[theme music playing]
[thunder crashing]
[sports commentator] It's a beautiful day
here at Spriggly Field.
Top of the first inning, batting for the Gravel Bottoms
is Finny "Crazylegs" McGraw!
Boy, oh, boy. This is gonna be great!
Here's the pitch, a swing, and--
[TV switches off]
[Bugs] Not again!
These darn rabbit ears!
Now how am I gonna watch the big game?
Say! Check out the satellite dish
on that place!
[thunder cracks]
[crackling]
-[banging on door] -[chemicals searing]
Oh, fiddlesticks!
Who could that be at this hour?
-[door creaks open] -Hiya, neighbor!
The electricity went out in my place.
You watching the big game? So am I!
Mind if I watch it here with you?
Thanks, pal!
Mind if I grab a cold one, Doc?
Thanks!
[objects clatter]
[high-pitched ringing]
And so it begins.
Oh, Gossamer,
a stranger is in the house.
[electricity crackles]
You know what to do.
[laughs menacingly]
You know what to do.
[growls]
-[baseball music playing on TV]
-There we go.
[bottle fizzes open]
Hey, uh, thanks, pal!
-[bottle shatters] -[grunting]
I, uh, think I might miss the seventh-inning stretch.
Huh?
[snarls]
Hmm?
[growls]
Hmm?
[grunts]
-Hey, Mac, give this a try.
-[razor buzzing]
[grunts]
Hmm?
-[grunts] -[shearing]
Huh? [growls]
[pants]
Huh? [growls]
[razor switches off]
[whistling]
[vocalizing]
[toilet flushes]
-[high-pitched frequency] -[baseball music
playing on TV]
Come on, DiBraggio, strike 'em out!
-[rumbling] -[electricity crackles]
-[grunts] -[TV smashes]
[snorting, panting]
Good gravy, Doc!
What's goin' on with those shoes?
I mean, what year is this, anyway?
You are way out of style.
But you're in luck, Mac!
We got a brand-new selection of kicks
that just came in this week!
Let's get you sized for fitting.
[retches, coughs]
My goodness! What adorable little feet
you got there, Mac.
This little monsty went to market,
this little monsty skulked about,
this little monsty had rabbit stew,
and this little monsty went...
[bones crack]
[yells] Yow!
[growls menacingly]
Not to worry, Doc!
Now I can fit you into something real classy!
-Wow! You look great! -[camera shutters clicking]
Show off, gruesome! Strut your stuff!
-[disco music playing] -[camera shutter clicking]
[camera shutter clicking]
[people cheering]
Marvelous! Stupendous!
[fuse crackling]
[baseball game playing on TV]
Uh-oh.
Whoop!
Whoa! Whoa!
Phew!
Huh?
Uh-uh-uh!
[grunts, exclaims]
[blows landing]
How'd that grab you, Doc?
[laughs]
Now, uh, where were we?
[sports commentator] And it's all tied up
at the bottom of the ninth.
Hey!
Birdwelder's at the plate.
It's the final showdown and the pressure is on!
[metal crushing, creaking]
[growls]
Gossamer's on the mound the count is 0-0.
He's getting the signal from the catcher.
He's asking for Gossamer's famous twister ball!
Mmm-hmm.
-There's the wind-up and the pitch!
-[Gossamer grunts]
Oh! A swing and a miss!
Steee-rike one!
Gossamer's next up to bat...
There's the pitch...
Gossamer swings with a miss!
Oh! Steee-rike two!
Gossamer! What's going on here?
There you are, Doc!
We need you in the game!
Quick, quick! Take the ball, take the ball!
All eyes are on the pitcher,
two outs with bases loaded,
Gossamer seems tense.
His sweaty palms are tight on the bat!
This one last pitch will determine the winners
from the losers!
It's all down to this one moment!
Can he pull off the swing of the century?
The crowd is hushed.
The pitcher winds up...
-[groans] -And there's the pitch!
He swings!
It's a fly ball!
Don't just stand there, Doc. Run, run!
He's rounding first, second...
Go after him, Doc! Hurry, hurry!
That's it! You're almost there!
Slide! Slide!
[crowd cheering on TV]
[snaps fingers] Well, I missed the game.
But that was one monster of a final play!
[theme music playing]
[fire alarm ringing]
[alarm continues ringing]
[ringing continues]
[stuttering] Daffy!
Wake up! There's a f-fire!
You gotta get... [stuttering]
Uh... Get dressed!
[crashes]
[strains and crashes]
[lever cranks]
All right, all right! I'm up! I'm up!
[neighs]
[carnival music plays]
Woo-hoo!
[honking]
[screeching]
[quacking]
[crying]
[dings]
Whoops! Too far.
Fire's upstairs, boys!
[laughs maniacally]
[wind gusting]
[teeth chattering]
[Daffy] Ah! Here's the problem.
We should've hung a Louie at "Pole-Land."
[man clears throat]
Fire's down there, boys.
[groaning]
[Porky grunts]
Come on, Porky! Quit lounging around!
There's fires to be fighting!
[blows landing]
[blubbering]
I'm not a fireman,
I'm a monster!
[wailing]
[blows landing]
[fabric tearing]
[metal clanging]
All right! Axes... check.
Ladder... check.
Hose... check.
Dalmatian... Dalmatian?
Ah! There's one.
[sniffing]
[blows landing]
Good boy!
[engine starting]
[siren blaring]
[smashing]
[tires screeching]
[chuckles nervously] Can't forget my coffee.
-[siren blaring] -All right,
which way is the fire?
[stuttering] Take a right.
[tires screech]
-[Porky stuttering] Another right...
-[tires screech]
-Take another right... -[tires screech]
And brake here.
[fire roars]
[alarm ringing]
[ringing stops]
[theme music playing]