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[instrumental music]

[Doggie Daddy] Augie, oh, Augie, dinner's ready.

[Augie] Coming, dear old dad.

What is on today's menu?

Here, wrap your hungry little chops

around this delicious stew, Augie my boy.

Thanks, dear old delicious stew cooking dad,

but my little chops aren't hungry.

Why, Augie, your little chops weren't hungry yesterday either.

What's wrong, O son of mine?

Nothing's wrong, disappointed dad.

I'll just take this stew to my room and eat it later.

This separate tables routine

could make the father-son un-togetherness.

Hmm. I'd better see what the child psychological book

has to say about this.

Here it is. It says, and I quote...

"When a boy won't eat, it's because he doesn't like the food

or he doesn't like the company."

He took the food, so it must be the company.

I'm afraid this calls for a father and son

heart to heart talk.

Bigelow, are you there?

Dinner's ready. Oh, Bigelow.

All right, all right, I'm coming.

-Keep it down. Oops! -[thud]

All right, who did it, who did it?

Who put that tack there?

Nobody did it, Bigelow.

It's just a loose carpet tack. Are you hurt?

Okay, let's not make a big Magilla out of it.

What's for dinner.

Some of dear old dad's delicious stew.

[sniffs] Mmm.

Say, that smells good, real good.

Augie, what are you doing with my delicious stew?

Oh, hi, unexpected dad.

I'm giving it to my pal Bigelow.

1 beg to differ, Augie my boy,

for you are going to eat that stew yourself.

But, dad, you don't understand.

What's to understand, my son.

! make a delicious stew for a growing boy,

but instead I'm growing a mouse.

-How do you like that? -Oh, but, dad.

! just can't let Bigelow starve.

He's right, he's right. You can't do that.

You can't do that, buddy, you can't do that.

Augie, I'm issuing you an ultimatum.

Get that mooching mouse out of this house or else!

Dad, not out into the world of mouse hungry cats.

You can't do that, buddy, you can't do that.

Bigelow's right, dad. ! shall remain adamant.

In my determination to protect this poor, unfortunate mouse.

[chuckles] That's my boy who said all those big words,

and I wish I knew what they meant.

They mean, dear old dad,

that if Bigelow goes, I go too.

That's right, so get off our back,

get off our back, dear old dad,

or you're gonna get it and get it good.

Say, I better go see

what the child's psychological book

says about this revolting development.

It says, and I quote again... [chuckles]

"When a boy is determined to protect

"the mooching mouse, don't force the issue.

"Instead get rid of the mouse yourself

"then the boy will think the mouse

left of his own violation."

Now why didn't l think of that? [chuckles]

Bigelow, Bigelow, good news, Bigelow.

Dear old dad says you can stay.

That's good, that's good.

He even gave me a dollar to buy you some cheese.

-Say, that is good, that's good. -I'Il be right back, Bigelow.

-Don't go away. -Okay, okay.

Hello, Bigelow.

Has Augie gone to the store

to get you some cheese, Bigelow?

Yes, that's right, he went to the store.

All right, mouse, your lease is up.

Out, out, and ! do mean out!

Now you listen to me, I'm not getting out of here,

and you're not putting me out, see?

So scram before I get tough, see?

Why you little pipsqueak, I'll...

Bigelow, I'll give you a choice.

You either leave this house nicely

or un-nicely, and which is it to be?

Okay, Bigelow, you made your choice.

You are getting out un-nicely.

And traveling first class in the dome liner.

Put me down, dad, or you're gonna get it good.

Train leaving on track five for the living room,

the den, and out of the house.

[chuckles] When Augie gets back,

I'll tell him Bigelow left of his own violation.

[door slams]

[thud]

[instrumental music]

If there's anything l can't stand,

it's a mouse going for a stroll inside my walls.

Ah-ha, he's stopped right there.

And that's where he'll get his big surprise.

[whirr]

The noise will scare him into the next county.

Torpedoes away!

All right, I'm waiting, where's the kaboom?

[boom]

I'm back with the cheese, dear old generous dad.

How are you and Bigelow getting along?

He ain't getting along far enough to suit me.

Oh, but, dad, you said he could stay.

All right, my boy, name one good reason

why Bigelow should stay.

Bigelow has several good reasons he should stay,

dear old mixed up dad.

All right, all right, you guys.

Hop to it, on the double.

Okay, okay, somebody's gonna get it and get it good.

-That's Bigelow Jr. -It figures.

So that's where the food's been going for Bigelow's family.

Can Bigelow stay, dad, huh, can he?

-Okay. -Can he please, dad?

-Okay. -Please, please, dear old dad.

Okay, he can stay, Augie.

After all, a mouse who supports a family

can't be all bad. [chuckles]

[instrumental music]

[instrumental music]

[narrator] The town of EI Pueblo was peaceful and calm.

Banished forever was cause for alarm.

Extra! Extra! Nothing but good news. Extra!

The town had been cleansed of villains and wrong

by the mysterious masked rider, El Kabong.

! wonder what he looks like under his mask.

Maybe he looks better with the mask on, no?

The most villainous villain was Called Willie Witty.

From EI Pueblo he came to work the big city.

Hi. El Kabong wouldn't dare come to the big city.

That leaves me free to ply my nefarious trade undisturbed.

-[laughs] -Extra! Extra!

Lady Lavishly to wear the priceless

Sultana pendant at masked ball!

Extra! Extra!

Oh, boy! I'll take a priceless Sultana pendant.

[mumbles] A-a newspaper.

Hmm, Lady Lavishly's going to have an extra guest.

Let's see now. Invitation to "Crown Jewelers Clambake."

‘Invitation to Kimberly Diamond Mine's Barbecue.’

‘Invitation to "Fort Knox Digging Contest."

Ah, here it is.

An invitation to Lady Lavishly's Masked Ball.

I'd better steal me a costume.

At this very moment who should arrive

for a well-earned vacation?

None other than that famous lawman.

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£ Quick Draw McGraw SS

Who in reality was the mysterious masked El Kabong.

Shh, what are you trying to do?

-Spill the beans? -Oh, I'm sorry.

And his faithful companion, Baba Looey

Also, faithful companion,

to the mysterious Masked El you-know-who.

Boy, look at the size of them there adobe huts, Baba Looey.

It hurts my neck looking, Quicks Draw.

This Don Juan costume

should make a big hit with Lady Lavishly.

Why, don't you look where you're going, you hayseed hick?

Gosh, I'm sure sorry, Don Juan.

Say, Quicks Draw, ! think that Don Juan

looked like Willie Witty the jewel crooks.

So what? Villains need vacations too, you know.

With two weeks stolen pay l thin’. Ha he he he.

Are you sure you're not the real Don Juan?

[giggles]

You dance divinely.

Your feet barely touch the floor.

[giggles]

Oh, my, what a strange looking monocle.

The better to see your priceless pendant.

Aww, ha ha ha.

Hmm, it's real, all right.

This dance has been an enriching experience.

-Oh, do you like my pendant? -What pendant?

Yah! My priceless Sultana pendant is gone!

-Help! He-e-elp! -What was that?

I thin’ it's a city female woman in distress, Quicks Draw.

You mean, El Kabong.

‘Cause that's who's going to rescue her.

And so once again, Quick Draw McGraw

assumes the disguise of the dashing El Kabong.

Shh! What are you trying to do? Spill the frijoles?

El Kabong to the rescue! Ole!

Ole! Ole!

Have no fear when El Kabong is near.

Whoops! Not near enough.

[whirr]

l thin' we better use the elevator, Quicks Draw.

l thin' so too, Baba Looey.

El Kabong strikes again!

-Watch your step, please. -[thud]

! thin' we should have taken the stairways, Quicks Draw.

I'll do the thinkin’, Baba Looey.

And I think you're not Don Juan.

You're Willie Witty.

Oh! Then you stole my priceless Sultana pendant.

Who else?

Give back her priceless

what-you-may-call-it, or else...

-Or else what? -Kabong!

[kabong]

! should have know better than to ask.

-Hand it over. -Come and get it.

Oh, so you wanna play swords, eh?

Ho, ha, he, ha, ho!

-Going down. -Ho, ha, ho, ho!

[instrumental music]

Main floor.

Ho, ha! Ho, ho, ha!

Ho, ho, ha, ho, ho, ha, he!

[swords clanking]

Downtown Express, watch your step.

Ho, he! He, ha, ho, hoo!

Feels like it's gonna be another scorcher today.

Yeah, it's not the heat, it's the humanity.

[man] 10th Avenue Station.

This is where we get off.

Taxi!

Taxi.

Sorry, this one's taken.

Oh, thanks just the same.

Hey, hold on there!

Uh-oh, El Kabong is catching up.

Driver, can you get me out of the city?

l thin’ so.

For maybe 99 years.

-[clang] -[screech]

Well, that takes care of that villain.

Say, Quicks Draw, before you mysteriously vanish away

don't you think you should say a word or two

to your many admirers?

Why, sure, Baba Looey. I'll be glad to.

With the help of my guitar, kabonger.

Folks, remember...

~ Oh when you got trouble

f And everything goes wrong f

JS Just break 'em like a bubble f

f And call for El Kabong f

S Ole f

S Ole ole ole f

I'm sorry I asked.

S Ole ole ole IS

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[telephone rings]

Hello, Snooper Detective Agency,

where the indiscreet meet defeat, Snoop speaking.

Who? Mr. Saddle Bumpley, of the rodeo?

What? A rustler in Madison Round Garden?

Somebody stole Twister, your champion berg, huh?

And you'll pay us a Texas oil well to find him?

Throw in the barrels, and it's a deal. We'll be right over.

-What's the caper, Snoop? -It's a 1207, Blab.

A 1207? Oh, boy!

Robbery at the rodeo!

We'll take the shortcut, and head 'em off at the Bowery!

[giggles]

Remove that ten gallon stepson,

son, you're out of uniform.

I'm sorry, Snoop.

Here we are, Blab, Madison Round Garden.

Now, uh, watch your manners,

we must got give the east a bad name.

Right, Snoop, you can count on me.

We've got to get Twister back for tonight's sell out show.

Try to tell us what transperspired,

in a language us Bronx busters can understand.

Well, like I said, our wild horse, Twister,

was in his corral, then he wasn't.

Maybe he just got homesick,

and went for a stroll in the park.

Gee, that's an idea!

Twister kept a-staring out the window towards the park.

Say, that's a right smart thinking, little fella!

Beginners luck, let's go!

-Right, chief! -Just a word of warning.

Twisters the wildest, locoest,

dern foolest bronco in the west!

He may be wild and wooley out west,

but, uh, he's in the east now.

Spoken like a true easterner, Snoop.

Here Twister! Here Twister!

If Twister's got any horse sense, he'll give himself up.

-[neighs] -Look, Snoop, is that Twister?

That ain't a squirrel, Blab!

Stop, in the name of the private eye school of horsey sense!

Gee, Snoop, I guess we lost him.

We'll find him. Come on, Blab.

[neighs] Hmm?

[instrumental music]

[humming]

There he is, Snoop! Skulking in those bushes.

Quiet, Blab, whilst 1 sneak up and teach him who's boss.

Egajumpingsals, my aching foot! Yow!

You got to hand it to those western horses. They're tough!

[laughs]

[buzzing]

Yow!

[whinnies]

Look, Snoop, General Sherman is riding Twister!

! must be seeing things.

Pardon me, officer, but did General Sherman ride by here?

Yeah, as much as I hate to admit it.

-He went that a way. -Thanks!

My private eye tells me these are hoof prints,

made by a horse, Blab.

You never cease to amaze me, Snoop.

[humming]

It takes horse sense to catch a horse, Blab.

[laugh]

Come on, Blab, 1 got a hunch

we're almost at the end of the trail.

Right, Snoop.

It's getting too dark to track Twister tonight, Blab.

We'll come back tomorrow when it's...

[roars]

Yikes!

Gosh, Snoop! That was close!

You ain't lion, Blab!

He-he-he-he, ain't lion.

Snoop's a corn ball.

Look, Blab! Over there in the lake!

[neighs]

Come on, Blab, let's grab him!

Indubitably, Snoop!

-[boing] -[laughs]

He's really gone this time, Snoop.

Wait, Blab, I just got a brilliant idea.

1 will make him so homesick he's got to come out of hiding.

Gosh, Snoop, where did you get the western type guitar?

That is the secret of our profession, Blab.

Always be prepared.

~ Oh the wide open spaces call me J

J There's lots of room to roam f

f The city isn't forme f

~ The West my home sweet home J

[snivels] Makes me kind of sorry I'm from St. Louis!

f Oh the wide open spaces J

~ Yes the wide wide open spaces are calling me J

~ Calling me to West my home sweet home JJ

[cries]

Look, Snoop, it's Twister.

-And boy is he homesick. -Just the same, Blab.

He goes back to the rodeo, notwithstanding.

Oh, no, Snoop. You couldn't.

It would break his western type heart.

-[cries] -Aw, Okay, Blab.

! wouldn't know where to put a Texas oil well, anyway.

-[smooches] -Hey!

Gosh, Snoop, he likes you!

So long, Twister!

Give my regards to the fumble weeds.

-[neighs] -[train chugging]

Hold it, wait! Oh, gosh, Snoop.

l forgot to give him his

Alfalfa sandwich to eat on the way.

Save it, Blab, with our finances we'll be eating it.

What do you mean you sent Twister back home

where the buffaloes roam?

Where the deer and the cantaloupe play, I might add.

Well, ! promised a wild horse show tonight,

and a wild horse show there's gonna be.

Understand?

Yip-yip-yahoo!

Whoa, wild horse!

[crowd cheering]

Say, Snoop, I don't mind seeing the rodeo, but not this way!

Quit your griping, Blab, after all,

you've got the best seat in the house!

Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha! Oh, boy.

[instrumental music]

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The best to you each morning has brought you...

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~ Great big star on his chest f

£ Outdraws all of the rest f

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~ There goes Quick Draw McGraw f

~ The high-falutin'est fastest shootin'est

£ Cowboy you ever saw Jf

[Quick Draw] Hey, Baba Looey, are you all right?

S'awright.