We interrupt this program to bring you Courage the Cowardly Dog Show.
Starring Courage the Cowardly Dog.
Abandoned as a pup...
he was found by Muriel, who lives in the middle of Nowhere...
with her husband Eustace Bagge.
ANNOUNCER'. But creepy stuff happens in Nowhere.
It's up to Courage to save his new home.
Stupid dog! You made me look bad.
Come on, baby
Na.
Religious ceremonies were held in great temples like this one...
a huge and beautiful structure.
Stupid house.
Did you fold my sheet nice?
I lave my sheet.
Fold like it a flag.
Get the dour, dog.
And keep folding that sheet right.
Stupid dog.
You covered a stranger with my sheet.
This should make you feel better, Mr. Frith.
New tell us what happened to you, you pear man.
What's happened ta me isn't important.
What's important is what might happen ta you...
and what happened thousands of years ago.
The clothing in this sack tells the story.
This belonged to a Mayan princess a long time ago.
The princess loved cookies.
Each day, the royal baker would whip up a jar full of cookies for the princess.
The cookie jar was brought to the princess by her most trusted royal pooh-bah.
And before he would give the cookies...
the greedy pooh-bah would steal cookies from the jar and sell them for his own profit.
One day, the baker caught the pooh-bah and went to tell the princess.
But the pooh-bah got to her first.
The pooh-bah presented the princess with cookie jars that were only half full...
and said the baker was stealing the missing cookies.
The princess was outraged...
and ordered the baker to have his mouth sewn shut...
his eyebrows plucked and his body mummified.
Mast unpleasant. Ha, ha.
That baker is new a centuries-old mummy.
And he's risen.
- Aah! - And he's seeking revenge.
And he's an his way to this very spat at this very moment.
Why here? Why us?
Here is an ancient drawing of the princess and the pooh-bah.
They look just like we do.
I think I'll take a nap now.
If your mommy's coming...
and she's mad at you, give her? owers, you (wit.
Ah. A mummy. That's much worse.
Maybe Muriel and the farmer...
were the Mayan princess and royal pooh-bah in past lives.
If that's so, the solution to your angry mummy...
might be found in past-life regression hypnosis.
Okay, everyone out.
Okay.
Stupid dog.
Dressing us up as stupid pooh-bahs.
Ain't no such thing as past lives.
Anyways, I can't be hypnotized.
Uh-uh. Can't be hypnotized.
I can't be hyp— Huh?
Huh?
Told you, can't be hypnotized.
After we jumped from the plane, I told him, "if you forgot to pack your parachute...
that's your problem, and don't you land on me." But he did.
We brake our legs and wound up in the same hospital, fell in lave...
then we gut married in the middle of a jump.
And did you know that sky diving is good for your gums...
"because it is, and it's good for other things too.
Here, my princess, is your daily supply of royal cookies.
Thank you, mast trusted royal pooh-bah.
Oh, these smell heavenly. My compliments ta the royal baker.
Yeah, yeah, compliments, sure.
Hmm.
Something wrung, Your Princessness?
There seems to be some cookies missing from the royal cookie jar.
Royal pooh-bah...
do you know who could be responsible for such a terrible crime?
Ain't me. Gut any sugar cane?
Hey, want a ride?
Well, get in, foal.
Of course, I believe you, trusted pooh-bah.
But then, who is stealing my cookies?
I'm working an it.
Gut more sugar cane?
Royal servant, fetch my mast trusted pooh-bah more sugar cane.
Huh?
Fan harder, royal servant.
It's the royal baker.
Haw goes the royal baking, baker?
He did it. The baker stale the royal cookies.
The baker? What proof do you have?
Told you I was working an it.
Oh, my. Then we have to mummify the royal baker.
Huh?
Oh, my. Then we have to mummify the pooh-bah.
The baker is trying to confuse you.
He's guilty, and the royal servant must be in cahoots with him.
Huh?
Yeah, I gut what you're looking for, all right.
I gut it right here.
It was you all along, no-longer-trusted pooh-bah.
I order your lips sewn shut, your eyebrows plucked...
and the rest of you mummified.
Sorry, royal baker. I goofed.
You're exonerated cf the crimes cf which you are accused.
Ooh!
Haw can I ever make it up to you?
Hmm.
I'm telling you, I just can't be hypnotized.
These are from an old Mayan recipe I never knew I knew.
If you don't like them, you don't have to eat them.
Wasn't me.
Dc I smell cookies?
Ah. I needed that nap.
Did I miss anything?
Oh, no, not really.
The mummy's been and gone, gone to a peaceful eternal rest.
He's really not such a bad fellow.
A little musty, perhaps.
He stank. Give me more cookies.
He was looking a mite chilly in those old rags, though...
so I gave him a nice clean sheet to wrap himself in.
Sheet? Which sheet?
The polka-dotted one.
That's my favorite sheet.
Na way that mummy's gonna get it.
You lousy, sheet-stealing mummy.
Give me back my sheet.
I want my sheet. Give me back my sheet.
Oh?
Eustace, I'll get ta making dinner. Scan as I'm done cocking that batch...
cf my special secret recipe blue-ribbon dog fond.
Phooey!
This batch is for the County Dog Fund Contest.
And this year, no one's stealing my special secret recipe.
Courage. Oh, haw lovely.
Is it for me?
Mm-hm, mm-hm.
- Haw does it look? - Ugly.
Sir, security has been breached. The rack has rolled.
Big Bay's gone bye-bye.
You mean...
Someone found where we hid the stone.
Dc we know where it went to?
That house.
Well, I'll be sliced and served with gravy.
- Okay, bays. - Aah.
Dinner's ready.
Here are your orders ta retrieve the invisibility stone...
and anyone who has warn it.
How will we know if someone has worn the stone?
You won't be able to see them.
Sc whoever isn't there... Bring here.
Courage, I made you a sandwich with my special, secret, blue-ribbon dog fund...
just the way you like it.
I just know I'll win the contest with this batch.
Mm, mm, mm.
Muriel, close your mouth when you chew.
You should immediately remove the stone from the invisible one.
Still invisible? What is up with that?
You bring me the stone, and I'll run some tests. Ow!
And, dog, bring me a bandage.
Huh?
Oh, my. - Oh, no.
Don't worry, kid. Federal agent. Your mother's working for us now.
Stay in school, sleep often, and practice good hygiene.
Told you it was an ugly rack.
You gather, but you didn't get the stone.
I thought the stone was invisible.
The stone just makes you invisible, idiot.
Just track the stone and get it.
If it's my secret, blue-ribbon dog-fund recipe you're wanting...
then you should know, I'm not talking.
Ugly rack, ain't it?
If I am to find the antidote...
"someone has to put the thing an and disappear.
My tests show the stone doesn't work on dogs.
I don't know why. It just doesn't.
Stupid dog.
Stupid ugly rack.
This will take some time.
Dog, go sniffing around for the invisible one.
By the time you find her, I hope I have the antidote.
Give it up, lady. We want it, and we want it now.
I don't care haw badly you want to win that dog-fund contest...
I'm not talking.
Good, good. You have become invisible very well.
Yeah, thanks a heap.
Okay, antidote test number one.
Wonderful show, but no antidote.
Knack, knack. Who's there?
You'll find out when you tell us what we want to know.
You're a cruel man, you are.
Okay, lunch break.
Stupid dog fond.
Must have gotten the sandwiches mixed up.
What did you say was in that sandwich?
Lousy stinking dog fond.
That is the antidote. Lousy stinking dog fond.
Huh?
Okay, okay, the secret ingredient is vinegar.
I put vinegar in the dog fond.
I use it in all my cocking.
I hope you're satisfied.
You know, it's not bad.
That's very funny. I've never noticed that.
You are lucky, dog.
Through my extraordinary powers of deduction...
I have found the antidote to the invisibility stone.
Lousy stinking dog fond.
Tang'!-
Well, new we have to get the antidote to your Muriel.
One of us has to get invisible. Again.
Beats eating dog fond.
- And this time, without clothes. - Why?
- That look add to you? - Uh, nape. Ha. Nope. Heh.
"Secret invisibility testing."
Big deal.
"Secret gold storage." Works for me.
Shut up.
Gold!
I'm rich. Ha, ha. I'm rich.
That's the invisible lady's dog.
He knows where the stone is.
- Aah! And new he's running away.
You can't hide that stone from us.
Courage, how lovely that you dropped by.
And you brought my special secret-recipe blue-ribbon dog fond.
Don't show it to anyone official looking.
I don't see any dog or invisible lady.
Perplexing.
I'll tell the general.
You get the visible lady with the oddly protruding apron out of here.
The invisibility stone is last forever.
I guess we can mark the case closed.
New let's get back ta the patriotic work of making statues out of gold.
Sc I wan the dog-fund contest after all.
It just goes to show you, Courage, you always get what you deserve.
Mm-hm.
It is with great pride...
that I dedicate this great statue ta our great nation.
Mama, if you could see me now.
Tangy.
Stupid dog.