Courage the Cowardly Dog (1999) s03e07 Episode Script
Feast of the Bullfrogs-Tulip's Worm
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.
But creepy stuff happens in Nowhere.
It's up to Courage to save his new home.
Stupid dog! You made me look bad! Hmm, need water.
Find new pond! Pond! Water! Eh? What's that? Ew! Frog! Eustace, the strangest thing.
There's a frog in my tea.
Yeah? Well, there's a frog in me foot water.
You got that shiner from a frog? You girlie dog.
Hello, Nowhere Pest Control? Me house is getting overrun with Oh! - Eh? - Oh! Much water here.
Dig pond now.
What? His Majesty Buffo has declared, proclaimed and officially stated with great succinctitude, tersimitry, and lack of redundantation that you dig a pond now.
You can't dig a pond here.
Not us, you.
Now! Dig pond! Slimy stinkin' frogs! I'm getting me mallet.
Ugh! Oof! That's not very polite.
You'll have to go.
Now.
Dog, dig pond, now.
You dig, dog? Oh, my! Pond! Pond! Pond dry.
You, get water.
Make me! You get lily pads.
Goodness! We don't have any lily pads.
Mmm-hmm! Ooh! Aah! Ah.
Oh! Ooh! Lily pads! You, klutz.
Live with frogs, hop like frogs.
I'm sorry, but hopping just isn't my thing.
I don't do no hopping! Ah! Yikes! You hop! - Oh! - Ow! Slimy stinkin' frogs! You croak like frogs.
I don't do no talking like slimy stink Oh! Ribbit-ribbit.
Time to eat like frogs.
Oh! I find this all very demeaning.
Ribbit-ribbit.
Oh! Buffo now declare pond open.
- Ribbit-ribbit.
- Ribbit-ribbit.
A celebration feast, Your Majesty? Yes.
Blarf, get many flies.
Use dog.
Oh! Go tell His Majesty Buffo that the fly marinade is exquisite.
And soon he shall enjoy a royal feast of human legs.
- Ribbit-ribbit.
- Ribbit-ribbit.
Oh, no! Appetizers! What the Yay! Oh! Oh! Ah! Oh! Oh, my! Whew! Buffo alone.
Buffo go.
Find new worshippers.
Stupid dog! Whew! I'm off green tea for a spell.
Pekoe suits me just fine.
Quiet! I'm trying to watch the game! Ha-ha! Fly to center-field! Going! Going! I don't think anyone can catch this fly! Wait! A tremendous catch by center-fielder, Buffo! Okay, where's the worm? I keep telling you, ask first, then fry.
Oh! Lousy, noisy, horn-blowing dog! Eh! Huh? Courage, I'm glad to see you found a friend who likes your tuba-playing.
- Huh? - A shy one, he is.
It's your favorite.
Peanut butter and jelly.
With just a wee dash of vinegar.
It is a lovely cloud formation.
Looks like my Aunt Gertrude, but without the ugly mole.
Do you like the sandwich? Oh! Questions first! Sheesh! You seen a worm around here? What do you want with a wee worm? We're gonna take it captive, bring it back to where it belongs.
That hardly seems nice.
Uh! Hey, Muriel.
Shut the window! So, tell us where the worm is or fry! I must say, you aren't very polite! Tell us where the worm is or fry! Please? You're going to hurt the sweet little thing.
Okay, worm, you're coming home.
Tulip wants you back.
So, just give it up, bucko.
Maybe Eustace was right about the tuba.
No! Courage, it's me, Muriel.
I'm inside the worm.
It really isn't so bad.
Except for the getting digested part.
Okay, dog, listen.
Get us out of here! Uh-huh.
Uh-huh.
It's easy.
Get us to Tulip.
The worm's her pet.
Uh-huh.
She's very nice.
She'll know what to do.
Uh-huh.
Uh-huh.
Just get us onto the ship and fly us back to Planet Eck in Galaxy L-Seven X.
Uh-huh.
Uh-huh.
Uh-huh.
Nuh-uh.
Courage, we've got to get to this Tulip person if we're going to get out of here alive.
I'm feeling woozy.
Are we on the ship? Uh-huh.
Uh-huh.
Uh-huh.
Okay.
Drive it out of here! It's easy.
Ever fly a tri-neutronic split-vector interstellar transport with an acceleron sub-particulate field generator? Nuh-uh.
Ever ride a bike? - Uh-huh.
- Same thing.
Okay.
Left at Saturn, take the Nebulon off-ramp to Interstellar-80.
When you see the Intergalactic House of Sausage, count to 12.
Think lovely thoughts and press the big red button.
Got it? Mmm-hmm.
By the way, the worm has started the active digestion phase.
So, if you don't mind, move it! Courage, hurry! Uh! Just what is it doing now? Tenderizing.
I must say, I don't much like being quite so tender.
Oh! Oh! Whoa! Oh! Mom and Dad, come on down to the Intergalactic House of Sausage.
Free balloons for the kids.
One, two, three The lake's lovely, but I don't have a bathing suit.
Ten, eleven, twelve! Ow! Oh, Wormy.
I've missed you, you runaway worm you.
Oh, hello, little pink dog.
I'm Tulip.
Have you seen my teddies? Naughty, naughty Wormy.
Oh, no! The teddies are too far down to squeeze out! My teddies.
Oh, no! Oh, Courage, I hope you enjoyed your lunch.
I'm going to take a nap.
Ah-ha! Wormy? Teddies! Oh, you're okay! And now I have two more pets.
Ouch! Naughty pet.
Naughty pets.
Naughty, naughty new pets.
Muriel, it's getting chilly! Will you shut that darn window already? Thanks.
I sure could use a wee bit of dinner.
How about a nice peanut butter and jelly sandwich, Courage? With just a wee dash of vinegar.
Stupid dog! English March 2017
But creepy stuff happens in Nowhere.
It's up to Courage to save his new home.
Stupid dog! You made me look bad! Hmm, need water.
Find new pond! Pond! Water! Eh? What's that? Ew! Frog! Eustace, the strangest thing.
There's a frog in my tea.
Yeah? Well, there's a frog in me foot water.
You got that shiner from a frog? You girlie dog.
Hello, Nowhere Pest Control? Me house is getting overrun with Oh! - Eh? - Oh! Much water here.
Dig pond now.
What? His Majesty Buffo has declared, proclaimed and officially stated with great succinctitude, tersimitry, and lack of redundantation that you dig a pond now.
You can't dig a pond here.
Not us, you.
Now! Dig pond! Slimy stinkin' frogs! I'm getting me mallet.
Ugh! Oof! That's not very polite.
You'll have to go.
Now.
Dog, dig pond, now.
You dig, dog? Oh, my! Pond! Pond! Pond dry.
You, get water.
Make me! You get lily pads.
Goodness! We don't have any lily pads.
Mmm-hmm! Ooh! Aah! Ah.
Oh! Ooh! Lily pads! You, klutz.
Live with frogs, hop like frogs.
I'm sorry, but hopping just isn't my thing.
I don't do no hopping! Ah! Yikes! You hop! - Oh! - Ow! Slimy stinkin' frogs! You croak like frogs.
I don't do no talking like slimy stink Oh! Ribbit-ribbit.
Time to eat like frogs.
Oh! I find this all very demeaning.
Ribbit-ribbit.
Oh! Buffo now declare pond open.
- Ribbit-ribbit.
- Ribbit-ribbit.
A celebration feast, Your Majesty? Yes.
Blarf, get many flies.
Use dog.
Oh! Go tell His Majesty Buffo that the fly marinade is exquisite.
And soon he shall enjoy a royal feast of human legs.
- Ribbit-ribbit.
- Ribbit-ribbit.
Oh, no! Appetizers! What the Yay! Oh! Oh! Ah! Oh! Oh, my! Whew! Buffo alone.
Buffo go.
Find new worshippers.
Stupid dog! Whew! I'm off green tea for a spell.
Pekoe suits me just fine.
Quiet! I'm trying to watch the game! Ha-ha! Fly to center-field! Going! Going! I don't think anyone can catch this fly! Wait! A tremendous catch by center-fielder, Buffo! Okay, where's the worm? I keep telling you, ask first, then fry.
Oh! Lousy, noisy, horn-blowing dog! Eh! Huh? Courage, I'm glad to see you found a friend who likes your tuba-playing.
- Huh? - A shy one, he is.
It's your favorite.
Peanut butter and jelly.
With just a wee dash of vinegar.
It is a lovely cloud formation.
Looks like my Aunt Gertrude, but without the ugly mole.
Do you like the sandwich? Oh! Questions first! Sheesh! You seen a worm around here? What do you want with a wee worm? We're gonna take it captive, bring it back to where it belongs.
That hardly seems nice.
Uh! Hey, Muriel.
Shut the window! So, tell us where the worm is or fry! I must say, you aren't very polite! Tell us where the worm is or fry! Please? You're going to hurt the sweet little thing.
Okay, worm, you're coming home.
Tulip wants you back.
So, just give it up, bucko.
Maybe Eustace was right about the tuba.
No! Courage, it's me, Muriel.
I'm inside the worm.
It really isn't so bad.
Except for the getting digested part.
Okay, dog, listen.
Get us out of here! Uh-huh.
Uh-huh.
It's easy.
Get us to Tulip.
The worm's her pet.
Uh-huh.
She's very nice.
She'll know what to do.
Uh-huh.
Uh-huh.
Just get us onto the ship and fly us back to Planet Eck in Galaxy L-Seven X.
Uh-huh.
Uh-huh.
Uh-huh.
Nuh-uh.
Courage, we've got to get to this Tulip person if we're going to get out of here alive.
I'm feeling woozy.
Are we on the ship? Uh-huh.
Uh-huh.
Uh-huh.
Okay.
Drive it out of here! It's easy.
Ever fly a tri-neutronic split-vector interstellar transport with an acceleron sub-particulate field generator? Nuh-uh.
Ever ride a bike? - Uh-huh.
- Same thing.
Okay.
Left at Saturn, take the Nebulon off-ramp to Interstellar-80.
When you see the Intergalactic House of Sausage, count to 12.
Think lovely thoughts and press the big red button.
Got it? Mmm-hmm.
By the way, the worm has started the active digestion phase.
So, if you don't mind, move it! Courage, hurry! Uh! Just what is it doing now? Tenderizing.
I must say, I don't much like being quite so tender.
Oh! Oh! Whoa! Oh! Mom and Dad, come on down to the Intergalactic House of Sausage.
Free balloons for the kids.
One, two, three The lake's lovely, but I don't have a bathing suit.
Ten, eleven, twelve! Ow! Oh, Wormy.
I've missed you, you runaway worm you.
Oh, hello, little pink dog.
I'm Tulip.
Have you seen my teddies? Naughty, naughty Wormy.
Oh, no! The teddies are too far down to squeeze out! My teddies.
Oh, no! Oh, Courage, I hope you enjoyed your lunch.
I'm going to take a nap.
Ah-ha! Wormy? Teddies! Oh, you're okay! And now I have two more pets.
Ouch! Naughty pet.
Naughty pets.
Naughty, naughty new pets.
Muriel, it's getting chilly! Will you shut that darn window already? Thanks.
I sure could use a wee bit of dinner.
How about a nice peanut butter and jelly sandwich, Courage? With just a wee dash of vinegar.
Stupid dog! English March 2017