I dug the stinky yucky gunky hole. Nice and deep, Mommy Dearest.
Katrina
With my Puppy-Eating Plant guarding the plant, no mongrel will ever escape again!
Puppies! Puppies! I love puppies!
Whoa! That is one jumbo economy-sized vegetable.
Well, it’s been a long day, riding the range partner. And those cow pups are plumb. Dog-type took her out.
Which mean we’re bushed. How does Nose Marie do it every day?
Beats the fleas out of me, but we have puppy proof of how important Nose Marie is to us. So let’s go tell her.
That might not be so easy. Nose Marie is gone!
She left a note. (reading) Dear gang. I’ve gone to get myself adopted. I just hope my new master likes me.
Like her? I love her. She’s the most wonderful puppy ever.
LMLisa’s Mom
Well then, I guess we’ll just have to take her to California with us.
LDLisa’s Dad
Come on, Lisa. We don’t wanna miss our flight.
(reading continuously) If all goes well, I’ll be flying to California today. I missed you all, but at least I’ll be with someone who needs me. Love Nose Marie.
(howls) This is awful. Nose Marie doesn’t think we need her.
And she’s leaving on a plane for California! Oh, what do we do?
We have to stop her. Pound Puppies, let’s start pounding!
Puppies! Puppies! I love puppies! (picking them up)
Stop it, you overgrown ruta eater! Put them down!
(singing) The icky-poo puppies are gonna be munched! Gonna be munched! Gonna be munched! The icky-poo puppies are gonna be munched! The plant has caught them all!
Eat your puds off us, you overgrown salad bar!
Oh! Now I know why you should eat vegetables, so they eat you!
Oh, I just love little puppies! Love them, love them, love them!
Well, what do you know? He does love puppies. (laughs)
Katrina
What?! You’re supposed to eat them, not love them, you-you weed!
The only things I eat are people and kitty-cats who are mean to puppies!
To the airport-a-rooney and step on it!
There are some things that even I won’t eat! Ugh!
Katrina
(sighs) I’m miserably hot. The only comfort is knowing those mutts so suffering more than I am.
Eww! I don’t think so, Mommy Dearest. Look!
Good luck, Pound Puppies!
Katrina
Stop those mongrels!
Katrina
Oh, blast it all! They’re getting away!
(sniffs) Mommy Dearest, did you smell something? I think someone is having a cookout.
Katrina
No, Brattina dear. It’s the smell of our bare feet sizzling on the hot pavement.
Air mailing ourselves to Alaska is a super-nifty idea, Cooler!
But, kids, please, don’t try this at all.
I just hope I haven’t already seen the inflight movie.
Katrina
(Off-screen) There they are!
Katrina
Those walking float mongrels won’t get away from me! Grab them!
Let’s hit the friendly skies, guys!
Katrina
Gotcha! No! Let go of me!
Take your gunky hands off me! Eww! Icky!
Katrina
No! Get me out of here! Let me out I say! Where are we going?!
Katrina
Let’s see. We have dog traps, doormats, dog cage, kitty litter.
Well, bust my back already, why don’tcha!
Katrina
Now, Pierre, what do you have in a vehicle that will smash anything in its path?
PPierre
I see this may lose it to it now.
Katrina
Oh, yes! Yes! Yes!
Musketeers, on your marks, get set…
We’re behind you all the way!
(howls) Check out who’s behind us! Katrina Stoneheart!
Katrina
Full speed ahead! (laughs evilly)
Crew, I believe this is a cute and discadoo!
In a pound pup open sleigh
O’er the fields we go
Barking all the way (barking)
KBKatrina and Brattina
Trouble beaver trap
Makes up smart or shrap
I’ll take down the puppy pound
Makes that lots of fun
Oh! Pound Puppies, Pound Puppies
Barking all the way
What a brach always fast
In a pound pup open sleigh
KBKatrina and Brattina
Pound Puppies, Pound Puppies
There’s no place to run
What a tree the pups are beast
Doggy days are gone
Nah-nah! We have the icky puppies like yucky rats!
Katrina
(using the microphone) Pound Puppies, come out with your paws up but we’re coming in after you! What will it be?
You can’t take little Whopper alive, see? Yeah. It’s snow, see?
Katrina
Ahh! All right then! We’re coming in! Brattina, get the net!
Totally bust my ears, why don’tcha!
And the winner of the Junior Cross Country Dog Sled Race is Laura Swanson!
Better luck next time to both of us.
(sadly) Sorry we lost the race for you, Thunderhawk.
(sighs) I guess I’m not a winner after all.
Are you kidding? You’re more than a winner. You’re a hero! And now we both know that there are more important things than winning.
Things like being a real pet.
That mean you still wanna adopt me?
You know what? They both look like winners to me.
Okay, crew, time to roll. We have to catch the late mail flight back to the pound.
Cooler, do you think Katrina will get back to the pound before we do?
Gee. I don’t know, Whopper.
Make it stop, Mommy Dearest! Make it stop!
Katrina
Oh, Brattina, stop whining and just keep moving!
It depends on how fast she can run. (laughs)
Katrina
Ah! There’s a mongrel right outside the pound. (to Brattina) DO YOUR BATTLE STATIONS!
Well, scream like a banshee, why don’tcha!
Katrina
Oh, stop complaining, Brattina! We have a dog to catch!
Katrina
Here we are! The Ends of the Earth. Now, to unload our cargo, (She reverses backwards over the cliff) and give Cooler a bon voyage. (laughs evilly)
Katrina
No. No! No! That blasted animal’s GONE!
Eww! What a icky mess, Mommy Dearest!
Katrina
That’s the sound of the dark crumbling beneath our feet.
Katrina
I’ll get even with you, Cooler! Wherever you ARE!!