>> I'M JUST HEADING TO THE FIELDS, DUKE.
I'LL BE BACK.
CLEAR.
>> ALL RIGHT.
* *
>> RATABUNGA.
>> * FROM THE HAYSTACKS *
* UP TO THE HILLTOPS *
* WE'RE GOING DANCING... *
>> WHOO-HOO.
OW. OW.
OKAY, OW. OW.
>> * DO-SI-DO YOUR PARTNER NOW *
* THERE'S A PARTY TILL THE MORNING LIGHT *
* DO-SI-DO *
* AND DON'T YOU KNOW *
* IT'S JUST THE WAY WE ANIMALS ROLL *
>> AH-HA.
>> GRAB THAT BUSHEL OF RUTABAGAS.
>> WATCH OUT FOR THE CARNIVOROUS WHEELBARROW.
>> WHO KNEW THE FARMER LIKED VIDEO GAMES?
>> DON'T LET HIM FOOL YA, PIP.
>> THE GUY MAY BE QUIET AND BORING ON THE OUTSIDE,
BUT ON THE INSIDE, HE'S QUIET AND BORING
AND LIKES VIDEO GAMES.
>> YES!
>> all: AAAH!
>> THAT'S LESS THAN IDEAL.
>> OTIS, YOU BROKE THE FARMER'S GAME CARTRIDGE.
>> IT WAS THE ONLY PLEASURE HE HAD
IN HIS HORRID LITTLE LIFE.
>> ALL RIGHT, LET'S ALL STAY CALM.
ALL WE HAVE TO DO IS BUY HIM A REPLACEMENT.
>> BUT THOSE THINGS COST OVER $50.
WHERE WE GONNA GET THAT KIND OF MONEY?
>> WELL, THERE IS THIS CONVENIENTLY PLACED AD.
"EXPERIENCED BABYSITTER." UH-HUH, UH-HUH.
"WANTED." OKAY, OKAY.
"$50 PER EVENING"?
WELL, THAT WORKED OUT WELL.
>> HEY, THAT'S ALMOST ENOUGH.
>> OTIS, NOW, LISTEN UP.
BABYSITTIN' A HUMAN CHILD
REQUIRES PATIENCE, COMPASSION, AND A LOT OF HARD WORK.
>> WHICH IS WHY YOU'RE ALL COMING WITH ME.
>> WHAT? >> NO WAY.
>> CHILDREN SMELL.
>> THEY'RE LIKE TINY LITTLE DEVILS.
>> GUYS, WE HAVE TO REPLACE THAT CARTRIDGE
THAT SOMEONE BROKE.
>> MAYBE HE WON'T NOTICE WE BROKE IT.
>> AAAAH!
>> I'LL GO GET MY BRITISH NANNY DISGUISE.
>> RIGHT BEHIND YA. >> ME TOO.
>> SOUNDS LIKE A PLAN.
>> NOW, REMEMBER:
WE'RE A CRACK TEAM OF BRITISH BABYSITTERS.
>> RIGHT, RIGHT. >> TALLY-HO.
>> UH, OTIS, ARE YOU SURE THIS IS THE RIGHT PLACE?
>> YEAH, I'M SURE. 3116 CRACKERTOE DRIVE.
WHY DOES THAT ADDRESS SOUND SO FAMILIAR?
OH, CUD.
>> HELLO! >> all: AAAAAH!
>> WHAT IS GOING--
>> OTIS, THIS IS MRS. BEADY'S HOUSE.
>> THAT MEANS WE'RE BABYSITTING SNOTTY BOY.
>> GUYS, I KNOW HE'S EVIL, BUT WE NEED THIS JOB.
WE CAN TAKE HIM IF WE ALL WORK TOGETHER.
NOW MAN UP.
GOOD EVENING, MY POINTY-FACED WOMAN.
WE'RE THE RENT-A-NANNIES,
AND WE'RE SUPERCALAFRAJA-HAPPY TO MEET YOU.
I'M NANNY OTIS.
THIS IS NANNY PECK, NANNY ABBY,
NANNY...PIGLIKE PERSON, AND NANNY FREDDY.
>> DELIGHTED. >> HOW JA DO, LUV?
>> PLEASE, SIR, MAY I HAVE SOME MORE?
>> THIS WON'T END WELL...MUM.
>> HOLD ON.
I'M NOT GOING TO TRUST MY PRECIOUS LITTLE NEPHEW
TO JUST ANYONE.
HOW DO I KNOW YOU'RE QUALIFIED?
>> WELL, BECAUSE, ERM, WE CAN SING.
YES, THAT'S IT. NANNIES?
>> * OOOOOOOOH....*
thwack! >> OH, MY SKULL!
>> INCOMING! >> LOOK OUT!
>> COVER YOUR HEAD!
>> GAH, STUPID SINGING BABYSITTERS.
THIS IS GONNA BE FUN.
>> WELL, YOU'VE CERTAINLY ESTABLISHED
A NURTURING COMFORT LEVEL WITH LITTLE EUGENE.
YOU'VE GOT THE JOB.
>> NO!
>> THEY MEAN, "NO DOUBT IT WILL BE
A MAGICAL, FUN-FILLED EVENING OF MAGICALNESS."
thwack! OOH!
>> WE'LL BE HOME AT 10:00. FOLLOW THIS LIST EXACTLY.
EUGENE IS TO BE FED, BATHED, AND IN BED ASLEEP
BY THE TIME WE GET HOME.
>> OH, YOUR ROTUND LITTLE CHERUB WILL BE SAFE WITH US.
chomp!
OH, YOU TERRIBLY AWESOME CHILD.
>> BYE, SWEETIE.
HURRY, NATHAN.
DATE NIGHT ONLY COMES ONCE A YEAR.
>> I'D RATHER STAY HOME AND BE TORMENTED BY THE BOY.
>> WELL, WELL.
FIVE LITTLE FLIES FOR THE SPIDER.
HA, HA!
>> NOW, EUGENE.
I'M SURE THAT WE'RE GOING TO HAVE A LOVELY--
>> ZIP IT, LADY.
YOU, LET'S PLAY A GAME.
THE REST OF YOU, MAKE MY DINNER!
>> OTIS, I'M SCARED.
>> STAY FROSTY.
DON'T LET HIM NEAR YOUR FINGERS. I'LL BE RIGHT BACK.
GUYS, LET'S START DINNER.
WE GOT TO MAKE THIS LOOK LEGIT, OR WE DON'T GET PAID.
>> OTIS, WE CAN'T LEAVE ABBY ALONE WITH FREAK OF NATURE.
SHE'S BEEN WITH HIM FOR, LIKE, A SECOND.
WHAT COULD HAPPEN?
>> YOU'RE A NANNY PINATA.
ONLY INSTEAD OF CANDY, YOU'RE FILLED WITH FEAR.
HA, HA, HA!
>> STOP!
>> I'M GONNA TELL AUNTIE YOU STINK AT YOUR JOB.
OH BY THE WAY, THERE'S SOMETHING MISSING.
WHAT IS IT? HMM...
OH, THAT'S RIGHT: MY DINNER!
>> PIG, FOLLOW IT TO THE KITCHEN AND PUT FOOD IN IT.
>> OTIS, I'M ALLERGIC TO BLUDGEONING.
>> I HAVE TO CHECK ON ABBY. GO.
>> HEY, WHERE'S MY LITTLE COWBOY?
CHUCK WAGON'S HERE. thwack!
DIDN'T FEEL A THING.
thwack!
>> HA, HA! IS THAT ALL YOU GOT, NANNY?
IS THAT ALL YOU GOT?
>> NOT IN THE BELLY. NOT IN THE BELLY.
>> AW, DON'T BE UPSET.
WOULD YOU LIKE TO SHARE MY NOODLE CASSEROLE?
>> I COULDN'T. THAT'S YOUR DINNER,
HEY, THAT LOOKS PRETTY GOOD.
>> ABBY, YOU WERE UPSIDE DOWN FOR A LONG TIME.
ARE YOU OKAY?
>> TOPSY, LITTLE EVA.
THERE'S A TWISTER COMIN'.
>> I THINK SHE SOUNDS BETTER.
>>
>> IT'S PIG.
>> NO...
>> I PUT FIZZY ROCKS IN HER STUPID NOODLE CASSEROLE.
NOW SHE'S GOING TO EXPLODE.
>> >> HA, HA, HA!
>> >> IT IS MY BATH TIME.
WHO WANTS TO SCRUB ME DOWN?
>> MRS. BEADY'LL NOTICE IF HE'S DIRTY.
SOAP HIM UP AND HOSE HIM DOWN, STAT.
>> OTIS, DON'T SEND US UP THERE ALONE.
I GOT TO PUMP PIG'S STOMACH,
SO SUCK IT UP,
AND I'LL BE THERE AS SOON AS I CAN.
>> YOU'RE GONNA BE FINE, BUDDY.
JUST THINK ABOUT THE BAHAMAS.
>> SCRUB, LAMIES.
>> WE'RE LOOFAHING AS HARD AS WE CAN.
>> YEAH, THE TOE JAM'S REALLY CAKED IN.
>> NOW IT'S TIME FOR GERMAN U-BOAT.
>> GERMAN U
>> GERMAN U-BOAT.
ACHTUNG, LAMIES.
>> MAYBE IF WE IGNORE HIM, HE'LL STAY UNDER.
>> MAYDAY! MAYDAY!
>> IT'S NOT WORKING.
>> DON'T WORRY. I'M ON IT.
>>
>> MMM, IS THERE ANY MORE CASSEROLE?
>> OTIS, LOOK AT THE CLOCK.
FREDDY AND PECK HAVE BEEN IN THERE FOR A LONG TIME.
>> SWEET CHEESE, YOU'RE RIGHT. COME ON.
>> DIVE! DIVE! DIVE!
>>
>> NO!
>> I DON'T FEEL VERY FRESH.
>> HA, HA!
FOUR STUPID NANNIES DOWN...
ONE BIG ONE TO GO.
I'LL HANDLE THE DEMON SPAWN.
PIP, YOU GIVE FREDDY AND PECK CARDIOPULMINARY RESUSCITATION.
>> WHAT?
>> PUT YOUR MOUTH ON THEIR MOUTH.
>> I'M GOING WITH YOU.
>> EUGENE? TIME TO GET INTO YOUR JAMMIES.
thwack!
>> YOU'RE THE MOST PATHETIC NANNY OF ALL.
HA!
>> TAKING CARE OF KIDS IS HARD.
>> BUT SO REWARDING-- $50 WORTH OF REWARDING.
COME ON.
>> EUGENE, NOW, YOU GET BACK HERE.
I'VE GOT SOME NICE POWDERED SUGAR FOR YOU.
thwack!
>> YOU'VE ENTERED A WORLD OF PAIN NOW, OLD WOMAN.
>> I'LL LET YOU WATCH EXTRA TELEBOX.
thud!
>> * YOU'VE GOT A CONTUSION. *
HA, HA, HA!
>> THAT'S IT!
I ORDER YOU TO GET IN THAT HOUSE.
>> AS IF.
GNOME.
thud!
>> OTIS, GIVE IT UP. IT'S OVER.
END OF STORY.
>> STORY. OF COURSE.
PIP, HEAD BACK TO SNOTTY'S ROOM AND...
>> UH-HUH.
>> OKAY, EUGENE. THAT'S IT.
I'M DONE. YOU'RE TOO MUCH FOR ME.
I QUIT!
>> YOU CAN'T QUIT.
I'M NOT FINISHED WITH YOU.
>> NO, I'VE FAILED AS A BABYSITTER.
TOO BAD.
AND I WAS GOING TO TELL YOU
SUCH A WONDERFUL, WONDERFUL BEDTIME STORY.
>> HAH!
LIKE I'D EVER CARE ABOUT YOUR LAME-O STORIES.
>> OH, I KNOW. I KNOW.
YOU'RE MUCH TOO CLEVER TO BE AMUSED BY A TALE OF...
SPACE BOY AND THE SNOT BOTS OF PLANET STUPID!
>> I MEAN, HAH!
THAT'S A DUMB TITLE.
>> YES, AND THE PART WHERE THE SNOT BOTS
REMOVE SPACE BOY'S HEAD IS EVEN DUMBER.
WELL, GOOD NIGHT.
>> YOU'RE A LOUSY STORYTELLER.
HOW COULD THE BRAVE SPACE BOY LIVE WITHOUT HIS STUPID HEAD?
>> OH, I DON'T KNOW.
PERHAPS BECAUSE HE WAS REALLY ONE OF THE....
WALKING DEAD!
>> AAH!
>> I THOUGHT SO.
SEVERAL BUCKETS OF GUTS LATER,
IT LOOKED LIKE THE SNOT BOTS HAD FINALLY TRIUMPHED.
>> WAIT, WHAT HAPPENED THEN?
TELL ME, OLD WOMAN! TELL ME!
>> YES, IT'S TRUE. I AM OLD.
THEN SUDDENLY, THE SNOT BOTS CRINGED IN FEAR.
WHY, THEY'D FORGOTTEN ALL ABOUT SPACE BOY'S DISGUSTO RAY.
>> HAH! I KNEW IT.
STUPID ROBOTS.
>> THEN, AT THE LAST SECOND...
OH, GRACIOUS, YOUR AUNTIE WILL BE HOME IN ONE MINUTE.
NO TIME TO FINISH THE STORY.
>> NO, PLEASE, NANNY OTIS.
YOU HAVE TO FINISH THE STORY.
PLEASE, NANNY OTIS. TELL ME.
NO, TELL ME. TELL ME.
OH, ALL RIGHT.
HOW CAN I RESIST SUCH ANGELIC PLEAS?
WHERE WAS I?
OH, YES, OH, YES, OH, YES.
SPACE BOY SET HIS DISGUSTO RAY ON PUTREFY.
AND THEN...
>> YEAH?
>> COME CLOSER, AND I'LL TELL YOU.
>> I...I LOVE YOU, NANNY OTIS.
>> AND NANNY OTIS LOVES YOU TOO.
GET HIM!
>> OW! MY STUPID HEAD!
>> GOOD WORK, PIP. HELP ME GET HIM INTO BED.
>> OH, NO. MRS. BEADY'S HOME.
>>
>> OH, I KNEW I SHOULDN'T HAVE TRUSTED THOSE NANNIES.
>> TUT-TUT. NOT TO WORRY.
EUGENE WAS A BIT RAMBUNCTIOUS, BUT HE WAS A JOY NONETHELESS.
>> WELL, I'LL JUST SEE THAT FOR MYSELF.
WELL, I SEE HE'S BEEN FED.
>> OF COURSE.
>> AND HE'S HAD HIS BATH.
NOT BAD.
>> YES, WE WASHED EVERYWHERE.
>> NATHAN, GIVE THIS WONDERFUL WOMAN $50.
>> OH, BUT THAT'S MY BAIT AND TACKLE MONEY.
>> PAY HER!
>>
>> OH, MY, THANK YOU SO MUCH.
WELL, AS WE SAY IN BRITISH LAND,
BITE ME.
>> I GUESS SOME PEOPLE JUST HAVE A WAY WITH CHILDREN.
MY LITTLE ANGEL.
LET ME TUCK YOU IN MORE SNUGLY.
HUH?
>>
>> ANOTHER SATISFIED CUSTOMER.
>> HEY FREDDY, YOU SMELL LIKE A TOILET.
>> YOU SAY IT LIKE IT'S A BAD THING.
>> * GOLFING, YEAH, WE LOVE TO GOLF *
* WE'RE GONNA GO GOLFING *
* WE LOVE OUR GOLFING *
* GOLFING, WE LOVE TO GOLF *
* WE'RE GOING GOLF, GOLF, GOLF, GOLF, GOLFING! *
>> STATUS REPORT, AGENT FREDDY.
>> WE'RE NINE MILES FROM OUR DESTINATION.
>> WHAT?
TRY TURNING THE BINOCULARS AROUND.
>> OH. HEY, WE'RE HERE!
>> OKAY, PEOPLE. LIKE WE PRACTICED.
SERPENTINE.
NOW TO USE THE SECRET SIGNAL
TO SUMMON MY CONTACT INSIDE THE GOLF CLUB.
HEY, CRAZY LOUIE!
>> HEY, GUYS. COME ON IN.
>> HEY, OTIS, AREN'T YOU WORRIED
ABOUT WALKING AND TALKING IN FRONT OF THIS GUY?
>> DON'T WORRY.
THAT'S MY BUDDY, CRAZY LOUIE.
HE'S A LITTLE, UH...
>> * I LIKE EGGS! I LIKE EGGS! *
* I LIKE EGGS! I LIKE EGGS! *
>> CRAZY?
>> I WAS GONNA SAY, "STARK-RAVING GAZONKERS."
THANKS FOR SNEAKING US IN, LOUIE.
HAVE A DING-DANG DOOPITY DAY!
>> OFF THE TREE, CAREENING OFF THE APPROACHING EAGLE,
AND INTO THE HOLE.
>> OTIS, YOU ARE SUCH A SHOW-OFF.
>> THAT'S NOT TRUE.
NOW I'M SHOWING OFF.
>> OH! IDIOT!
>> INCREDIBLE. >> HOW'S HE DO IT?
>> HE'S A MACHINE. >> PLEASE, PLEASE.
HOLD YOUR APPLAUSE
UNTIL AFTER I'VE KICKED YOUR BUTTS.
>> OOOH. ME NEXT. ME NEXT.
>> YOU PROMISED YOU'D SHOW ME HOW TO PLAY.
>> OKAY, PIG.
FIRST, EMPTY YOUR MIND.
>> DONE. >> THAT WAS EASY.
>> NOW, BECOME ONE WITH THE BALL.
FEEL THE BALL. BE THE BALL.
NO, DON'T EAT THE BALL.
>> SORRY.
>> NOW BREATHE THROUGH YOUR EYES.
CLENCH YOUR BUTT.
NOW LISTEN FOR THE VOICE WITHIN
QUIETLY TELLING YOU TO...
SWIIIIING! >> YAAAHHH!
>> OH!
>> LOUIE, SPEAK TO ME.
>> MY APPENDIX.
HOW WILL I PROCESS ENZYMES
AND CONVERT THEM INTO SIMPLE SUGARS?
>> HOW DO YOU KNOW IT'S YOUR APPENDIX?
>> WELL, IF YOU'LL LOOK AT THIS X-RAY,
YOU'LL SEE THAT MY APPENDIX--THAT'S THIS--
WAS ON ITS LAST LEGS, SO TO SPEAK.
THE DOC SAID I'D BE FINE
AS LONG AS NO ONE HIT IT WITH A GOLF CLUB.
AAH!
IT'S OKAY, THOUGH. I'VE LIVED A RICH AND FULL LIFE.
>> GUYS, WE GOTTA GET CRAZY LOUIE A NEW APPENDIX.
BUT HOW? HOW?
>> OTIS, DID YOU SEE THAT SIGN?
>> WHAT SIGN? WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?
>> RIGHT THERE. >> WHAT
>> MOVE YOUR HEAD THIS WAY. >> HUH?
>> NO, TO THE LEFT. >> I DON'T SEE ANYTHING.
>> NOW THAT WAY. >> I'M NOT GETTING IT.
HEY, LOOK.
THE 25TH ANNUAL APPENDIX CLASSIC.
FIRST PRIZE: ONE APPENDIX.
WEIRD, YET CONVENIENT. HANG IN THERE, LOUIE.
I'M GONNA WIN THAT NEW APPENDIX FOR YOU.
>> YOU'RE A GOOD FRIEND, OTIS.
BUT HURRY.
MY ENDOCRINE SYSTEM IS BREAKING DOWN
ON A CELLULAR LEVEL.
>> HI, FOLKS.
HILLY BURFORD HERE AT THE APPENDIX GOLF CLASSIC
WITH 25-TIME CHAMP JUDGE BEAUREGARD BEAUMONT XVII.
WHAT'S YOUR SECRET, JUDGE?
>> WELL, HILLY, I REPRESS MY EMOTIONS
AND PLAY THE GAME WITH HUMORLESS DECORUM.
>> WELL, IT MUST BE WORKIN'.
YOU SEEM TO HAVE SCARED OFF ALL THE COMPETITION.
>> * ROCK THE HOUSE, BLOW THE ROOF OFF *
* ROCK THE HOUSE, BLOW THE ROOF OFF *
>> OKAY, PEOPLE, LET'S GET THIS PARTY STARTED.
HEY, OLDIE. HAVE A PINEAPPLE SLUSHY.
>> JUST WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?
>> UH, WE'RE NOT ANIMALS.
>> THAT'S ENOUGH TALKING WITH YOUR MOUTH.
NO ONE LIKES A CHATTY CADDY.
HEIFER WOODS IS THE NAME; GOLF'S MY GAME.
>> HEY, GET A LOAD OF THIS FELLA--OW.
WELL, EVERYBODY, I'VE GOT TWO WORDS FOR YA...
GAME ON.
>> FREDDY, WHY DO YOU KEEP DRIVING IN REVERSE?
>> WELL, THIS CART'S CONFUSING.
THERE'S SO MANY BUTTONS.
>> ABBY? HOW'S OUR PATIENT?
>> HURRY, OTIS. HE'S GETTIN' WORSE.
I THINK HE'S DELUSIONAL.
>> I AM THE MAYOR OF BUTTERTOWN.
ALL RISE FOR THE NATIONAL ANTHEM.
* OH, BUTTERTOWN, THY CREAMY STREETS OF GOLD *
>> I DON'T THINK HE IS THE MAYOR OF BUTTERTOWN.
>> JUST KEEP HIM ALIVE, ABBY. ALIVE!
OKAY, MORE GOLF.
>> all: AHHH...
>> AND THERE'S A BEAUTY OF A DRIVE FROM JUDGE BEAUMONT.
>> TOP THAT, YOU BUFFOON.
>> A DELICIOUS SHOT, YOUR MAGISTRATE.
TASTIER THEN SOME KIND OF MEAT PIE.
WELL, CADDY, WHAT DO YOU THINK?
>> MY FINGER TASTES LIKE PANCAKES.
>> SEVEN-IRON IT IS.
ONE, TWO, THREE... GOLF SHOT.
>> OW, MY SPLEEN!
>> IN YOUR FACE, MR. FANCY MCPOOPSALOT.
>> * GOLFING, YEAH, WE LOVE TO GOLF *
* WE'RE GONNA GO GOLFING *
* WE LOVE OUR GOLFING *
* GOLFING, WE LOVE TO GOLF *
* WE'RE GOING GOLF, GOLF, GOLF, GOLF, GOLFING! *
WELL, ALL RIGHT.
HEIFER WOODS MOVES INTO THE LEAD.
THAT'S WHAT I CALL GOLF.
>> THAT CLASSLESS UPSTART RUFFIAN NEEDS TO BE STOPPED.
>> LOOK, A HORDE OF ANGRY PYGMIES.
>> WHAT GET 'EM AWAY FROM ME.
THEY'RE COW EATERS-- NOT THAT I'M A COW,
BUT IF I WERE, THEY'D EAT ME.
>> OH, MY BAD. JUST A SQUIRREL.
>> OTIS, THEY SWITCHED THE BALLS.
YOURS IS TICKING. >> INTERESTING.
OOPS, I MISSED. DARN IT, MISSED AGAIN.
THAT'S A MISS... OOPS, I MISSED.
OH, BOY, MISSED AGAIN. I AM NOT GOOD TODAY.
WOW, I CAN'T SEEM TO CATCH A BREAK.
>> OH, FOR CRYING OUT LOUD. >> NO!
>> LIKE THIS.
I LIKE PIE.
>> HILLY BURFORD AT THE NINTH HOLE,
WHERE CROWD-PLEASING NEWCOMER HEIFER WOODS
HAS TAKEN A SIZABLE LEAD.
>> TOUGH BREAK, HEIFER.
I GUESS YOU LOSE A SHOT.
>> CADDY?
>> I RECOMMEND ONE OF THOSE GOLF STICKS
AND THE 1950s DIVING SUIT.
>> FOLKS, THIS IS ASTOUNDING.
HEIFER WOODS HAS DECIDED TO MAKE HIS SHOT
FROM THE BOTTOM OF A POND.
>> HOW COULD YOU ALLOW THIS TO HAPPEN?
>> AT LEAST NOTHING EXPLODED THIS TIME.
I STAND CORRECTED.
>> WOW, DIDN'T SEE THAT COMING.
>> TO THE GREEN! >> YAAAH!
>> I HATE THAT GUY.
>> THEN AT THE 17TH HOLE, THIS HAPPENED.
>> THAT'S THE ONE. >> SWEET.
>> YOU STUCK IT.
>> YELLO?
>> OTIS, HURRY UP AND WIN THAT APPENDIX.
CRAZY LOUIE'S FADIN' FAST.
>> I SEE A BRIGHT LIGHT.
SO WARM AND FULL OF LOVE.
NOPE, NOW IT'S GONE. OH, IT'S BACK AGAIN.
IT'S GONE. BACK AGAIN.
>> TELL LOUIE I'M 300 STROKES UP.
HIS NEW APPENDIX IS IN THE BAG.
>> HEY, PECK.
I FINALLY FIGURED OUT HOW TO MAKE THE CART GO FORWARD.
>> REALLY? THAT'S GREAT, FRE--HEY, NOW!
crash!
>> SORRY, OTIS.
>> A SHOCKING DEVELOPMENT.
HEIFER WOODS HAS BEEN RUN OVER BY HIS OWN GOLF CART.
WHAT'S UP WITH THAT?
>> BODY SMUSHED...
PAIN LARGE...
CAN'T PLAY.
>> DID YOU HEAR THAT? HE FORFEITS.
THAT MEANS I WIN.
>> NOW, HOLD ON THERE, JUDGE.
ACCORDING TO THE RULES...
>>
HERE WE GO-- NO, THAT'S THE WRONG PAGE.
"IN THE EVENT OF A CART-RELATED MISHAP,
A PLAYER'S CADDY CAN FINISH THE GAME FOR HIM."
>> ME? NO WAY. UH-UH.
>> PIG, COME ON. YOU CAN DO THIS.
I'M UP BY 300 STROKES.
JUST SINK THIS PUTT, PLAY THE 18TH HOLE,
AND WE ARE DONE.
>> I DON'T KNOW.
>> DO IT FOR LOUIE. FOR LOUIE!
>> I'M FADIN' FAST. GOODBYE, WORLD.
>> AAH, WHAT THE HECK. I'LL GIVE IT A GO.
>> THAT'S MY PIG. >> THAT'S MY PIG.
>> DO OVER.
JUST WARMING UP.
ONE MORE.
OOPSIE.
THIS IS HARDER THAN IT LOOKS.
>> 295 PUTTS LATER...
>> OOH, CLOSE ONE.
>> OH, PLEASE, PIG.
>> COME ON.
YOU'RE KILLING ME HERE. JUST SINK IT ALREADY.
>> YES! I'M THE MAN.
>> PIG, YOU JUST WIPED OUT A 300-STROKE LEAD.
>> AND THAT'S... >> BAD.
>> BAD, RIGHT.
>> AND WITH THAT SPECTACULAR SHOT ON THE 18TH HOLE,
IT'S A TIE BALL GAME.
>> IT'S OVER. >> POOR CRAZY LOUIE.
>> HE WAS SO YOUNG AND FULL OF SIMPLE SUGARS.
>> OTIS, LET'S JUST GIVE UP. I STINK.
>> PIG, A HOLE-IN-ONE WILL WIN THIS FOR US.
>> A HOLE ARE YOU CRAZY?
>> LISTEN TO ME.
THE ZEN OF GOLF IS ALIVE DEEP INSIDE YOU,
YEARNING TO BURST FREE.
REMEMBER, "FEEL THE BALL, BE THE BALL."
>> OTIS, I CAN'T. >> YOU HAVE TO!
>> OKAY, I'LL TRY.
SMACK THE BALL, RIGHT?
NO. EAT THE BALL.
NO, UM, WHAT WAS IT AGAIN?
BREATHE THROUGH YOUR BUTT?
D'OH!
* *
>> HEY, BABY, YOU GOT BEANED ON THE NOGGIN BUT GOOD.
FEEL THAT BALL.
BE THE BALL, PIGGY.
BE THE BALL, LITTLE PIGGY.
OH, I GOTS TO GO.
THERE'S A RAINBOW IN MY NOGGIN.
>> I AM THE BALL.
I AM THE BALL.
>> OH, HE'S IN THE ZONE.
NOW STEADY, SWIIIIING!
>> YAAAAAHHH!
>> OW!
>> OH, MY. OH, MY.
>> YES, YES, YES.
>> NO, NO, NO.
>> YAY!
>> SWEET CRABAPPLES,
THAT BALL IS A HOLE-IN-ONE.
>> WHOO-HOO! WHOO-HOO!
>> OH!
>> * GOLFING, WE LOVE TO GOLF *
>> HEY, LOUIE.
WE CAME BY TO SEE HOW YOU'RE DOING.
>> HOW'S THAT NEW APPENDIX WORKING FOR YOU?
>> OH, HEY, GUYS.
FUNNY STORY ABOUT THE APPENDIX.
TURNS OUT IT'S A TOTALLY USELESS ORGAN,
SO I SOLD IT AND USED THE MONEY TO BUY EXTRA THUMBS.
>> AAHH!
>> HEY, LOOK AT ME.
I'M EXTRA THUMB MAN.
* OH, BUTTERTOWN *
* WE RAISE OUR THUMBS ON HIGH *
WHO WANTS TO WRESTLE? >> AAAHH!
HEY, WHERE YOU GOIN'?
WE AIN'T WRESTLED YET. DON'T BE SCARED.
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