We interrupt this program to bring you Courage the
Cowardly Dog Show, starring Courage the Cowardly Dog!
Abandoned as a pup, he was found by Muriel, who lives
in the middle of nowhere with her husband Eustace Bag.
But creepy stuff happens in nowhere. It's up to Courage to save his new home!
You made me look bad!
No, no, no, no, no!
Drive faster! If they catch us with it, we're done for!
You're right. We got to hide the thing where we can find it later.
There! The water pump!
Act for it when the heat's off!
And we'll be rich!
Hey!
What happened to the road?
Return this land, or suffer my curse.
Curse?
What curse?
What's going on out there?
Why, what's this now?
Oh my, this looks very old.
Eustace!
Come, look what Courage found.
What do you suppose it could be?
Well, judging by the markings and the obvious age of the relic,
I'd have to say it would be garbage!
Eustace!
Garbage! From King Garbage of the Garbage Dynasty!
Stupid dog, always bringing garbage into the house.
But the big story today, million dollar slab stolen from the tomb of King Ramses.
Eh?
I'm rich!
But the man says it was stolen, Eustace.
We must return it to its rightful place.
He said a million dollar slab.
And that means I get a million dollars.
And you know what a million dollars means?
Whoa!
That's right! New lawn chairs!
Nowhere news! I want to put an ad in the paper.
Yes, sir! You start running that ad right away!
What's your author?
I am Professor Fretz of the Institute of the Femura.
I've come to retrieve the slab.
You see, Eustace, I told you it was stolen.
What's your author?
Sir, the Institute for the Femura is member-supported.
About for every million dollar donation, you'll
receive a sporty tote bag with our thanks.
Eustace, we really should give it back, you know.
Yeah, find us keepers.
Fly swatter, spark plugs, shovel handle, razor blade, light bulb for the attic.
Return the slab.
What?
Return the slab or suffer my curse.
What's your offer?
This night you will be visited by three plagues, each worse than the last.
Return the slab.
Nice try, Professor.
Who's he kidding? I can see the zipper on that cheap dime store costume.
Oh!
Courage! Did you leave the tub running?
It's Perseus, Eustace.
Return the slab.
What's your offer?
Courage! Make it stop!
Return the slab.
Eustace, what are you waiting for? There was six feet under.
All right, but a million is as low as I'll go.
Father!
Return the slab.
Let go!
Return the slab.
Okay, okay, you can have it.
Oh, I can't believe I did that.
It's mine.
Eh?
That's three plagues. You're out of ammo, mister.
And don't think you can come around here pushing no tote bags on us, neither.
What's your offer?
Return the slab.
At last, the allegedly cursed slab has been returned to King
Ramsay's crypt, where it will remain buried in antiquity for all...
I wonder where Eustace is.
What's your offer?
Ramsay!
Scratch, scratch. Wolf sucks. Wolf sucks. Wolf sucks!
Stupid dog! What are you doing itching my foot?
Eustace? Eustace, is there something wrong?
My foot! My foot!
Looks like you've got a fungus.
Don't worry, Eustace. I know some family remedies.
Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!
Oh dear. There's just one thing left to do.
Ain't gonna no doctor.
You really should, Eustace.
I ain't going.
It's as big as a cow. You have to go.
Make me.
Ah, suit yourself. But I think it's starting to fester.
All I need is a nap.
That's all I needed. A nap. I feel like a million bucks.
Yep. Nap did the trick. Foot feels fine.
Ah!
And the big toe, see? Now, see? And what I say, go, see? Got me?
Yeah, got it, boss.
Say what? Say what?
Say this.
Where's my Eustace? What have you done with my Eustace?
Shut up, fat woman. You won't be deeming your husband anymore, see? So listen up.
Yeah, listen up.
We're gonna pull a heist, see? Yeah, a heist. It's Sunday and the bags are closed.
So we knock over a bank, see?
Oh no, gangsters! Muriel, get away!
You can't do that. It's against the law.
Okay, dog. It's like this. You drive us to the bank or the fat lady gets it, see?
Yeah, the fat lady gets it. Yeah, the fat lady gets it.
I knew I should have learned how to drive a stick.
Okay, dog. Now you break into the bank and you bring us all the dough, see?
Get going or we'll put the squeeze on the fat lady, see?
Why, I thought that would work.
Courage, you're alright.
Dumb dog, you blow up the money.
Quick, dog. Get us out of here.
Okay, I got another plan, see? Yeah, another plan.
Okay, you stand still, see? And you make sure the train stops.
Or the fat lady gets it. Yeah, the fat lady gets it.
You dumb dog. You made me kick too hard, see?
I've been thinking too small, see?
So now we're going to pull a big job, a real big job.
We're going to knock over Florida, see?
Yeah, Florida. Yeah, Florida.
Where's Florida?
But knocking over Florida is against the law, I think.
Afungus, did you think about regular bathing?
Not me, the farmer, his foot.
I'm not surprised.
Well, if you want a cure, you're going to have to bring me a sample.
Tampa, Fort Lauderdale, St. Pete, Miami, but not Boca.
They can keep Boca. I hate Boca.
It's silly. Nasty. There's only one cure for that.
Dog spit.
Work out a good drool, baby.
That and the brass ring, the pot of gold, the
big bazooli, the Burt Reynolds dinner theater.
I just know this is going to leave a bad taste in my mouth.
Ow!
No, no, stop it.
You can't do this, eh?
Stop it!
Ah, wool socks.
Oh, thank you, Courage. I thought I was going to be squished.
I'm in a hurry, sir. Yeah, sir.
Yeah, big high, sir. Okay, listen up. Here's the plan, sir.
Okay, dog, it's like this.
Oh, the fat lady gets it, sir.