ST AUG} - We interrupt this program to bring you
Courage the Cowardly Dog show!
- Starring Courage, the Cowardly Dog! - (COURAGE SCREAMS)
Abandoned as a pup, he was found by Muriel,
who lives in the middle of Nowhere with her husband Eustace Bagge.
EU ST ACE GRUNT S} - But creepy stuff happens in Nowhere.
- It's up to Courage to save his new home. - (SCREAMING)
Stupid dog! You made me look bad!
Courage, look.
Delores Delores.
It's a perfect fit.
Such a lovely actress.
Wens)
EUSTACE". Stupid, girly-handed dog!
Hey!
Watch where you're going, you fool!
I make sure you never work in this town again!
Eh. Lousy hippie.
Come on! Let's get going.
To think I walked on the same sidewalk as Delores Delores.
- (Dl-LUNG KISSING) Yeah, yeah. Let's go!
Isn't Hollowood just the most magical place on Earth?
Nope.
Come on, Eustace. Look around.
Don't all the lights make you want to say, "Hollowood, I'm yours!"?
No!
Maybe this is one of those tours.
Of what? The stars' sewer system?
Oops!
Don't be scared, Courage.
It's only a—
Creature in the wall.
Creature in the... (SCREAMS)
Welcome to Hollowood Cabaret.
I'm your host, your MC,
your audience for tonight's show.
What's the cover charge?
There is no cover charge.
In that case, start the show and bring me some chopped meat.
(GRUMBLING) Ah, yes.
The show will begin soon.
You are the entertainment for this evening.
(SCREAMING) No!
I don't do no entertaining.
Oh, I'm prepared to compensate you for your talent.
If I like your performance, I will give you...
A solid-gold truck.
Happy birthday to me.
Where's the spotlight?
Give me my truck...
Eustace never could sing.
- (COURAGE SCREAMS) - Oh, my!
Your man gave me heartburn.
Let's move on to our next performer.
You, madam.
I'm not really an entertainer.
I mean, I was the lead buttercup in the middle school Flower Pageant.
But that was a long time ago.
If I like your performance,
I'll give you the life of one of Hollowood's greatest legends.
It will be as if you stepped inside the skin of...
Delores Delores.
Delores Delores!
(WHINING) No!
Courage, you're upstaging me.
Give me an F-sharp above high C.
Now, Courage, it's not your turn to show off.
More heartburn.
Would you like to perform for me, dog?
Uh-uh!
Oh, really? What if I offered you
1,000 pounds of the finest sirloin,
rare and extra juicy,
prepared by the world's finest Croatian chef?
You'd like your family back, would you?
Hmm.
What if I offered you a yard filled with handmade Italian shoes,
crafted of the finest leather by ancient artisans
for you to chew on to your heart's delight?
Look, dog. Perform for me.
If you please me, I'll let you pick your prize.
And we'll see how much it takes to buy you.
I'll take it!
Hmm.
I think I might enjoy this.
Courage, save us! I think we're getting digested.
Yes. In a pool of my stomach acid.
All of this callous selfish behavior.
People selling themselves.
Their talent, their art. For fame and fortune.
It makes me sick.
Oh!
Hey, what about me?
What do I look like? Chopped liver?
What's— Huh?
Ahhh!
OW! Ooh! Ooh!
So, you really don't want a glamorous prize?
You are only interested in leaving here with your family?
Ah. I've never encountered such selfless, generous behavior.
(GURGLING) I, I—
Courage, I think there's something wrong with our host.
Yeah, he's a lousy host.
I think he's having some sort of seizure.
MY, my heart,
over there, in the middle of the room.
Courage, do something. We can't just let him suffer.
Courage!
Wens)
Oh!
(GASPS) Yay!
Courage, you did it! You got his heart going good and regular.
You, you saved your family, and then you saved me.
I had forgotten that anyone could be so giving, so generous.
My heartburn is gone.
L, I feel, I feel...
Optimistic!
I think he's getting back to his old self. Whatever his old self was.
Huh?
I was so bitter, so disgusted with people's callousness,
that I became an ulcer in my own stomach.
But you've freed me. How can I ever thank you?
Well, I wouldn't mind finishing the song.
Just for the love of singing.
I'd like that very much.
I wouldn't.
Oh!
Hold it, fat lady.
- Oh! - (SPLASHES)
Hmm.
Ew!
Huh?
Courage, I thought you returned that to the library ages ago.
Oh, my! This book is due two years ago next Tuesday.
It's a wonder we all haven't been arrested and sent to library prison.
You'd better return this right away.
Shh!
Return what you owe,
or you owe, and owe, and owe...
Courage, I don't think it's much. But it's all the savings I've got.
If the dog has to pay a book fine, he should earn the money his own self.
Eustace, we should help the poor dear.
He's in this way over his head.
That's what you get for reading books.
TV's free!
Well, if we still have the book, we might as well enjoy it.
- (SLICING) - Oh!
And TV don't give you paper cuts, neither.
'(SLICES) - Ah!
Stupid sharp book!
You owe, and owe, and owe,
and owe, and owe, and owe, and owe...
I feel odd.
Me too.
Ahhh!
Spikes and spines, spines and spikes.
A prickled-up pixie is a pixie I like.
lam the pixie. The pixie am I.
I'm a blip. I'm a blur. I'm a blink of an eye.
Pickles and prickles, prickles and sticks.
I spy the pixie. Come here, little pix.
Why! Argh!
Oh!
Whee!
Flying fairy friend, it's you!
Come with me, fairy. We'll flit and we'll fly.
We'll tickle that pickle. Just you and just I.
Come fly, fairy friend.
Whee!
Spike, the catcher's boy. It's you!
Come with me, Spikey. We'll spike that old pix.
Bring your best trouble and treacherous tricks.
- (CROWD MURMURING) That is one chubby pixie.
And then we'll all flitter and flutter so free.
We'll all be pixies. Pixies we'll be.
Ha-ha!
Oh!
OW, OW, ow!
There, fairy friend.
Have you forgotten? We know how to fly.
You sick?
Hmm. Let me have a look at her, see if there's anything that I can do.
Anything at all.
Spike! Where's Spike? - (WHIMPERING)
Sharpen my prickles.
Capture that pixie, we'll take to the sea.
For pixies and salt air don't ever agree.
That's my ship.
Go get it!
After the pixie!
OW!
Ow'.!
Spikey! I don't likey!
Fairy friend!
You are right. She is out of it.
Nothing I can do, nothing at all.
I'll see you in fairyland.
Shh!
Oh!
Shh!
Huh?
You have returned and paid what you owe... What you owe...
Yes!
Ahhh!
Oh!
Eustace! What are you doing?
Dang if I know, woman. What are you doing?
- (SNAKE HISSING) - Huh?
Oh!
Shh!
Stupid Dog!
English - SDH