Okay, team, we’ve got just one chance to save the pound from the clutches of our rival… (flipping round the board) Katrina Stoneheart!
We have to score the big touchdown and find Millie’s will! Pound Puppies, let’s get pounding!
2, 4, 6, 8! Who do we depreciate?
HNHowler, Nose Marie and Whopper
Cooler! Cooler! Hooray!
I love a team that respects its coach. (laughs)
Alas and the lack! We’ll never find that little old will.
Whopper
(popping out Howler’s hat) And we mean everywhere.
(exhausted) 2, 4, 6, 8! Can’t find the will! It’s getting late!
Don’t give up now, team. It’s always darkest before the dawn.
But, Cooley honey, it’s past dawn. The rooster has already crowed his last cock-a-doodle-doo.
This is no time for chickening out, Nose Marie. We still have till 10am.
BByron
And now what makes you think you have to stop up?
Whopper
I know all about stars and pups. (imagining the ball is in high falling) In fact, we may have some more of pups used to live on a star. Yeah boy, it was in high. A mill… zill… A kabillion degrees. (imagining he and pups look at the temperature going up higher then pops, drinking water and flies the spaceship) But we stay cool by drinking lots of water and keeping the flying saucer’s windows rolled down. Yeah!
BByron
You know, I wish this kid had some Rye Bread. I hate for all that baloney to go to waste. Well, the star pup must be honest and true, and that eliminates you.
Oh, puppies! It looks like Santa’s been here, and these love presents for everyone! A million, a billion… A kazillion presents! Yeah!
Whopper
Oh, boy!
Psst. Kitty, want some warm milk?
(to the audience) Well, you can’t expect every episode to end with a joke. Happy Holidays, kids!
And throw in an extra eek for me!
HBHowler and Bright Eyes
Help!
It’s a genious houstin… a sizzling roasted… uh… (howls) It’s a great big spook!
Oh, sakes alive! Is there no one who can save us from this fate worse than a flea bath?!
Whopper
There’s no need to fear. Wonder Whopper is here, along with the world’s greatest ghost hounder, Biff-Barker! This is my hero cos he’s so brave.
BBBiff-Barker
No ghost can scare Biff-Barker.
Whopper
Oh, what a guy!
Whopper
And that’s the story of how we were all rescued by Wonder Whopper and Biff Barker the world’s greatest ghost hounder.
Whopper, where do you dream up all this nonsense about Biff Barker?
Whopper
But there’s not nonsense! He’s a star of the ghost hounder’s TV show.
Whopper
And I’m an official member… No. The treasure… Oh. The president of the Biff Barker fan club. Yeah. (pushing the lever down and all his things come out) Biff Barker’s an honest-to-goodness real ghost hounder and my hero!
Hmm. I wonder if Biff Barker ever ran into the ghost of the Terrible Terrier!
(chuckles) Ghost of the Terrible Terrier?
Yes! The ghost of the Terrible Terrier! Late at night, you can hear a moan.
A ghoulish, gruesome, ghastly groan. He calls “I’ll get you! I’ll get you! I’ll get you!”
We got him good with that one, Cooler!
We’ve already scared them enough, Cooler. Don’t overdo it.
It’s the Terrible Terrier!
Well, it ain’t rimp tin tin!
TTThe Terrible Terrier
Pound Puppies! Be gone from here by midnight tomorrow, or else!
Whopper
Or else what, doggy breath?
(to Whopper) You had to ask.
Whoa! What’s going on, gang?
We’re baking the worst… Uh, faking the first… (howls) taking the first bus outta here.
That’s right. We’re not staying here one more little old minute with that drooling ghostly glob.
He may be a drooling ghostly glob, but we can lick him!
Cooler, that’s the most disgusting thing I’ve ever heard.
But Cooler’s right! We can’t just leave! We gotta stick together and fight! (cheering) To the cover dance on cinnamon toast! Pound Puppies, Pound Puppies, beat the ghost!
I take it back. That’s the most disgusting thing I’ve ever heard.
Come on, crew! We’ll show that Terrible Terrier who can’t push us around!
Whopper
Yeah, and I know just the guy who can help us!
(writing down on the clipboard) Four more cute little old pups ready for adoption, Cooler.
Let’s just hope they’re ready to meet the evil queen of creepiness. Katrina Stoneheart.
Welcome, doggies. Now, let’s get one thing straight right off the bat. You’ll never escape from my pound! NEVER! (blowing the pups into the cage)
(meows then laughs in an evil grin)
And no one can help you, not even Cooler and his icky-poo puppy pals.
Whopper
That’s us!
And if Cooler’s pack shows up around here, we’ll be waiting with… the Vacuum Vortex.
Cooler and his mongrel mob will be turned into a canine cage! (laughs evilly)
Yes, folks! It dices, it slices, and it’s only 1995! (laughs)
Uh-oh! It’s on to us, crew! Let’s hit the pain!
Why is that bucket of boats chewing up garbage cans?
Blasted contraption must need a tune-up. Take it back to the garage, Brattina!
Yes, sure, Mommy Dearest. Come on, Vacuum.
Don’t worry, puppies. You have more friends here than you think.
Forget about Katrina, pups and puppets. We have some tail wagging good news. So listen up.
We’re gonna find each and every one of you.
Whopper
By Jove, Pal, old chap! What’s wrong with your tail? It should be wagging.
I don’t know. My tail never wags.
NMNose Marie and Cooler
It never wags?
It never wags. And no one wants to adopt the pup whose tail won’t wag.
(picking him up) Now don’t you worry your cute little old head, Pal, dear.
Because we’re gonna fix your wagger.
Whopper
And for emergencies like this, who do you call? Young Doctor Whopper!
What do you make of it, doc?
Whopper
I think it’s a tail.
That much we know, but why won’t it wag?
Whopper
Its batteries must be worn out, but I think we’ll have to operate.
Whopper
To install a new tail.
(chuckles) You’re barking up the wrong tree, Whopper.
Pal doesn’t need a new tail. He needs a reason to wag his own tail.
So, let’s give him a reason. Let’s cheer up this pup!
Oh, oh! Cheering up is my specialty!
Then, Bright Eyes, do your stuff!
All right! (picking Pal up on her head) Come on, Pal! Quit your dragging! It’s time to set your tail wagon. Let’s have fun. No more gloom. Welcome to the Rumpus Room.
Wow, wow! (watching the pups having fun)
This is where we pups gotta wag our tails and have a flash. So let’s blast off!
BEBright Eyes and Pal
Whee!
(laughing as her tail wags)
(laughs) Oh, cats! It’s still not wagging. Let’s face it. It’ll never wag.
Whoa. Don’t give up so fast, my little puparoo.
We’ve got someone who can put some bounce in your behind.
Pal, deep within every dog’s heart is a gift known as puppy power.
It’s the magical love shared by puppies and children.
Us and Holly has puppy power.
That’s right, Pal. And now we’d like you to meet a special boy. His name is Greg.
Gee! His tail’s not wagging either.
That’s right. He’s lonesome because his best friend just moved away to another town.
Pal, do you think you might be able to cheer Greg up?
Who? Me? I-I don’t know. But-But I’d sure like to try, could I?
I’d really like to help him. I really would. I’d love to cheer up Greg, (howling) and howl.
HBHolly, Bright Eyes and Whopper
His tail’s wagging!
It’s a puppy’s dream come true! Having someone to love.
It’s the happiest day of my life!
Come on, Pal. Greg’s waiting to adopt you!
Yo, Pound Puppies, let’s start pounding!
Be super-duper quiet, Pal. I’ll bet the Vacuum Vortex can hear a pin drop.
All right, who dropped the pin?
Whopper
Sorry! I guess my diaper drooped. Oh, how embarrassed.
Well, undroop it. Let’s get outta here!
(laughs evilly) Oh, at last! The Vacuum Vortex is about to crush Cooler and his cronies!
Shake a leg, crew! In fact, shake all 4 legs!
Yee-haw! Ride ‘em, cowdog!
Mommy Dearest, it’s that yucky icky-poo, Cooler.
Get him, you reckless hunk of junk! Suck him off!
Hmm. This pony ride needs a minor adjustment. R-A-T spells rat, which stands for Katrina!
Oh! Oh, no! It’s gone berserk! Oh! Oh! Run for it!
Eww! Icky-yucky, stinky smelly cages!
Someday, I’ll get you for this, Cooler. Someday!
And someday, Katrina may find the key to unlock a cage, but not someday soon! (laughs)
Whopper
Bright Eyes, peel me a grape.
Sorry. My hands are full.
Whopper
Oh! I just wonder if this statue of me is going to be big enough.
It’s so big. They’ll never find a place for all the stone chips.
Whopper
Bright Eyes, never bother a king with tiny details!
Now we know why your name is Tuffy.
Whopper
Tuffy, I’m sorry for what I said “You’re pretty neat for a cat.”
TTuffy
Thanks, Whopper. Hey, you’re pretty neat too for a dog.
Whopper
And-And I want you to have this for keeps.
How about if we make Tuffy an honorary Pound Puppy.
There’s just one more little old thing Tuffy needs.
AAll
(Off-Screen) What’s that?
TTuffy
Oh, no! Not again!