, dog.

All right, what did you do with Baba Looey?

Yeah, where is that varmint with the map on his chest?

Boy, when I catch him, I'll skin him alive!

[Quick Draw] Not so fast, Naugahyde Kid.

He's my deputy, and I'll do the skinnin' around here.

[Naugahyde Kid] No, you wont. I'll do it.

[Quick Draw] Oh, yeah? I'll do it.

You know something? I think, I'll quit when I'm ahead.

Adios.

[instrumental music]

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~ There goes Quick Draw McGraw f

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

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£ Outdraws all of the rest f

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~ 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.