Original subtitles

- ♪ Krypto ♪

♪ the Superdog ♪

♪ Krypto ♪

- ♪ it's Superdog time ♪

- ♪ he's a Superdog ♪

♪ he's a superhero ♪

♪ he came to earth from outer space ♪

♪ and his name is Krypto ♪

- ♪ he's super strong, he's super brave ♪

- ♪ he's Krypto ♪

♪ the Superdog ♪

♪ Krypto ♪

- ♪ ruff, ruff, and away ♪

- ♪ Krypto ♪

♪ the Superdog ♪

♪ Krypto ♪

- ♪ ruff, ruff, and away ♪

♪ he's super smart ♪

♪ in every way ♪

- ♪ he's Krypto ♪

♪ the Superdog ♪

♪ Krypto ♪

- ♪ ruff, ruff, and away ♪

- ♪ Krypto ♪

♪ the Superdog ♪

♪ see that Superdog flying through the air ♪

♪ he's got superpowers ♪

- ♪ bad guys beware ♪

- ♪ Krypto ♪

♪ the Superdog ♪

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- Krypto? You down there?

Where is that guy? I haven't seen him in days.

Morning. Maybe you can help me. I'm looking for...

[sniff sniff]

It's not me. I just gave myself a tongue bath.

I bet I'll find Krypto at the butcher shop.

It's his favorite fast-food joint.

[Barking]

- Here you go, boys.

[Barking]

Ok. You, too.

- How about a tuna value meal?

- There he is.

- Eh?

- Let's get him.

- It's all yours, fellas.

She's working on my order.

You don't want to eat me.

I'm nothing but fur balls and fat.

Aah! Dead end!

Yikes! What kind of breed are you, pekingese leg popper?

Unh!

Aah! Krypto!

Where am I?

What are you gonna do with me?

Hey. Is this... I know you.

You're The Dog Star Patrol.

- Yep. We're the good guys.

- Hey. I'm a good guy, too, Krypto's best cat friend.

- We know.

- That's why you're here, Streaky.

- Who are you?

- Brainy Barker, the leader of The Dog Star Patrol.

- So where's Krypto? I've been looking for him everywhere.

- Something terrible has happened to Krypto. Behold.

- Hey. Wide-screen TV. Cool.

- This was two days ago.

- [Meow meow meow]

- It's Superdog time!

Ruff, ruff, and away!

- [Meow]

A cat in a hot tin coupe.

- [Whimpering]

- Unh! Kryptonite.

[Moaning]

- It will look so much better on you, Superdog.

- Agent snooky then flew Krypto to Mechanikat's ship,

where he's being held prisoner.

- I know cats can be sneaky, but this his horrible.

- That's what we need right now,

a sneaky cat to go into the ship,

locate Krypto, and get him out.

- Hey! Good thinking. Who's the pussycat for the plan?

Who, me? You got the wrong breed.

I'm a scaredy-cat.

- Guess what I'm doing today, Krypto.

- Getting declawed?

- You wish. No. I'm taking over the earth

now that I have you under my paw.

- You'll never get away with it.

- Hmm. Who's going to stop me?

Look at him, snooky.

He's absolutely green with envy.

- It's time for the auditions, your friskiness.

- Ah, yes. I need more feline agents for my invasion.

- This is. - Scratchy clipper claws.

- So, scratchy, what's your evil superpower?

[Claws scraping chalkboard]

Aah!

Annoying, yes. Evil, no!

- [Mrowww]

- Next!

- Streaky reporting to dog star patrol... I'm in.

Activating foolproof disguise now.

Krypto. Krypto. Here, boy.

Heh heh. Uh, hi.

I, uh, just flew in from the milky way,

and, boy, are my arms tired.

Heh heh. Heh.

- This is puff kitty.

- Mm. And your evil superpower is?

- I use static electricity, yo, as a weapon of mass expansion.

Yes?

- No.

- Aah!

- It's so hard to find good evil help these days.

- Phew. That was a close one.

- Ok. You with the patch, what can you do?

- Huh?

- You're here to audition, aren't you?

Get on with it!

I'm a busy supervillain.

- You heard Mechanikat.

- Audition? Huh?

Well, I, uh... I guess I could sing.

5, 6, 7, 8.

♪ The cat went over the trashcan ♪

♪ the cat went over the trashcan... ♪

- Warning. Hull integrity weakening.

Terminate caterwauling.

- ♪ Eeeeee ♪

aah!

- That was the worst singing I've ever heard.

You're evil. You're in!

Go below and prepare for invasion.

- Uh, sure thing. Sounds good.

You can count on me.

Coming through... one evil cat.

- Oh. Get me something for my head.

He gave me a splitting headache.

- Oh, Krypto.

There he is. Piece of catnip.

Krypto.

It's me... Streaky. I'm here to save you.

- Uh-huh.

- I know. Sounds weird, doesn't it?

Let me get you out of this cage.

Huh?

- Very sneaky, Streaky.

You're as much a master of disguise as I am.

- Come on, Krypto! Time for The Dog Star Patrol to beam us out of here.

All I got to do is signal them on my collar.

- Intruder alert. Intruder alert.

- Too late! Our intruder shield is activated.

You can't signal anyone.

- Now what do we do?

- You've got to shut off those shields somehow.

- Right. Any thoughts on this somehow thing?

- Look out!

- Unh! - Unh!

- Streaky, how did you get...

Security, send in that evil, singing cat I just hired.

- Streaky is that evil, singing cat.

- Scratch that. Send in the catbots.

- [Grunting]

Ok. Time to fight back, time to fight dirty,

time to... Sing.

♪ Do re mi fa sol la ti ♪

- ohh! We're doomed.

- ♪ Dooooooooooooooo ♪

- warning. Shields down and gone.

- Dog star patrol, beam us home!

- [Moaning]

Some days it doesn't pay to get out of your cat bed.

- You saved my life, Streaky, and I want to thank you.

- So do we. You are the only cat

to ever become a member of The Dog Star Patrol.

Congratulations.

- [Barking]

- Wow! This is a real honor,

but, uh, does this mean I might have to help out again sometime?

- You are an extremely capable Supercat.

- Listen, brainy. You're a smart gal.

Did you know that cats don't really have 9 lives?

- Catch, Krypto!

- Right back at you, Kevin.

- Unh!

My dog can catch and throw.

Awesome!

[Whirring]

- A planet of giants.

Most fascinating, is it not, pleek?

- Yes, pleek. We must collect samples for study.

Ooh! There. Alien collectables in a handy container.

Perfect for our research.

[Beep]

- Fire the space shrinkifier!

- Does your sensor pick up a smell?

- Eww!

- Go out for a long one!

- Whoa!

- Are you ok?

- Ohh! Ohh! Ohh! We are under attack!

- I am too young to be beast food!

- That frisbee's got to be here somewhere.

You found it.

- Scraped your knee, Kevin.

You better get a bandage on that.

- You're right. Let's hit the road.

- Oh. We have become the collectables.

We must blast off of this giant world of doom.

The saucer does not start.

- Our fuel tank is empty.

The fuel line was damaged by the earth beast with 4 legs.

Oh, flapnar!

- Ohh!

- Andrea, what are you doing here?

- Baby-sitting. Your mom's over at my house

helping my mom with a bake sale.

- Me take two!

[Giggling]

- To escape this planet,

we will need the earthling's help.

- Shrinkify him!

- Whoa. Whoa!

What happened? Unh!

Hey. I'm stuck. Help!

Unh. Aah! Who are you?

- Oh. Do not panic. We want to be friends.

- We want you to help us.

- We want... unh... To move our feet.

- We did not mean for all this to happen.

We do not like this giant world of doom!

- Aah! - Aah!

- Kevin?

- The 4-legged earth beast. Run!

[Grunting]

- Huh?

Aah!

Kevin, what's going on?

- Well, to start with, we're stuck to this bandage.

- Aah! - Aah!

- Who are you, and why'd you shrink us?

- I am pleek, and he is pleek.

- Pleek and pleek?

- Not pleek... pleek!

- Oh, sorry.

- We are explorers from the planet teenyton.

We shrank the human to help us repair our flying saucer.

- We shrank you because you scared us.

- Oh, Melanie, how did you get so much flour on yourself?

- Oweee. Me ghost. Hee hee. Boo!

[Gurgling]

- Aah! - Hee!

- Aah!

- Ooh! A 4-legged flying beast.

Most fascinating.

- Sorry we brought home your flying saucer

instead of our frisbee.

- Oh. It is, as you humans say, cool,

but to return home, we must replenish our fuel supply.

We need gas.

- We can help you guys.

We'll just need to get big again first.

- We could have returned you to normal

by reversing our shrinking ray,

but the large-footed, powdery-white giggler stepped on it.

Oh, flapnar!

- Uh-uh-uh.

- You mean we're stuck like this?

- There is a growth ray built into our saucer,

but it will not work until the ship is refueled

with supersucrose, high-carbo energy crystals.

- Huh?

- I believe the earth word for it is...

- Soo-gar.

- Sugar!

- Ooh. You know. - Of this unstable, superpotent,

highly charged fuel source?

- Sure. We have lots of it in the kitchen.

I eat it all the time.

- You eat flying saucer fuel!

- My mom doesn't want me to eat so much of it.

- Uh, listen to your mother unit.

- Uh-oh. Likes like the sugar canister is off limits.

- [Giggling]

- Blechh! I think I'm going to evac.

- Or, as you humans say, hurl.

We must get to the fuel before she consumes it all.

- Hmm. The sugar bowl.

Krypto, you take the sugar to the ship and get it running.

- We'll climb down and meet you there.

- Good idea!

Unh!

- [Grunting]

- I better check how many walnuts to put in.

- Aah! - Ohh! Ohh! Ohh!

- Aah! - Whoa!

- Help!

- This should be plenty.

- Aah! Aah! - Aah! Aah!

- Aah! - No! - Aah!

Ohh!

This is worse than the jiggly gelatin lake on puddin' pop 5.

- There. That fixes the fuel lines.

What's keeping Kevin?

Kevin?

- [Giggling]

- Fudge is ready!

- [Giggling]

- I'm so cold. - I can't even feel my antenna.

Aah!

- Here you go, Mel. Lots of nuts in this piece.

- Mm. Ahh.

- Krypto!

- Is everybody ok?

- No. It was like a terrible nightmare.

- But we will have our memories erased.

- Look out!

- This house has too many bugs.

- Thank you for restoring our saucer

to space flight condition.

- No biggie.

- Ahh, but now we will make you biggie.

Firing the space expander!

- Here you are.

Want some homemade fudge?

- I'm going to evac!

- Evac?

Oh, well. More for us, Melanie.

- Ahh. Mm.

[Giggling]