01x17 - Brain Sprain/Cat Balloon

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- ♪ Heathcliff, heathcliff
no one should ♪

♪ Terrify their neighborhood

♪ But heathcliff
just won't be undone ♪

♪ Playing pranks on everyone

♪ There's a race
to be on top ♪

♪ The competition
doesn't stop ♪

♪ Mixing with the ladies fair

♪ Being charming, debonair

♪ The g*ng
will reign supreme ♪

♪ And no one
can deny-y-y-y ♪

♪ They'll make some history

♪ And always have an alibi

♪ So join in the jubilee

♪ The cats are great,
they'll all agree ♪

♪ Find in each calamity

♪ The cats' superiority

♪ Oh oh oh
oh oh oh oh oh ♪

♪ Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

♪ Heathcliff, heathcliff
no one should ♪

♪ Terrify their neighborhood

♪ But heathcliff
just won't be undone ♪

♪ You should realize

♪ He can win it with you

- [Snoring]

- Ah!

Aw...i can never get
this puzzle right.

Aw, forget it.

I give up.

Heathcliff, you're a genius!

- A sleepy genius.

Now bug off!

- I can't believe it.

Heathcliff solved the puzzle.

I gotta show grandpa this.

Look, grandpa.

Heathcliff solved my puzzle

With his own little paws.

What do ya think?

- I think you have quite
an imagination, iggy.

- Professor pim,
you're the expert on animals.

What do you think?

- Well, these things
are very simple.

[Grumbling]

Child's play!

Eh heh heh heh!
Hee hee eh...

May I take your cat to
my animal research institute

For further study?

A cat that smart may be
the find of the century.

- Hear that, heathcliff?

You won't mind being
tested, will you, boy?

- Pbbbllltt!

- I promise
to give heathcliff

All the kitty yum-yums
he can eat.

- Yum-yums?

Why didn't you say so?

- This is the best room
in the institute, heathcliff.

I hope you like living here.

You'll be sharing this room

With 2 other
exceptional felines.

Byron and filo.

Well, I'll
see you boys later.

- All right,

If there's anything
I won't tolerate,

It's a sloppy room.

Heathcliff, unpack
your bags over there.

- Slim chance, fat face.

- Oh, I wouldn't
get comfortable there.

- Watch me.

- That's my bed, bulb head.

- [Hums "camptown races"]

♪ Doo-dah doo-dah

Argh!

Hope my case suits ya.

Ha ha ha ha!

- Dinner! I'm the smartest,

So I'll find it first.

- We have to find dinner?

- Yeah. If you can run
through that maze,

Professor pim will
give you a big, juicy tuna,

But byron always wins.

- Oh, yeah?
What about a shortcut?

- Well, if we multiply
the negatory aspect

Of the geographic ratio...

By reducing
the didactic square root--

- Just give me
the bottom line.

Come on!

- Turn left at the door.

Uh, take a right, please.

- Yeow--ooh!

Oh! Oh!

Oh.

- Excellent, heathcliff.

Excellent!

Now, don't blame heathcliff.

He just outsmarted you.

Here. Some crackers
for dinner.

Maybe next time
you'll be faster.

- [Gulp]

Puh!

[Coughing]

- In this experiment,

You must spin the wheels

In different directions,

And if you can do it,

You'll be rewarded with milk.

- Me-e-e-ow-ow-ow...

Me-e-e-ow-ow-ow...

Me-e-e-ow-ow-ow...

[Gulp gulp gulp]

- Well done, filo.

Heathcliff, byron...

I'll return later to see
how you two are doing.

- Hmm! You're so dense,
you couldn't get milk
from a cow.

- Let's see you do it,
lard bottom.

- I-it's...

S-s-simple.

- Nope!

You're simple.

[Gulp gulp gulp gulp]

- Hey, give me that milk.

- No problem.

- You--you mor-on-n-n-n.

- From where I'm standin',

You don't look
too smart yourself.

- Oh...ah...

Ah! Ooh! Ah! Ah!

Whoa!

- Byron, what have you done?

It's another
cr*cker dinner for you.

But you, heathcliff,
get a nice, big chicken

For completing the task.

- Ha ha ha!

- Now, I want all of you
to go to the dream room

And rest up for
the supermegamaze test.

- [Snoring]

- They're controlling
our dreams.

- Good. Let's slip byron
a few nightmares.

Attention, mutts!

Right between you,
there's a fat, juicy...

Ham bone!

- Easy, easy fellas.

It's me--byron.

Don't you recognize me?

- Bon appetit, boys!

- [Rawwrr]

- We really should get some
sleep for the megamaze test.

- I don't know how long I can
keep faking out the professor,

And tomorrow's
the megamaze test.

- What are you
gonna do, heathcliff?

- Funny you should ask.

I'm gonna hide you in
that maze tunnel, filo.

You figure out how
to get me through it.

- Tomorrow, I'll
have it cinched.
- But i-i-it...

- But--but--
- heh heh heh!

Things are going
better than I'd hoped.

While those pinheads
are occupied,

I--byron, genius that I am,
will plot my revenge.

Help!

- Are you sure
this is gonna work?

- Trust me.
It'll be a-mazing.

[Yawning]

Now for
a good night's sleep.

- Why did I let heathcliff
talk me into this?

Mother.

- Heh heh heh heh.

- Members of the
scientific world,

Heathcliff, the smartest cat
on earth,

Will now enter
the ultimate megamaze.

- Bravo!
- Yay!

[Cheering and applause]

- He will follow this toy mouse
to its center

And retrieve it.

- Filo, where are ya?

- I'm over here.
Turn right.

- Tell that windbag
to turn left,

Or you've had it.

- I mean left.
Turn left, heathcliff.

- Thanks for the tip, filo.

Unh! I take that back.

- Go straight ahead.

- Whoa!

- What do I say now?

- Heh heh heh. Let's help him
down some stairs.

- Turn left, heathcliff.

- No, you fool.
I said right.

- Hmm. There's something
fishy goin' on here.

- Heh heh heh heh.

I knew that lamebrain
was no match for me.
Ha ha ha.

Ohh.

Hello, heathy.

You wouldn't hit
a cat with glasses,

Would you?

- [Meow]

- Ouch. Truce.
Oh, help. Ohh!

- Amscray. Let's go.

- Professor pim,

Your experiment is a flop,

And that cat is about as smart

As an ashtray.

- Heathcliff!

You've destroyed

My life's work!

Out! Out!

Out!

[Sobbing]

- Here's my chance
to get in good

With old professor pim.

- My dear colleagues, wait.

Look what I have to show you.

- What now, pim?

- My experiment wasn't a flop
after all.

See? Byron found
the wind-up mouse.

I rigged
the megamaze test

To show you how resourceful
and trainable

A true genius
like byron can be.

- Hear that? Now all the chow
will be mine--

Whipped cream, tuna,
catnip--everything!

- Tell me, professor pim,

What is the secret
of your success with byron?

- Hmm. It's his
perfect diet.

Crackers, yes.

And I'm going to see to it

That byron eats
nothing but crackers

For the rest of his life.

- [Sobbing]

- Hey, byron,

If you ever need me,

Just whistle.
Heh heh heh heh.

- I'm tellin' ya, riff raff,

This town is nowhere.

It's boring.

- Oh, I don't know.
It's all right.

- Aw, nothing ever
happens around here.

No excitement, no adventure.

- Lots of stuff--

- Don't interrupt me
while I'm complaining.

Every day it's
the same old thing.

- [Barking]

- Wake up, have some milk--

- But, cleo...

- Maybe scratch up
some furniture...

- [Grrr]

- Then take another nap

Or read the funny papers.

[Siren]

I'm young,

Good lookin', adventurous,

And what does it
get me in this town?

- But, cleo...

- But, cleo.
But, cleo.

You just don't understand

A girl's needs.

It's more than
an occasional fish picnic.

- Huh?

- Fire one!

- I've waited long enough.

You've been taking me
for granted,

And from now on...

Cleo, wait a minute.

- I'll expect some
excitement in my life.

And you'd better deliver.

- Maybe you could take me
to the big city.

There's a lot
of excitement there.

- That's a great idea.

Some big-city excitement

Would be very relaxing
right about now.

- How do you plan on
getting us to the city?

-Trust me.
Hurry up, you guys.

- Ouch!

- Look out.

- Hey!
- Oh.

- Uh, ouch.

- Unh. Unh. Unh.

Now what?

- Now we need a lot of hot air
to blow it up.

- Yeah, mungo.
Some hot air.

- [Blowing]

[Panting]

- Ok, you guys, mush.

How about that?

First-class
travel accommodations.

- Is there an in-flight movie?

- Stick with me, and it's
first class all the way.

[Laughter]

- Huh?
- Huh?

- Hey, what's going on
up there?

- M-mungo's too heavy
to be in the back.

- Well, then, switch places
with him, you knucklehead.

- Ohh.

Yeow.

- You can't take
those guys anywhere.

Put mungo in the middle.

- Hey!

- Yeow!

- [Screaming]

- Phew!

- Uh-oh.

- Look, daddy, look.

A giant cat balloon

With 3 pussycats on a bicycle

And 2 in a garbage can.

- That's nice, dear.

- Come on, you guys!
Get a move on!

We're losing altitude.

- [Puffing] next time,
I take the bus.

- [Huffing and puffing]

Mungo tired.

- I'm thinking we're sinking.

- All right, let's see
if everybody's here. Moe!

- Yo!

- Poe.
- Yo.

- Flo.
- Yo.

- All right, you yo-yos.

This meeting of the file g*ng
is now called to order.

President frank presiding.

First order of business
is figuring a way out

Of this boring city.

- Let's fly out.

- Don't be ridiculous.

If cats were meant to fly,

Somebody would've invented
a giant balloon with--

- Ouch!

- You asked for it, you got it--

The big city.

- Oh, thanks, riff raff.

You're wonderful.

- Hey, it was nothin'.

- Easy for him to say.

- Both my legs feel like
scrambled eggs.

- Mungo very tired.

- Well, as long as we're here,

Let's take in the sights.

- I wonder where hector,
wordsworth, and mungo went.

- Beats me.

Well, at least
for a little while,

They won't be under foot.

- You're stepping on my face.

- These guys are
like chewing gum

On the bottom of your shoe.

- Yeah. I guess
we're stuck with 'em.

- Well, what are
we waiting for?
- Huh?

- Where we gonna go, frank?

- I hear there's a lot of action
in westminster.

- Ok, westminster it is.
Let's go.

- It's just like I pictured it.

It's so exciting.

- Hey, riff raff,

Is it a long ways back
to westminster?

- It sure is, mungo.

- Then I think we better
start walking.

Look.

- Oh, no!

- Our balloon.

- Come back!

- [Crying]

- Hey, you dingbats,

That's our balloon!

- Come and get it, sucker.

[Laughter]

- Come on, you guys.

- Yee!

- Aah!

- Whoa!

- Help!
- Riff raff.

- Will you guys stop
fooling around?

- Riff raff, help!

Please help me.

- Cleo!

- Riff raff.

- Mungo to the rescue!

- Gee, thanks, mungo.

At least your heart's
in the right place, mungo.

- Now if we could just
find your brains.

Come on, everybody.
I've got an idea.

- Riff raff,
we're going straight up.

How are we gonna get 'em?

- Trust me.

Move it, bird.

Now!

- Yike.
- Uh-oh.

[Cats fighting]

- Whoa!

- All right, vacation's over.
Let's get out of here. Mungo.

- Yeah, I know.

[Blowing]

- You gotta admit.

It was a pretty exciting trip.

- Next time you go,

Make sure to send me a postcard.

- Oh, well, here we are back

In boring, old westminster.

- Yeah, good, old,
boring westminster,

Where nothing ever--

Happens!

Well--heh heh--

Almost nothing.

- It's just about
that time of the week again.

Grandma nutmeg's
about to comb my fur.

The experts say you should try
and groom your cat every day

With a fine-toothed comb,

And if the hair is matted...

Be careful not to use force.

Your cat won't appreciate it.

But confidentially, I don't like
my hair combed at all.

Nothing could get me
in that house right now.

Well, almost nothing.

- ♪ Heathcliff, heathcliff,
no one should ♪

♪ Terrify their neighborhood

♪ But heathcliff
just won't be undone ♪

♪ Playing pranks on everyone

♪ The g*ng will reign supreme

♪ And no one can deny-y-y-y

♪ They'll make some history

♪ And always have an alibi

♪ So join in the jubilee

♪ The cats are great,
they'll all agree ♪

♪ Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

♪ But heathcliff
just won't be undone ♪

♪ You should realize

♪ He can win it with you