Now, where did we put that treasure?
I was hoping you'd remember.
Well, let's retrace our steps.
Well, I remember falling asleep
somewhere dark and loud.
Maybe that's where we left the treasure!
Treasure?
Scrub-a-dub-dub!
Bathing my elders in a tub!
Oh, now I'm remembering we went somewhere
foggy and damp.
Maybe that's where we left the treasure!
Treasure?
Did we eat out yesterday?
You're right! Maybe that's where we left the treasure!
Treasure?
Oooh.
Boy, oh, boy! What could it be?
Luckily, we're the only ones...
Who know about this...
Incredible, mysterious treasure!
Breaking news!
Treasure edition!
Start your proverbial engines because the race is on!
Who in Jellystone will be the first to uncover
Lippy and Hardy's secret lost treasure!
Citizens will stop at nothing
in their mad scramble to find these untold, elderly riches!
I'm getting word inside my ear
that Jellystone elders Hardy Har Har and Lippy Lion
have something to say!
Take it away, Snagglepuss!
So! Tell us about this treasure!
Well, that treasure holds something priceless!
Legendary! Nifty, even!
Hey, that's my thing...
even.
Whoever finds it is gonna be
a real lucky fella, I tell ya.
Or a real lucky broad!
Oh, Lippy, so politically correct!
There ya have it, viewers!
Who is gonna be first?
I'm so excited
to open up some treasure!
Lippy and Hardy mentioned the treasure is somewhere
"foggy and damp".
And according to my disgusting moistometer,
It looks like...
this is the dampest spot in Jellystone!
Huh?
Oh, hey, guys!
I'm just trying out hot yoga!
Oh, look, I made my own steam!
Where's Lippy and Hardy's treasure?
Huh? I don't know anything about any treasure.
But I did see them last night!
Where?
I can't say.
Time for good cop, bad cop,
rad cop.
Hey, Peter!
That's some great form!
Oh, thanks!
So, where were you last night?
Oh, I was at...
Oh, wait, I'm not telling you!
I'm a bad cop!
You tell us where you were
or this little lady's going down town.
Cuff 'em, boys!
Oh, no! Balloon-Chan!
Hey, guys! Check out this sick flip!
Okay! Okay, okay, okay.
I can't tell you where I was,
it's too embarrassing...
But, you know, Lippy and Hardy were there
arguing with some little guy about something valuable.
That'll do, kiddo.
It's okay. It's okay.
Okay, so, Lippy and Hardy
said they fell asleep somewhere loud and dark, right?
Well, take a look at this!
I see this poster every day on the way to work.
Le gasp! Loud and dark!
Hmm...
Handsome ticket-man!
Tell us what you know about these two sneaky geriatrics!
What? I can't tell you anything!
It would totally betray the sacred code of ticket-seller,
movie-goer confidentiality!
I got this Loopy.
I'll coax the information out of him with my feminine wiles.
Hey...
Hey, why don't you tell us
about those old people, big boy?
Oooooh! Ooh, oh yeah...
What is she doing?
She's making me really uncomfortable.
Oh! Ooh, yeah! You like that?
This look like weird performance art theater.
Let's not do this.
Ah! She's scaring the customers away!
Give us what we want and we'll leave you alone.
All right,
last night that old couple
ran into the last screening of The Blow-ening!
I remember it clearly
because they were wearing tiny, revealing clothes.
Merci, monsieur. For your troubles.
Oh, no, oh, my... why? I don't want this.
Lippy and Hardy said they went out to eat last night,
and the boardwalk has the best food around!
A cheese-cream cone with authentic parmajang.
Or a deep fried cup of milk
for a growing gal like me!
- Mm-mm... - Oh, yeah, I love it here!
Hey, look! There they are!
Caricatures!
Get your caricatures here!
Hello there, Mr. Artist sir!
Did you see Lippy and Hardy yesterday?
Hmm... I don't recall...
maybe if you buy a caricature I'll remember.
Uh, here.
Oh, yeah, I saw Big L and H last night.
They just got out of a restaurant.
Seemed like they were in a real hurry.
Here ya go, Champ.
Uh... I don't look like this... do I?
Anything else, scary man?
Maybe, uh... memory's a little fuzzy.
Make it quick. Time is of the essence!
They were running away from someone.
Oh, and they were only wearing towels,
asking me to "procure" them some clothes.
Here, kid.
No... is this how people see me?
Running away from someone?
The plot thickens!
Thanks, art dog!
Hey, boyo.
Here's one last caricature for you, on the house.
I don't have stink lines!
More breaking news!
The race for treasure turns destructive
as folks continue digging
through our city's infrastructure.
It's only a matter of time before someone
gets their hands on this priceless treasure, even!
Ah! We're running out of time!
Ah, we pretty much know where it is.
So you guys should give up now.
You wish!
Now, why don't we all just share what we know
and get to the treasure first together?
Here, I'll go first.
We know that Lippy and Hardy ran into the theater
in a hurry wearing kids clothes?
They were in a hurry
'cause they were being chased out of a restaurant!
Dirty Dawg helped them get the clothes.
We know Peter saw Lippy and Hardy last night,
arguing with a short man over something of value.
But he was too embarrassed to tell us where it was.
Where would Lippy and Hardy wear towels
and eat something in a location
that's possibly embarrassing?
Hmmm...
Hello there!
Are you tired of going to the sauna
and getting yelled at for bringing and eating a sandwich in there?
- Yeah! - Then I've got the place for you!
We've got saunas!
We've got sandwiches!
What more can you ask for?
So come on down
to Sauna Sweats & Sandwiches!
Where could it possibly be? Hmm...
Where's the treasure, you mole!
What? There's no treasure here,
and even if there was--
Found it!
Bring it in, kids!
It's opening time!
What the? Oh, no!
It's locked.
Move over.
Wait! Something fragile might be in there.
We gotta get this back
to Lippy and Hardy so they can open if for us.
But how? Everyone in the town's looking for this thing.
We can disguise it up to look like a person!
With eyes that tell a thousand stories.
A mouth, full of secrets.
And one of those butt chins!
Like I'll have when I fully mature!
Now all they need is some clothes.
I feel like I'm being looked at.
So I tell him,
if you even dare lay a finger on me you're dead!
And we've been together ever since!
You said you had a clue to give out.
Hey! Over here!
We found it! Ta-da!
Oh! Who's the smoke show?
What? Oh, no, no, no, no.
Ta-da!
Our treasure!
You found it!
Yay.
All right, let's crack it open.
We just need the key!
Should be in here... A-ha!
Here it is.
Eh, I don't wanna touch that.
I will! Yay!
Here. We'll split it with you.
It's happening, everyone.
The mysterious treasure is about to be revealed, even!
Ha!
Ah, I'm free!
- Huh? - There's a tiny man in there?
Oh, I remember what happened now!
Oh, yeah, yeah! This is a good one, fellas. Now, listen up.
So last night we went to our favorite dining establishment
to celebrate the 80th anniversary
of our debut comedy album.
Audible Slapstick!
Our tradition is to play it at full volume,
for everyone to enjoy!
But then this little Inch High Private Eye guy
comes up to us asking us to lower the volume,
saying that our comedy is "bad."
So things got heated.
We ended up locking him in the chest
with the album playing!
Then, Morocco Mole called
the cops on us for causing a scene.
So we had to split.
Oh, come on, what do you mean I wasn't invited?
An old friend helped us get some clothes.
And then, we ran into a scary movie!
Where we knew those little baby cop
would be too scared to follow us.
And that's it, I think!
Well, that unfortunately checks out.
But how is that a treasure?
It's just some weird guy and a comedy record.
This is our first, and last, comedy album!
It was hard getting cancelled back in the day,
but we did it!
We treasure those fond moments,
so it's a treasure to us!
Aww, that's beautiful!
Yeah! And I treasure the adventure we had!
We all do!
Bye!
Ah, this is nice and all,
but I didn't get to open anything up.
Here, Yogi!
This has been the best day of my life!
Yoo-hoo!
Well, folks. Questions were answered.
Plot holes were forgotten
and expectations were met.
Until next time,
Snagglepuss out!
Can someone please call my family?