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?!
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.
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?
But there’s not nonsense! He’s a star of the ghost hounder’s TV show.
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!
Or else what, doggy breath?
(to Whopper) You had to ask.
My fellow pound puppies, we have met the enemy and he is ugly! But remember, we have nothing to fear, but things that go “Booga-booga-booga!” In conclusion, we must fight this ghost to the bitter end! Are you with me, Pound Puppies?!
Yeah, I take it that means no.
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!
Yeah, and I know just the guy who can help us!
(singing) Holly believes in ghosts! Holly believes in ghosts! Only fools believe in ghouls! Holly believes in ghosts!
Oh, Holly. Of all the silly willy stories.
But it’s true, Auntie Katrina! It was a real ghost and he warned us to leave the pound by midnight tonight!
Now, now, Holly. You probably just had a nightmare. We all know there are no such things as ghosts. Oh! Well, ta-ta, girls. I’m off.
TTThe Terrible Terrier
(roars)
TTThe Terrible Terrier
I warn you! Be gone by midnight, or else!
It’s gone, Mommy Dearest. The disgusting icky-poo ghost is gone.
And so are we! We’re moving out of this house by tonight.
Move? But what about my Puppies?
Who cares about your icky-poo puppies?
Now, now, Brattina, Holly cares very much for those, those hideous mongrels. Oh, well, I suppose we could all move, Holly. The puppies too.
You mean it, Auntie Katrina? The puppies can come with us?
Yes, dear, if that’s what you want.
Gosh! Thanks, Auntie Katrina! This is wonderful!
You don’t know the half of it, girlie. (laughs evilly)
So, that’s where Katrina was packing us off to. Why, that woman’s nothing more than a…
Ooh, please! Nose Marie, try to clean up your language!
Oh, well, pardon my little ol’ peaches.
