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.
Och.
Oh.
Och.
Oh.
Huh?
Hey, stupid dog.
Haw stupid.
Dank, dink, dank, dank, dank.
Courage, I think a visit to a game arcade would be wonderful.
- A visitor. - Big deal.
Yes?
Oh.
Hello. Can I help you?
Car brake. Phone... Yes?
We ain't gut a phone.
Phone. Na. Yes?
Poor man.
Of course you can use the phone.
You must be chilly.
I'll get you a nice hat cup of tea.
Hmm.
Tow truck. Came. Yes?
Can't get a quiet minute.
Here you go.
It's nice scathing chamomile tea.
Would you like some cake with that?
Cake. Same. Yes?
Excuse me. I'll be right back.
New to mission. Yes?
Hostility? Check.
Greed? Check.
Cynicism? Check.
Kindness? Nat check.
Staring rude. Yes?
You go. Yes?
Na. Na kindness here.
Just angry.
Ah. Here's a little something, dear.
Cake. Yes?
I just baked it this morning.
Cake. Haw kind. Hmm. Kind.
Look up. See. Yes? - Yes.
It is a lovely ceiling.
Kindness. Yes?
Kindness. Check, check, check.
We ain't gut no fond.
And don't let me catch you around here again.
Muriel!
'Fay!
Huh?
What you looking at, Four-Eyes?
Oh.
- I'm hungry. Me tan.
- Cook me dinner. Me too.
- Stupid dog. - Me tan.
What did I do?
Kindness. Yes?
Yes!
Stupid dog.
I'm hungry-
Me tan.
That's a salad fork, you stupid.
What are you trying ta—? Huh?
Stupid husband, you let the stupid dog get away.
Blah, blah, blah.
What did I do?
Kindness. Na. Yes?
Ah. Goad. Kindness.
With kindness, I can new conquer the universe.
Because with kindness, I can new know what not to be.
Engine an. Ga. Yes?
Start engine now.
We go. Yes?
Huh?
You didn't do your stupid tasks, stupid dog.
New you gut me all stupid out of breath.
Engine an. Na.
- Unh. - Stupid dog.
Rude. Yes?
Unh. Muriel, I'll save you. Unh.
You go. Yes?
Stupid planet.
Stupid brain.
Stupid arms and legs.
Stupid tentacles.
Ow!
New you'll became nothing. Yes?
Oh, haw rude of me.
Would you like to leave?
I'm sorry to hold you up. Yes?
Ugh. Stupid digestive system.
Stupid gray matter.
Allow me.
Such a nice little doggy. Yes?
Why, thank you. Yes?
Stupid running. Stupid turning. Stupid...
Stupid falling. Stupid aching elbow. Stupid electoral college.
Ooh!
Courage, what's happened?
- Where are we? - Yes!
Don't you wanna yell at him?
Of course not.
Hit him with a rolling pin?
Na.
Use him for a dust rag?
Certainly not.
Just when things was getting good.
Calm yourself, Eustace.
Everything's back to normal.
Thanks to Courage, we won't have to worry about any more aliens.
Car brake. Phone. Yes?
"The fate of Dusty Little Town rested an the shoulders of its new sheriff."
Twelve bucks for electric? Robbery.
"The new lawman had no idea...
haw much trouble came with his shiny new badge.
Far an ill wind was blowing in from the west that day."
They ain't getting my money. - Huh?
Robbery, that's what this is.
I'm taking my money to my grave.
I ain't getting swindled.
Eh.
"And the Dusty Little Town was about ta learn all about fear...
and courage."
Welcome, stranger.
Seeing as you're the newest citizen of this here city...
and you've shown great bravery by, uh... By, uh...
What'd he do, Floyd?
- Showed u p. - Oh, yeah.
Seeing as haw you've shown great bravery by showing up...
I hereby name you sheriff of Dusty Little Town.
Mm-hm.
I know, this is kind of sudden...
but I can tell you're prime sheriffing material.
- Huh? - Yup.
- Wouldn't you say so, Swiney'? - Yep.
See? Grade-A lawman.
That's you. Loved by the grateful people of your town.
And feared by your enemies.
Nat that you have any enemies.
He don't have no enemies.
Don't he, Floyd?
Nope.
Well, good luck.
I mean, good to have you.
Uh-ah. It's the new sheriff.
He's a goner.
He sure is.
Trouble's coming, cowboy.
Better call the undertaker.
Another sheriff bites the dust.
Let me have a rant beer for my new friend here.
He'll be a-needing it.
Rant beer coming up.
You're the 22nd sheriff here in Dusty Little Town.
- This year. - Hmm?
They've all, well, disappeared.
Hmm.
Because of the rumors.
Och.
The rumors that The Whip is coming back.
But you don't believe rumors, do you?
Well, see you.
One rant beer.
Ah.
Hi, cowboy.
- My name's Minnie. - Huh?
Ah, you're a brave one, you are.
Coming in to town like this, ready to serve and protect.
You really have nothing to worry about.
The Whip is gone to the big roundup in the sky.
Buried up an Boat Hill.
His partners and him, they pulled a bank jab.
But the partners double-crossed him.
Set him up.
Whip's been gone a year now.
- A year today. - Whew.
This is him.
And his last wards were:
I'll be back in a year at sundown to get my loot from those what swindled me...
and ain't no lawman gonna stop me.
What's the matter? You look like you seen a ghost.
Get out of town while you still can.
Get out now. New. Now!
Get out of town while you still can.
New. Now!
Oh. "W"
Who did this to you?
The Wh—
The Whi—
The Wh—
The walrus?
The Wh—
The whale?
The Wh—
The Wintergreen mint.
The Whi—
The Whip!
The Whip! Run for your lives!
Sounds like it's coming from the mayor's office.
Surely you're not leaving me here alone.
I mean, you ain't scared.
I swear it wasn't me.
It was the barber and the butcher. It was their idea.
It's him. It's The Whip. He's came back.
Oh, no.
We've gotta help that man.
I know I'm not gonna like this.
You're a low-down, double-stealing, no-good crook of a crook.
You set me up. Admit it.
Okay, okay, I admit it.
But you can't run away.
You're the brave sheriff.
I don't know where the loot is.
I don't know.
Okay, okay. It's in the safe, behind the picture.
- The picture of— - Why, that's Minnie.
Minnie's my girl.
You wink at a guy, and right away he thinks you belong to him.
Mm-hm.
What are you doing with a picture of my Minnie on your wall?
Oh, that's who that is.
Picture just came with a wallet I bought.
No-good, girl-stealing double-crosser. Unh!
What-f? Huh?
New you're stealing my girl, lawman? Argh!
Stupid lawman.
You're my girl, and you're coming with me.
I don't think so.
Okay, I'm coming with you. Och!
Help! Sheriff!
What kind of cheap horses are they making nowadays?
Huh?
Or else what?
It's not my birthday.
What?
Uh-oh.
Oh, sheriff, I knew you couldn't let me dawn.
You've taught me the meaning of the ward "courage."
Courage. Courage. Courage.
Courage. Courage.
Courage.
I think you nodded off before I read you the ending.
"And the sheriff and Minnie rude off into the sunset...
happily ever after."
And that's the end of the story.
Nat yet. The story's just starting.
Well, here we go again, partner.
Stupid dog!