“Snow Puppies”
In this episode: Cooler (11), Katrina (8), Brattina (8), Bright Eyes (7), Nose Marie (6), Whopper (6), Howler (6), Nahook (6)
Whoa. The only way to beat this heat is to think cool thoughts. Like cooler is cool, ice is cool, the lagoon is cool.
I’m really sick about poor little old Thunderhawk.
He’s drinking more water than the otter. He can’t stand the heat!
What’s the temp up to now, Whopper?
It’s a hundred… a thou… No. A mid-air of core diamond degree!
Hya!
Howler, can you tell us why the heat is hitting Thunderhawk so super-duper hard?
(howling) The Computer-Pupter should give us the answer.
Thunderhawk’s problem is, he’s hot! He’s hot! He’s hot!
We know he’s hot, but why is he hotter than the rest of us hotshots?
I think I have the answer. (looking at the book) It says here. Thunderhawk’s the Siberian Husky. These dogs thrive best in a cold climate. They love ice and snow.
Then what we have to do is get this puparoo a master with an igloo.
Puppy Power, do your stuff. Find a place that’s cold enough.
(to Thunderhawk) A master with a freezing home. Someplace maybe north of Nome?
Where’s Nome?
In Alaska, same time zone is Santa Claus.
Hey, Nahook. Nice sled! You gonna be in the race on Saturday?
Nah. I still don’t have a dog. How can I race?
Well, maybe you can pull the sled yourself. Ha, ha, ha, ha!
Very funny, Oran. (sighs)
I can be Nahook’s sled dog.
And Nahook could be your new ever loving master.
Together, we can win any race.
Pups and puppets, we’re snowbound hounds! Alaskey, here we come!
(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!
Thanks, Holly!
Stop those mongrels!
Oh, blast it all! They’re getting away!
(sniffs) Mommy Dearest, did you smell something? I think someone is having a cookout.
No, Brattina dear. It’s the smell of our bare feet sizzling on the hot pavement.
Whoa!
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.
(Off-screen) There they are!
Uh-oh!
Those walking float mongrels won’t get away from me! Grab them!
Let’s hit the friendly skies, guys!
Gotcha! No! Let go of me!
Take your gunky hands off me! Eww! Icky!
(meows)
No! Get me out of here! Let me out I say! Where are we going?!
Oh! I’m freezing. And tha-a-at’s all the bunch of those c-c-c-crooked c-c-c-canines. Those mutts drive me nuts!
Come on, Catgut. We have to go far with Mommy Dearest.
(meows)
Star light, star bright. First star I see tonight. I wish I may, I wish I might. Have this wish I wish tonight. I wish I had a dog to pull my sled to victory.
Ho ho ho! Ho ho Idaho!
Who in the world are you?
I’m Santa Whopper, and I bought you a present.
Hi. My name is Thunderhawk. You need a sled up for the big race?
Do I? You bet!
And I’m your pup. (he licks Nahook)
Aww! Thunderhawk finally has a loving master to care for him!
Now listen, Thunderhawk, I want to win that race tomorrow.
You got it, Nahook!
Great! We’re gonna leave Oran in the slush.
Whoa. Looks like winning a race is the only thing those who care about.
Let’s see. We have dog traps, doormats, dog cage, kitty litter.
Well, bust my back already, why don’tcha!
Now, Pierre, what do you have in a vehicle that will smash anything in its path?
I see this may lose it to it now.
Oh, yes! Yes! Yes!
Welcome, Musketeers, to the Junior Cross Country Dog Sled Race. All teams report to the starting line.
(howls) Ready for the big event, Thunderhawk?
No problem. We’re gonna win for sure.
Well, just as long as you have fun, darling.
Hey, look! Nahook has a dog! Sort of puny dog, innit? (laughing)
Oh, yeah? Well, we’ll see who’s laughing when I cross the finish line first.
Whoa! Chill out, Nahook. You got to remember. Winning isn’t everything.
You’re right, Cooler. Winning isn’t everything. It’s the only thing.
Musketeers, on your marks, get set…
Mush, Thunderhawk, mush!
Go get ‘em, Thunderhawk!
We’re behind you all the way!
(howls) Check out who’s behind us! Katrina Stoneheart!
Full speed ahead! (laughs evilly)
Crew, I believe this is a cute and discadoo!
Howdy-up-aroo!
Dashing through the snow
In a pound pup open sleigh
O’er the fields we go
Barking all the way (barking)
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
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!
(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?
Ahh! All right then! We’re coming in! Brattina, get the net!
Totally bust my ears, why don’tcha!
Quick, we’ll sneakaroo out the back way.
Keep running and don’t look back!
And more importantly, don’t look down.
Nose Marie, I believe the next line is yours.
Well, thank you, Cooler honey. (clears throat) HELP!!
Brattina, I told you to get the net! How long is it going to take?
I don’t know, Mommy Dearest. You’ll have to ask stinky Mr. Polar Bear.
Oh!
(growls)
Run for your lives!
(growls)
Icky-icky-icky-poo poo-oo-oo!
Yep, we’re still hanging around, but I don’t know about how much longer.
If only someone could save us!
That’s it, Thunderhawk! We’re winning! Faster, faster!
Save us! Please, somebody save us!
We’re gonna win, Thunderhawk! We’re gonna win!
(Off-screen) Please save us!
We’re coming, Pound Puppies!
Thunderhawk, what are you doing? Get back on the trail!
Something more important has come up, Nahook.
For what is more important down the house?
I’m afraid this is the end of the trail, puparoos!
(sighs) Oh, my southern fried goodness! We’re saved!
Thanks to Thunderhawk!
Hooray!
These quotes come from Wikiquote's Pound Puppies (1986) pages and are available under the Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike License.
