04x11 - Courageous Cure/Ball of Revenge

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-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!

-(EUSTACE YELLS)
-(COURAGE SCREAMS)

SCIENCE OFFICER:
Watch as the disease takes hold.

Ow.

SCIENCE OFFICER: Poor fella.
Nothing he can do to stop it.

(GROANING)

CAPTAIN LAZZO: Enough! I can't watch!

This disease has claimed
too many of us back home.

Our race is b*ating itself
out of existence.

You'd think we could find a cure
with all our knowledge and all our arms.

We will find the cure, Captain Lazzo.

We've located a race of beings

who only use their arms
to b*at each other up,

never themselves.

CAPTAIN LAZZO: Will we
be able to hybridize with them

and conquer this deadly scourge?

We'll see.

We're bringing the
subjects aboard momentarily.

(WHOOSHING)

Eustace, I think I'm having
one of those flying dreams again.

Well, dream of sleeping, and shut up!

(WHOOSHING)

(WINDMILL CREAKING)

(RINGING)

I have a feeling
today's going to be a great day.

Just gorgeous!

(YAWNS) Dog, get me my newspaper.

(GRUNTING)

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Huh?

(SCREAMING)

(HEARTBEAT POUNDING)

Courage, you should
really put on your clothes.

(MUMBLING)

Of course,
I'll make you blueberry pancakes.

(MURIEL SCREAMING)

Muriel, you ain't going
nowhere till I get my breakfast.

(SCREAMING)

k*ll the sanitizing lights.

MURIEL: Oh, my!

EUSTACE: Where's my breakfast?

We apologize for
this slight inconvenience.

Coffee! I want coffee!

With your indulgence,

we would like your help
in preventing our race

from becoming extinct.

Who cares?

Oh, you poor things.

Boys, we're being asked to help

these nice odd-looking strangers
from becoming extinct.

I think it's only neighborly
to give them a hand.

No!

Begin DNA transfusion.

Right.

(BEEPS)

(MURIEL AND EUSTACE GRUNTING)

Huh?

(SCREAMING)

What...

Oh, my-

(MUMBLING)

Courage, help us.

We only need help from those
who walk upright like us.

You, four-legged one, you can relax.

(BEEPS)

(GASPS) No!

(STRUGGLING)

I'm sure my science officer

can calm your fears by explaining to you
exactly what is happening.

- Jay?
- Right.

You are being infused with our DNA
so that you can become hybrid beings

and develop antibodies to the disease
that is destroying us.

We will then extract
the antibodies from you,

and create a serum that will cure us.

And after you all are cured,
we'll be fine as new?

- Ask him.
- Can't bother with that now.

(ALL SCREAMING)

I only wanted to be a good neighbor.

Next time, let the neighbors get extinct
and get me my breakfast!

(STRUGGLING)

(CHOMPING)

The DNA should be taking effect.

(GROANING)

(STRAINING) Coffee.

(SCREAMING)

(SCREAMING)

No!

We have to wait for them to
accept our DNA and stabilize.

(SCREAMING)

(MOOING)

Hmm.

What happens next?

(CONTINUES SCREAMING)

(SCREAMING)

Right.

Now we administer the disease
and then hope for antibodies to form.

How will we know if they form antibodies?

If they form antibodies,
the disease would not affect them.

If they don't start b*ating
themselves up, we're saved.

(BEEPS)

(BOTH GRUNT)

Now, we'll see how they're reacting.

(GROANING)

I knew I should have been a telemarketer.

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(SCREAMING)

Ow'.!

(GASPS)

(STRUGGLING)

(GRUNTING)

And I had such high hopes for the day!

Look out!

Disease juice!

(STRAINED GRUNTING)

Hmm?

(WHISTLING)

(CHUCKLING)

(GRUNTING)

(GRUNTING)

(GRUNTING)

(GRUNTS)

(LAUGHING)

(BEEPS)

(SCREAMING)

(CONTINUES SCREAMING)

(STRAINED GRUNTING)

(GRUNTS)

Courage, it's no use.

Save yourself.

No.

(SCREAMING)

Courage, you drank the disease!

(EXCLAIMS)

Huh?

Jay, look.

The four-legged one is immune.

Can we get the serum from him?

First we have to hybridize him.

Courage, help us!

The big, sliding thing.

(WHIMPERING)

(GULPING)

Ugh!

(GASPS)

Oh!

Huh?

(SNEEZING)

(EXCLAIMING)

There, you're ready to produce serum.

(GRUNTING)

Oh!

(GRUNTING)

(sum-nus)

wens)

There.

That should be enough serum
to cure everyone, Captain Lazzo.

Ah. And it's tasty, too.

Oh!

Right!

Ah. Much better.

(MUSIC PLAYING ON TV)

(SIGHS) So good to be home.

I hope Eustace finds his way back.

(MUMBLING)

(EXCLAIMS IN DISGUST)

That ain't ham and eggs!

I want ham!

(SNIFFLES) And I want eggs!

(SOBBING) Mommy!

(LAUGHING)

SCIENCE OFFICER: Right!

MURIEL: Almost done.

I thought the periwinkle yarn
would be striking.

But, oh, that mellow yellow
just makes the blanket.

Yellow schmellow!

Hurry it up! I'm freezing!

And done!

(GRUNTING)

Come to papa!

Here you go.

- Huh?
'(SIGHS)

-(LAUGHING)
- Gorgeous!

Muriel, what are you doing?

Giving my new blanket to that filthy dog?

(LAUGHING)

Oh, Eustace, you have that
perfectly comfy chair to sit in.

And what does Courage have?
Only a wee blankie.

Courage, Courage, Courage.

That stupid dog gets
all the good stuff around here.

I hate that dumb dog.

Oh, don't you fret, Courage.

He doesn't hate you.

(WHIMPERS)

- Time for that dog to git for good!
-(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

Operator, I'm gonna need a few numbers.

(LAUGHING)

EUSTACE: Well, I'm a man of few words.

So, let's just get down
to the nitty gritty.

What are we here for?

ALL: Revenge!

(LAUGHING)

And who are we gonna destroy?

ALL: That stupid dog!

(ALL LAUGHING MANIACALLY)

It was a good idea to go shopping
while Eustace cooled off.

Now we're all stocked up on your favorite
vinegar-dipped liver supreme dog food.

Ugh!

(MUFFLED CHEERING)

Eustace, what are you doing down there?

What?

Eustace, what's all the ruckus?

What ruckus?

VILLAINS: Destroy the stupid dog!

- Eh...
- CAJUN FOX: Lie, man, lie.

That's my friends. It's a men's club.

And no dogs allowed.

Friends?

But you can bring us some sandwiches!

So, how do we sabotage the dog?

BIG TOE: Yeah, what's the plan?

The plan is we kidnap Muriel.

That stupid dog will come to her rescue.

And we'll have him
right where we want him!

Yes, set a trap.

Something cunning,
elaborate, over the top.

But he's right upstairs.
Why don't we just--

Ow! What'd I say? What'd I say?

(LAUGHING) Goodbye, stupid dog.

Keep stirring the pudding,
Courage, or it'll burn.

- Don't stop stirring no matter what.
-(SIZZLING)

wens)

(INDISTINCT MURMURING)

(WHISTLING)

Well, everyone help yourself
to a finger sandwich.

I thought this was a men's club.

Eustace!

(MUFFLED SCREAM)

(STRUGGLING)

This is one of those
naughty men's clubs, isn't it?

What have you done with Eustace?

Forget Eustace, see? We want the dog.

Now, get to screaming!

You're gonna get us that dog, see?

No. I won't do it.

KATZ". Allow me.

(LAUGHING)

Oh, no. Don't mix the colors.

(LAUGHING)

Not that!

No! No!

(MURIEL SCREAMING)

(SCREAMING)

Yeah, remember us?

Yeah, remember us?

Oh, no!

You licked us good, see?

Cooked us good, too. Remember that?

Oh. What are you gonna do to my Courage?

Now we're gonna put the
squeeze on you, see?

(GRUNTING)

(EUSTACE LAUGHING)

(STRUGGLING)

Ready for a little sport
before slow dying, dear boy?

Uh-uh.

Let's play dodgeball.

(SCREAMING)

(WHISTLE BLOWING)

These are the rules.

Le ball, she is round.

The loser, he is fini.

(LAUGHING)

(WHIMPERING)

(LAUGHING)

(GRUNTS)

Who invited this unrefined beast?

My spicy Cajun pierogies
are known to pack a wallop.

(GASPS)

(LAUGHING)

(GRUNTING)

Pooey!

(SCREAMING)

(GRUNTS)

Ouch!

(LAUGHING)

(ALL LAUGHING)

(GROANING)

(WHIMPERS)

(GRUNTING)

(TIMER BUZZING)

- Time out. Time out!
-(WHISTLE BLOWING)

Good boy, Courage.

Go get 'em!

(WHISTLE BLOWING)

(GASPS)

-(GROWLING)
-(SCREAMING)

(WHISTLE BLOWING)

Le halftime.

(SINGING)

(APPLAUSE)

(SCREAMING)

(GULPING)

(GRUNTING)

-(PIANO PLAYING SINGLE NOTES)
-(GROANING)

(OFF-KEY PIANO NOTES)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(SNARLING)

(LAUGHING)

Stupid dog! This is it!

(WHIMPERING)

MURIEL: Come on, Courage!
You can't give up!

There must be something
you can do better than them.

Come on, Courage! What can you do?

Mmm!

(INHALES DEEPLY)

(SCREAMING)

-(HOUSE RUMBLING)
-(FLOOR CRACKING)

Stupid dog! What are you doing?

(ALL GROANING)

(SCREAMING CONTINUES)

Ooh!

(VILLAINS SCREAMING)

(HEARTBEAT POUNDING)

wens)

(CHAIN RATTLING)

Ooh.

(TIMER BUZZING)

(WASHING MACHINE WHIRRING)

(HUMMING)

(SIGHS DEEPLY)

Oh, my!

Courage, what big lungs you have.

The winner!

(LAUGHING)

Men's club, huh?

Oh.

Hello, Muriel.

Ow'.!

What'd I do?

Well, I hope you're happy now, Eustace.

(MUTTERING)

Stupid dog!

Courage...

(COURAGE SCREAMING)

MAN: How's that for menace?

(THEME some)

EUSTACE'. Stupid dog!