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.
Oh, Eustace, aren't you excited about your birthday party?
Eh...
Ain't gonna be no party.
A visitor.
Yes?
Any small change to help a pour soul?
Oh, of course. Just a moment.
Oh!
Here's a little something, dear.
And you must be hungry.
I just baked it this morning.
Oh, and that would go lovely with a cup of tea.
Haw about you, dog?
Thank you for your kindness.
What about the bald one?
Yes, Eustace. You must have something to give.
Yeah, I gut something to give. The boat!
Upon your shiny head, a curse
Huh?
Long as your soul lives in your purse
And with your coins you cannot part
Your sky shall be dark as your heart
Gobbledy-gook.
Ain't no such thing as curses.
And there ain't no such thing as parties neither.
Oh. "W"
Eustace, where are you going?
Ta the picture show.
Eustace, the curse.
There ain't no curse.
Why don't you stay and help with the party?
I ain't helping with no party because there ain't gonna be no party.
Oh. "W"
Do you mind removing your cloud?
Then maybe you could move over a seat so we could see the screen.
Make me!
He's getting my popcorn saggy.
I'm complaining to the manager.
How's that, Courage?
Mm-hm.
Oh!
Excuse me, sir...
but would you please help me across the street?
You got legs, don't you? Help yourself.
Dc you think Eustace will like it?
Mister, mister, please!
Could you please send this to my fiancee?
Tell her I'm sorry, but I'll have to miss our wedding.
Please just buy a stamp for it.
Tell her I love her.
I ain't buying any stamps.
There ain't no curse.
Curse...
Eustace. - Huh?
The bed's getting saggy.
If you can't do away with this curse, you're gonna have to sleep on the roof.
Bah!
Ain't no such thing as curses.
Na way, no haw.
Oh!
He)'. My glasses!
Oh!
L— I can't see.
Where? Where?
Muriel, is that you?
You're not Muriel.
Get off my roof.
I don't know who you are. Huh?
Huh?
Na solicitors.
New you get! We don't want any!
Oh, Courage, I couldn't sleep knowing Eustace is on the roof.
But there's something wrong with the reception.
Goad to see you.
Yuck.
Rain or no rain...
that man should really come to his own birthday party.
Eustace, get dawn here this instant.
Eustace, did you hear me?
What are you doing up there?
Huh?
Your guests are waiting.
Na solicitors. Especially at this hour.
You want a piece of me? You want a piece of me?
Oh, my. New see what you went and dune, Eustace.
- You scared off your guests. - Huh'?
And you're leaving a ring an the flour.
Here, stand an this coaster.
You can't foal me.
Who? You're not Muriel!
One, two, three. I win!
The stupid one. He's stupid, right?
Mm-hm.
There is nothing I can do.
The farmer has to remove the curse by finding generosity in his heart.
And he can only do that by seeing himself the way he really is.
But I feel sorry for you.
Far a few pieces of silver, I could sell you this mirror.
All you have to do is hold it up to the stupid one.
You want a piece of me?
Eustace, where are your marbles?
Courage!
Help!
Na solicitors.
What's this?
Who's that?
Who are you, bay?
It's so hat. My head is burning.
Where's your hat?
I don't have one.
Na hat?
Oh, no hat. That's not right. A little bay should have a hat.
Oh, Courage, you did the impossible.
You gut Eustace to give of himself.
My glasses. I can see.
You know, Eustace, you should thank Courage for getting rid of that curse.
What you doing with my hat, dog?
There ain't no such thing as a curse.
Ehh!
Ehh! Ain't nothing an. Nothing to watch. Nothing.
Oh, my! I've wan! I've wan!
I've wan the sitar contest.
I get to play my sitar onstage at Radio City Music Hall.
- Yes! - Who cares'?
There ain't nothing to watch.
Bays, we're going to New York City.
Taxi!
This ain't no place for me. I belong in my chair.
- Hey! - Watch where you're going, you foal!
Watch where you're going, you foal!
You see, Eustace. You're fitting in already.
New, I wander where the entrance is.
Hmm.
Psst, psst.
The show don't go on for hours, but I can get you in real quick-like.
There it is!
- Now, aren't you glad I won the contest? - Who cares'?
You wan a contest?
Then you can came in the special artists' entrance.
Na!
I ain't going through no dour I don't know what's an the other side.
I gut hat dogs.
Works for me.
Haw exciting.
I lave show business.
By the way, name's Bushwick. But call me Shwick.
Just Shwick. Don't ever call me Bushwick. Just Shwick.
Where are you from?
Bushwick. You can call that Bushwick, but not me.
Me, you call Shwick. Just Shwick.
This aver here is the rehearsal roam.
Such a warm welcome.
Homey.
Where's the hat dogs?
Sc this here's the rehearsal roam.
You can rehearse. Just rehearse.
This is just fine.
If you're dead.
Hey, a TV!
You gut a remote?
Two thousand channels. Ga ahead. Knack yourself out.
Make that hat dog a fact-lung.
I'd better get ta practicing for the big show tonight.
Listen, I gut an errand that needs some running.
And I can't leave the premises because I gut sweeping to do.
Ga to that address.
There'll be a package waiting there.
You bring that package back to me by curtain time...
or it's curtains for the sitar lady.
You see that dour?
You wanna know what's behind that dour?
You don't wanna know what's behind that door.
You see these bones?
You wanna know what made these bones?
You don't wanna know what made these bones.
I'm sending your kid out for some coffee. Ga!
And no caps.
Need some help?
Hmm...
I just know something bad is going to happen.
Huh?
Things I do for lave.
Hmm...
Gulp! - Hmm...
Hmm...
- Briefs. - Boxers.
- Briefs! - Boxers!
It's the evil package!
Okay, let's see your license and registration.
Hmm...
There's no driver.
Runaway train!
Welcome to the nuclear-powered, computerized bullet train.
- Sit back, relax and- COMPUTER 2'. Hang on for your life!
When you're right, you're right. Yours are longer.
Told you so.
Five minutes to show time.
Your sun better be back here scan with my coffee.
You can always trust my Courage ta get the jab dune.
Radio City Music Hall. Last stop.
Courage, you made it back just in time for my performance.
You bent my squeegee.
New it's curtains for the sitar lady.
Nobody double-crosses Shwick.
Oh!
I said, no caps.
Looks like we finally got you, Bushwick.
Shwick! Shwick! It's just Shwick!
Two thousand channels and still nothing to watch.
Stupid dog!