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and nickelodeon]
Tell me when it's over.
Toothpick head!
Who bit my bologna?
Mold— bread's worst enemy.
It's toothpick head, he's going to get you.
Back, evil sandwich!
The toaster— it's the only way to destroy him!
Yeah, the toaster, the toaster, the toaster!
He's toast.
Whew.
It's over.
It's finally over.
But who will be his next victims?
Toothpick head!
Will you give me that?
don't be silly.
Toothpick head is just a make-believe movie monster.
Now go back to sleep and snore right.
Okay, okay. Geez.
Relax, dog.
It's just your imagination running wild.
I bet you think toothpick head
left these bread crumbs.
Uh-uh, un-uh.
Oh, and i suppose this jar of mustard is for his bologna?
Ha!
Oh, and these, these... Toothpicks.
There's hundreds and thousands
and millions of toothpicks.
You're right, buddy.
I feel much better now.
Sweet dreams, pal.
Garbage, garbage.
Truck, truck.
Garbage, garbage.
Truck, truck.
This is absurd.
This is positively ridiculous.
Toothpick head is making my life a nervous wreck.
My life is a living heck, is what it is.
I can't believe I'm stuck doing this.
All right, let's see.
Mold, it's got to be in here somewhere.
Oh, it's you.
You're always sneaking up on me.
Cat, what are you doing?
Uh... well
i, I'm just making a midnight snack.
Why are you wearing a toaster
around your neck?
Duh! So i don't have to walk to the counter!
Stupid question.
Mmm...
Mmm, moldy.
Moldy toast, yum.
Sheesh, this place reeks of toothpick head.
I got to get out of here.
Winslow, there's nothing to be afraid of.
Right, cat?
Yeah, right.
Uh-huh.
Okay, it's your funeral.
Wait, wait, wait a second.
Are you a-scared of toothpick head?
No.
Yes!
Who turned out the lights?
Shh, shh, quiet.
Did you hear that?
Cat, d-do you smell that?
Smells like... some kind of a meat by-product
like olive loaf or salami or...
Bologna!
Toothpick head!
Who bit my bologna again?
Mold, bread's worst enemy!
Back, evil sandwich!
Attack, attack!
"Back in five minutes"?
The toaster, it's the only way to destroy him.
Winslow! Winslow!
Or is it?
Enough, already!
That was great.
Yeah, you got us, but good.
Well, he got you good, you mean.
Well, okay, i admit
i was a tiny bit scared
when you turned out the lights.
I didn't turn out the lights.
Oldest trick in the book.
Second oldest trick in the book.
Tons of pure hopping power
that's guaranteed to drive you out of your mind!
Hopping haunches is four hydraulic-powered monkeys
capable of 300 miles per hour.
And here comes the turbo hopper, 600 hopping horsepower.
He's a bad boy!
And there they go!
They're literally ripping up the track.
Can you feel the power?
I said power, power, power!
Oh, hopping haunches!
TV announcer: Tuesday! Tuesday! Tuesday!
This is not working.
What do you mean, cat?
We can't agree on anything.
I disagree, i think we can agree.
See, we can't even agree to disagree on disagreeing.
Look at the two of youse.
You can't get together on nothing.
Hiya, winslow.
You guys got to learn to solve your problems
the civilized, Democratic way, by voting.
I took the Liberty of defining some of your issues.
Hmm, classical polka versus hopping trucks.
Classical polka, naturally.
Intelligent conversation versus mindless drivel.
Uh, kaboom!
Okay, you guys.
The polls are closed.
Let's see, the Democratic process triumphs again.
Not! It's a deadlock.
You know what they say.
They say, "what the heck's a deadlock?"
No, "a house divided can't stand."
See you!
Huh. Deadlocked, huh?
Democracy.
The majority rules.
Dog cancels out my vote.
If i could vote twice...
Nyah-hah!
Yeah, if i could vote twice...
Oh, dog?
My dear old friend
i have a plan that will un-skewer us
from the horns of our seemingly hopeless dilemma.
Huh? Uh, whatever.
Good answer.
Good day. Please state your name.
My name?
Uh, yes, of course.
Uh, my name is—
Well, it's a funny thing, uh...
It's, uh...
It's a tough one.
I can't remember.
Thank you so much.
Next!
I absolutely, positively, 110% am not a kleptomaniac.
My likes are like, you know
body piercing, misspelled tattoos.
Um, my dislikes would be, you know, like soap, uh...
Toothbrushes, personal hy—
So Mr., um, pig.
You like tuna blintzes?
Tuna blintzes, are you kidding?
I mean, you got your tuna
and your blintzes.
What's not to like?
Uh, yeah.
Uh, dog, dog?
Do you have any questions?
Okay, i guess not.
Table manners, Mr. pig, do you value them?
Oh, how to hold a fork
is more important than the air i breathe.
And, uh... cleanliness?
Next to catliness!
Oh, this little piggy went to market.
Congratulations, pig.
You're in.
Holy moly, that's a big pig.
Dog, stretch, come on.
Well, so long, you guys.
Great idea, cat.
Pig, welcome to catdog.
Now, how about that tuna blintz?
Or should we vote on it?
Or how about an oozey, slimy, filthy mud bath?
All right, all in favor
of the mud bath, say aye.
Aye.
The ayes have it!
Dog, pig: Hooray! Okay!
Are you ready to wallow with me?
Muddy, muddy mud.
I love mud.
Mud is on my hands.
It's in my face.
It's in my hair.
Hey, pig!
I thought you said cleanliness was next to catliness.
Oh, no, dude, next to impossible.
Dog, old friend.
How about a little game of fetch?
Oh, boy, i love fetch.
Yeah, yeah, fetch is one exciting game.
It's great fun.
But, dude, let's do something really rad.
Kawabunga!
I just... i feel trapped.
I feel, i feel... I feel wounded.
I feel downright betrayed.
You need to talk to dog and pig.
You know, share your issues with them.
Yeah, yeah, that's good.
I need to share my issues with them.
Okay.
Guys?
Is it me
or is our new relationship kind of...
Not working out?
This scene is wicked awesome.
Yeah, wicked awesome, dude.
In fact, we just voted in three new members!
Three new members?
Okay, catdog-pig-horse- gorilla-emu, suck it in.
Well, winslow..
Thank you so much for all your help!
The pleasure was truly mine. See you.
You know what time it is?
Half-past chow time!
Aye!
No, come on.
What are you doing?
It is not fair.
Ow!
Oh, they're all against me.
You stupid majority!
Okay.
One, two, three, four, five.
Well, with only five more votes, I'll be the stupid majority.
You've been selected to participate
in an exciting experiment in the electoral process.
Welcome to catdog-pig- horse-gorilla-emu.
I think i just pulled a muscle.
That was my muscle.
All in favor of getting out of this mess, say aye.
Aye.
Ay... ee...!
Cat?
It's okay, we're free now, free.
( Sighs ) Yeah, free at last.
Oh, but not them.
That foolish heap of flesh and fur.
From now on, dog...
How about we work things out
just the two of us?
Cat?
Yes?
I vote we listen to classical polka.
Oh, excellent choice
but i think I'd rather watch monster trucks.
You're so nice.
No, classical polka.
Well, i really must insist on monster trucks.
Classical polka!
Monster trucks!
Stop it!
Totally rad...!
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