Perils of Penelope Pitstop (1969) s01e17 Episode Script
London Town Treachery
Help! Starring those seven rollicking rescuers: The Anthill Mob, their courageous car, Chug-a-Boom and that villain of villains, The Hooded Claw.
Penelope Pitstop, heiress to a vast fortune, is in perpetual peril from her fortune-seeking guardian, Sylvester Sneekly who, unknown to her, is really The Hooded Claw.
But foiling this fiend's foul plots are Penelope's ever-present protectors: The Anthill Mob.
I'll get you, Penelope Pitstop! When we last saw Penelope, she was in old London town delivering a painting to the Earl of Crumpet.
But that foul, foggy fiend, The Hooded Claw had other plans.
Yes? Look, Clyde, look! The Hooded Claw's got Penelope! No! Quick, you guys, we gotta save her! Wait for me! Okay, Chug-a-Boom, jump! Meanwhile, The Hooded Claw has taken Penelope to the top of a terrible tower where he tells her of his terrible trap.
Let me tell you of my terrible trap, Pitstop.
I'd rather not hear about it, you hooded fiend.
That's too bad, 'cause I'm going to tell you anyway.
This one's called "The Pitstop and The Pendulum.
" Swinging back and forth just above you is a razor-sharp pendulum and on top of the platform is a horde of hungry hogs.
The more corn the hogs eat, the heavier they get and as they get heavier their weight lowers the pendulum and when it does, Pitstop you'll be Queen of the Cutups! No! Is Penelope doomed to be crowned Queen of the Cutups by a horde of hungry hogs? Or can The Anthill Mob find her in time to pull her from the pendulum? We'll never find Penelope.
We will if you stop laughing and start looking.
Quick, Pockets, make with the observation balloon.
Right, Clyde.
One observation balloon coming up.
Not inside the car, you balloon-brain! Sorry, Clyde.
- See anything, Dum Dum? - I can't see a thing, Clyde.
It would help if you took the binoculars out of the case, you dum-dum.
The case doesn't work any better.
I still can't see a thing.
Brother.
Go help him out, Zippy.
Right, Clyde, right.
Clyde said I'm supposed to help you out.
That's not the way I meant, you dippy Zippy.
I see Penelope, Clyde! I see Penelope.
She's in the castle, tied under a sharp pendulum.
Quick, Chug-a-Boom, head for that castle! Next time, wait for us! Hurry, you guys! That pendulum is getting closer and closer to Penelope as those hungry hogs are eating all the corn! What a corny way to go.
You're pretty corny yourself, Pitstop.
Here we are at the castle, Clyde.
Yeah, castle.
The sign next to the moat says "Danger.
Alligators.
" Go check, Dum Dum.
But what if the alligators eat me? I'd feel sorry for them alligators.
I didn't see any, Clyde.
Brother.
We'd better lower the drawbridge or we'll all end up looking like Dum Dum.
One drawbridge coming down.
All together, now.
Yank! We've been smashed flat, Clyde.
No kidding.
Now saw us out of here! Quick, you guys! Switch to arm power.
Be brave, Penelope.
Help is on its way! I certainly hope so.
This damp tower's taking all the curl out of my little old hairdo.
We gotta find the secret entrance to that tower, and fast.
So search this joint, and I mean search everything.
Right.
- Not me, you six wits! - Right, Clyde.
Maybe the secret entrance is in this old cannon.
It's dark in here.
Let me give you a light.
Jump! Nice going, Yak Yak! Thanks, Clyde.
Look, Clyde, there's the secret entrance.
And look who's guarding it.
Two Bully Brothers in knight suits.
Quick, Zippy, go get us some knight suits.
Right, Clyde.
I said knight suits, not nightshirts! Sorry, Clyde.
Charge! - Stop them, Bully Brothers.
- Right, Claw.
Can our heroes un-can themselves in time to save Penelope? I just know they can.
Not if these hogs keep making pigs of themselves.
Now what are we going to do, Clyde? We're going to cancan over to that cannon.
Follow me! We'll just fire ourselves through the tower and grab Penelope to safety.
Light the fuse, Snoozy.
All right, Clyde.
Here we come, Penelope, here we come! We got the hogs! And just in time to stop the pendulum.
I'm safe! Little old me is safe! Come back here with my hogs! Blast! Don't worry, Penelope, we'll get you and the painting to the Earl of Crumpet in time for tea.
That's what they think.
Go on ahead and set up the phony signs, Bully Brothers while I prepare a tea party they'll never forget.
Right, Claw.
Look, fellas! There's a little old sign.
It says, "This way to the Earl of Crumpet's house.
" What are we waiting for? Let's go, Chug-a-Boom.
My, what a charming place.
Penelope Pitstop! Pip-pip, cheerio, and all that sort of stuff.
The Earl of Crumpet, I presume? You presume right, Pitstop, and you're just in time for tea.
Come in.
You and your ragamuffins make yourselves at home.
I'll be right back with the tea.
While I'm serving tea to those seven meddlers you grab Penelope, Bully Brothers.
Right, Claw.
Blast! Wouldn't you know it? No tea! This is the last time I rent a house from Dr.
Jekyll and Mr.
Hyde.
I'll mix up something that looks like tea from these test tubes.
All right, you little pests I mean, my little guests, drink up.
Bottoms up! Delicious.
- What's going on? - Oh, dear! That tea changed The Anthill Mob into seven little old horrible Jekyll-Hydes! Come back here! Pitstop's my victim! All right, Chug-a-Boom, get going! Won't go.
Maybe some of this tea will change his mind! Right, Clyde.
No! Where's The Anthill Mob taking Penelope? If you'll notice, Pitstop, we put you in this cage.
Will you shut up? I'm not through yet! If you will also notice, there's a rocket tied to the cage.
When this fast-burning fuse ignites the rocket the cage will hurtle down the slide and into the water and at the bottom of the slide there awaits a hungry Loch Ness sea monster.
And you're gonna be his dinner.
The poor little old Anthill Mob, they don't know what they're doing.
Farewell, Pitstop.
No! Who can save Penelope now? What do you know about that? Those seven Jekyll-Hydes put Penelope in a trap.
And it's a doozy, too.
In fact, if it works I won't need you two anymore.
We got to save Penelope, or we'll lose our jobs.
Right.
- What happened? - What are we doing here? Look, Clyde! Penelope's trapped in a cage.
It must be the work of The Hooded Claw.
Come on.
We gotta save her.
Hold on, Penelope.
We got you, Penelope.
You're safe now.
Back to the cage! We'll save you, Penelope! You're safe, Penelope.
I wish they'd make up their Hydes.
Oh, dear! "Oh, dear"is right because the rocket is about to ignite! Oh, dear! Here come the Bully Brothers to the rescue! We got to stop that cage.
We'll save you, Penelope.
No, you fools.
I'll double your salary.
Double? Gracious! There's that ferocious little old sea monster.
No! All is lost! No, sugar.
All is not lost.
See that little old sawfish? He's gonna saw me out of here.
I'm free! Little old me is liberated! So, as Penelope swims safely back to the surface The Anthill Mob changes back to normal for good.
I feel normal.
Look, Clyde.
Penelope's in the water.
Come on, let's pull her out.
Give me your dainty hand, Penelope.
Why, thank you, Softy.
Pass her back.
Thanks.
No! The Hooded Claw has Penelope once again.
Once again back in London town Why have you tied me to the minute hand of Big Ben, you wretch? Glad you asked, Pitstop.
I call it "The Terrible Time Trap.
" When the minute hand reaches the six you will slide off and fall face-first to an awaiting trampoline.
- That's not so terrible.
- But that's not all.
That trampoline will bounce you on top of that dynamite plunger and will explode the dynamite.
Then, like in the song, London Bridge will come falling down all over you! That is terrible.
So, as time ticks Penelope toward her terrible fate The Anthill Mob and Chug-a-Boom charge to the rescue! Penelope's gonna fall face first to a terrible fate.
Don't worry, Penelope.
We'll save you, or my name ain't What is my name? Dum Dum.
Dum Dum? That's a funny name.
Oh, boy.
That Dum Dum was born stupid and he's getting worse every day.
And things are getting worse for Penelope because the minute hand is almost to the six.
Oh, my.
I have a feeling I'm gonna fall.
Little old me is falling! And little old me is laughing.
We'll catch you, Penelope.
You're safe, Penelope, you're safe.
Thanks, fellas.
Blast! So, having foiled the Claw Penelope and The Anthill Mob deliver the painting to the Earl of Crumpet.
Here's the little old painting, Mr.
Earl of Crumpet, sir.
Very much obliged.
What'd he say? He said That's what I thought he said.
So all ends well for Penelope Pitstop.
But what about the Hooded Claw? Blast! I was just bringing back this dynamite when I tripped and fell.
But the next time, it'll be Pitstop who will fall for one of my fiendish traps! Help! I'll get you, Penelope Pitstop!
Penelope Pitstop, heiress to a vast fortune, is in perpetual peril from her fortune-seeking guardian, Sylvester Sneekly who, unknown to her, is really The Hooded Claw.
But foiling this fiend's foul plots are Penelope's ever-present protectors: The Anthill Mob.
I'll get you, Penelope Pitstop! When we last saw Penelope, she was in old London town delivering a painting to the Earl of Crumpet.
But that foul, foggy fiend, The Hooded Claw had other plans.
Yes? Look, Clyde, look! The Hooded Claw's got Penelope! No! Quick, you guys, we gotta save her! Wait for me! Okay, Chug-a-Boom, jump! Meanwhile, The Hooded Claw has taken Penelope to the top of a terrible tower where he tells her of his terrible trap.
Let me tell you of my terrible trap, Pitstop.
I'd rather not hear about it, you hooded fiend.
That's too bad, 'cause I'm going to tell you anyway.
This one's called "The Pitstop and The Pendulum.
" Swinging back and forth just above you is a razor-sharp pendulum and on top of the platform is a horde of hungry hogs.
The more corn the hogs eat, the heavier they get and as they get heavier their weight lowers the pendulum and when it does, Pitstop you'll be Queen of the Cutups! No! Is Penelope doomed to be crowned Queen of the Cutups by a horde of hungry hogs? Or can The Anthill Mob find her in time to pull her from the pendulum? We'll never find Penelope.
We will if you stop laughing and start looking.
Quick, Pockets, make with the observation balloon.
Right, Clyde.
One observation balloon coming up.
Not inside the car, you balloon-brain! Sorry, Clyde.
- See anything, Dum Dum? - I can't see a thing, Clyde.
It would help if you took the binoculars out of the case, you dum-dum.
The case doesn't work any better.
I still can't see a thing.
Brother.
Go help him out, Zippy.
Right, Clyde, right.
Clyde said I'm supposed to help you out.
That's not the way I meant, you dippy Zippy.
I see Penelope, Clyde! I see Penelope.
She's in the castle, tied under a sharp pendulum.
Quick, Chug-a-Boom, head for that castle! Next time, wait for us! Hurry, you guys! That pendulum is getting closer and closer to Penelope as those hungry hogs are eating all the corn! What a corny way to go.
You're pretty corny yourself, Pitstop.
Here we are at the castle, Clyde.
Yeah, castle.
The sign next to the moat says "Danger.
Alligators.
" Go check, Dum Dum.
But what if the alligators eat me? I'd feel sorry for them alligators.
I didn't see any, Clyde.
Brother.
We'd better lower the drawbridge or we'll all end up looking like Dum Dum.
One drawbridge coming down.
All together, now.
Yank! We've been smashed flat, Clyde.
No kidding.
Now saw us out of here! Quick, you guys! Switch to arm power.
Be brave, Penelope.
Help is on its way! I certainly hope so.
This damp tower's taking all the curl out of my little old hairdo.
We gotta find the secret entrance to that tower, and fast.
So search this joint, and I mean search everything.
Right.
- Not me, you six wits! - Right, Clyde.
Maybe the secret entrance is in this old cannon.
It's dark in here.
Let me give you a light.
Jump! Nice going, Yak Yak! Thanks, Clyde.
Look, Clyde, there's the secret entrance.
And look who's guarding it.
Two Bully Brothers in knight suits.
Quick, Zippy, go get us some knight suits.
Right, Clyde.
I said knight suits, not nightshirts! Sorry, Clyde.
Charge! - Stop them, Bully Brothers.
- Right, Claw.
Can our heroes un-can themselves in time to save Penelope? I just know they can.
Not if these hogs keep making pigs of themselves.
Now what are we going to do, Clyde? We're going to cancan over to that cannon.
Follow me! We'll just fire ourselves through the tower and grab Penelope to safety.
Light the fuse, Snoozy.
All right, Clyde.
Here we come, Penelope, here we come! We got the hogs! And just in time to stop the pendulum.
I'm safe! Little old me is safe! Come back here with my hogs! Blast! Don't worry, Penelope, we'll get you and the painting to the Earl of Crumpet in time for tea.
That's what they think.
Go on ahead and set up the phony signs, Bully Brothers while I prepare a tea party they'll never forget.
Right, Claw.
Look, fellas! There's a little old sign.
It says, "This way to the Earl of Crumpet's house.
" What are we waiting for? Let's go, Chug-a-Boom.
My, what a charming place.
Penelope Pitstop! Pip-pip, cheerio, and all that sort of stuff.
The Earl of Crumpet, I presume? You presume right, Pitstop, and you're just in time for tea.
Come in.
You and your ragamuffins make yourselves at home.
I'll be right back with the tea.
While I'm serving tea to those seven meddlers you grab Penelope, Bully Brothers.
Right, Claw.
Blast! Wouldn't you know it? No tea! This is the last time I rent a house from Dr.
Jekyll and Mr.
Hyde.
I'll mix up something that looks like tea from these test tubes.
All right, you little pests I mean, my little guests, drink up.
Bottoms up! Delicious.
- What's going on? - Oh, dear! That tea changed The Anthill Mob into seven little old horrible Jekyll-Hydes! Come back here! Pitstop's my victim! All right, Chug-a-Boom, get going! Won't go.
Maybe some of this tea will change his mind! Right, Clyde.
No! Where's The Anthill Mob taking Penelope? If you'll notice, Pitstop, we put you in this cage.
Will you shut up? I'm not through yet! If you will also notice, there's a rocket tied to the cage.
When this fast-burning fuse ignites the rocket the cage will hurtle down the slide and into the water and at the bottom of the slide there awaits a hungry Loch Ness sea monster.
And you're gonna be his dinner.
The poor little old Anthill Mob, they don't know what they're doing.
Farewell, Pitstop.
No! Who can save Penelope now? What do you know about that? Those seven Jekyll-Hydes put Penelope in a trap.
And it's a doozy, too.
In fact, if it works I won't need you two anymore.
We got to save Penelope, or we'll lose our jobs.
Right.
- What happened? - What are we doing here? Look, Clyde! Penelope's trapped in a cage.
It must be the work of The Hooded Claw.
Come on.
We gotta save her.
Hold on, Penelope.
We got you, Penelope.
You're safe now.
Back to the cage! We'll save you, Penelope! You're safe, Penelope.
I wish they'd make up their Hydes.
Oh, dear! "Oh, dear"is right because the rocket is about to ignite! Oh, dear! Here come the Bully Brothers to the rescue! We got to stop that cage.
We'll save you, Penelope.
No, you fools.
I'll double your salary.
Double? Gracious! There's that ferocious little old sea monster.
No! All is lost! No, sugar.
All is not lost.
See that little old sawfish? He's gonna saw me out of here.
I'm free! Little old me is liberated! So, as Penelope swims safely back to the surface The Anthill Mob changes back to normal for good.
I feel normal.
Look, Clyde.
Penelope's in the water.
Come on, let's pull her out.
Give me your dainty hand, Penelope.
Why, thank you, Softy.
Pass her back.
Thanks.
No! The Hooded Claw has Penelope once again.
Once again back in London town Why have you tied me to the minute hand of Big Ben, you wretch? Glad you asked, Pitstop.
I call it "The Terrible Time Trap.
" When the minute hand reaches the six you will slide off and fall face-first to an awaiting trampoline.
- That's not so terrible.
- But that's not all.
That trampoline will bounce you on top of that dynamite plunger and will explode the dynamite.
Then, like in the song, London Bridge will come falling down all over you! That is terrible.
So, as time ticks Penelope toward her terrible fate The Anthill Mob and Chug-a-Boom charge to the rescue! Penelope's gonna fall face first to a terrible fate.
Don't worry, Penelope.
We'll save you, or my name ain't What is my name? Dum Dum.
Dum Dum? That's a funny name.
Oh, boy.
That Dum Dum was born stupid and he's getting worse every day.
And things are getting worse for Penelope because the minute hand is almost to the six.
Oh, my.
I have a feeling I'm gonna fall.
Little old me is falling! And little old me is laughing.
We'll catch you, Penelope.
You're safe, Penelope, you're safe.
Thanks, fellas.
Blast! So, having foiled the Claw Penelope and The Anthill Mob deliver the painting to the Earl of Crumpet.
Here's the little old painting, Mr.
Earl of Crumpet, sir.
Very much obliged.
What'd he say? He said That's what I thought he said.
So all ends well for Penelope Pitstop.
But what about the Hooded Claw? Blast! I was just bringing back this dynamite when I tripped and fell.
But the next time, it'll be Pitstop who will fall for one of my fiendish traps! Help! I'll get you, Penelope Pitstop!