Cowboy Bebop Thumbnail
Theatre: Episode 2: Stray Dog Strut
Thumbnail Theatre concept is blatantly stolen from Toastyfrog.
Go there. It's a very cool site.
| (BADAP BADAP BADAP BADAP BLA-DOW) |
|
|
Hakim: Ahh, kicking three guys' asses is such a good way to start the morning. |
 |
Punch & Judy: You said it, Abdul Hakim! By the way, there's an 8 million woolong bounty on you. |
|
|
Hakim: No way! |
|
|
Punch & Judy: Way. |
 |
Spike: Dude! |
 |
Jet: Sweet! |
 |
Doc: And you'd better catch him this time. Hint, hint. Not. |
|
|
Hakim: In the meantime, I'm hitting the bars in Chinatown. Round a' cockroaches in Lao-Tzu on me! Woo! |
 |
Punk: Nice suitcase, dude. YOINK! |
|
|
Hakim: Ungrateful bitch! |
| Suitcase: GRRRRRRRRRRR. |
|
|
Punk: Oh, shit. |
|
|
Spike: I'm OFF to catch the bountyyyy, the migh-ty bounty Hakiiiiim. |
 |
Scientists: We are morons. |
|
|
Spike: Hey, Angela Lansbury got a dye job and a pet store! |
|
|
Punk: That's nice, but why you got to point a gun at my head? |
|
|
Spike: Just open the suitcase, Ma'am. |
 |
Pet Store Lady: Aright aready. But remembah yah mutha's spinnin' in 'er grave just thinking about how yoo treat yer elders, and... |
|
|
Spike: and? |
 |
Ein: Why, hello, nice to make your acquaintance. My name is Ein, and I-- |
|
|
Pet Store Lady: A Welsh Corgi?! What, do I look like the Queen Motha a' somethin'?! Get dis crap oudda heah. |
|
|
Spike: Screw you guys, I'm goin' home. |
|
|
Hakim: I'll take that suitcase, thankyaverrahmuch. |
|
|
Spike: Wah dah fuh? Looks like it's time for a WACKY CHASE/FIGHT SCENE (tm)! |
|
|
Ein: So sorry to cut this short, Spike old chap. Let's take a swim. |
| (DUM CHICKA DUM) |
|
|
Jet: Spike, you brought me a PUPPY! This is the BEST CHRISTMAS EVER!! |
|
|
Spike: I hate that furball. |
|
|
Ein: My good man, while I do appreciate the rescue (which I might add, I initiated by toppling you into the canal, if you will so kindly recall), I must say that you should not taunt me in such a manner. *chomp* |
|
|
Spike: *cry* You're the MEANEST DOGGIE IN THE WORLD! |
|
|
Jet: No he's not! He's a nice doggie! Iddn't dat wight, Ein boy, iddn't dat wiiiiight... Ooooo joo joo joo! Whoo's a good booooy! |
|
|
Ein: Pardon me while I vomit. |
|
|
Hakim: Let's see... best course of action when looking for lost dog is... consult fortune teller! Damn, I'm glad I was in Boy Scouts. |
|
|
Spike: I'm walkin' tha dog. Do-be-do-be-do, baa-bum, do-be-do-be-do. |
|
|
Ein: Listen here fellow, I don't know what sort of scheme you have planned, but I --- OH!! THE WHISTLE! It calls to me over the moors! I must obey its siren song!! |
|
|
Spike: Crap. |
|
|
Jet: You lost him, didn't you. YOU LOST THE DOGGIE!!! YOU NEVER DO ANYTHING RIGHT!! *sob* |
|
|
Scientists: Why can't we hear the dog whistle? |
|
|
Ein: Because it's for DOGS, you pustulent morons! Now stop insulting me with your puny capture attempts! Net gun, indeed! Faugh! |
|
|
Hakim: So what you got, Fortune Teller Man? |
 |
Fortune Teller: My Piiko-chan tells me you're an asshole who likes to run off without paying. |
|
|
Hakim: Smart bird. Bye! |
|
|
Ein: Oh no, anyone but this fellow again. Why must I suffer so? |
|
|
Hakim: Here, have some sleepy gas. |
|
|
Ein: ButIdonwannnnnnzzzzzzzz......... |
|
|
Spike: Ah-HA! I have found you, foul miscreant! |
|
|
Scientists: Ah-HA! We have found you, foul miscreant! |
|
|
Hakim: Um. |
|
|
Ein: *tsk* Oh, honestly. Let me drive from here on out. Didn't you ever take lessons in ... my, we appear to be heading for a rather nasty wreck. Please do pardon me for leaving early. So sorry! |
|
|
Spike: Shucks, I'm such a big softy. Here boy! |
|
|
Ein: *SPLAT* |
|
|
Punch & Judy: Way to not get your bounty, Spike. |
|
|
Spike: You know, I've never tried Ka-go-gi before. |
|
|
Ein: Eep! |
| (BUMMMMMMMMm... DA DA DAN-DA-DAN DA DA) |