Perils of Penelope Pitstop (1969) s01e01 Episode Script
Jungle Jeopardy
Help! Starring those seven rollicking rescuers: The Anthill Mob, their courageous car, Chug-a-Boom and that villain of villains, The Hooded Claw.
Penelope Pitstop, heiress to a vast fortune, is in perpetual peril from her fortune-seeking guardian, Sylvester Sneekly who, unknown to her, is really The Hooded Claw.
But foiling this fiend's foul plots are Penelope's ever-present protectors: The Anthill Mob.
I'll get you, Penelope Pitstop.
It's a beautiful morning and our heroine, Penelope Pitstop is completing the last leg of an around-the-world flight.
Won't it be a surprise to my trusted and devoted guardian, Sylvester Sneekly? But Penelope is unaware that Sylvester Sneekly is really her arch nemesis, The Hooded Claw and he's waiting below.
What diabolical dilemma has he in store for her this time? It should happen just about now.
Oh, dear.
I think this may mean trouble.
Could this be the end of our brave Penelope Pitstop? You're darn tooting.
And in a moment the Pitstop fortune will be mine.
Don't count on that, Hooded Claw for at this very moment, The Anthill Mob is racing to her rescue.
Clyde, Penelope's plane is falling.
Quick, Chug-a-Boom, hop to it.
Watch it, there's a fork in the road.
Which way do we go? - Go to the right.
- Go to the left.
Oh, dear.
What is that below? It's an eagle's nest.
My only chance is to leap into it safely.
We'll catch you, Penelope.
Nice going, you snoozing Snoozy.
I am safe.
But, I fear, not for long, Ms.
Pitstop.
Blast, she's safe.
But no matter.
As The Hooded Claw I will go to the island and make short work of her.
My, it's a long and perilous way down but I just know that I'll make it.
And I just know that she won't.
Welcome, Penelope.
It's you, my arch enemy, The Hooded Claw.
Who did you expect? Dick Dastardly? Chug-a-Boom, wait for us! The fiend! He's taken her to the cliff.
What do y'all intend to do with me? Not much.
Merely drop you in the river 1,000 feet below us.
I can swim, you know.
At the end of the river, there's a 2,000-foot waterfall.
Can you swim that, Penelope Pitstop? I can try.
Try this, Pitstop! Oh, no.
Is Penelope all washed up? Can The Anthill Mob get there in time? Is this as fast as we can go, Dum Dum? That's right, Clyde.
Next time we'll go by boat.
Okay.
All you guys, keep a sharp lookout.
Penelope's gotta be down there somewhere.
There she is, Clyde.
She's tied to a log, and heading for the falls.
Quick, Dum Dum, take us down, and we'll pluck her to safety.
Right, Clyde.
I didn't mean that way.
I did a no-no? No, you did a dum-dum.
Now pull that rip-cord, and this time, no mistakes.
No mistakes, Clyde.
What'll we do now, Clyde? We landed in the river.
What'll we do? We sink.
Step on it, Chug-a-Boom.
Now cut that out! Come on, let's go.
There she is, Clyde.
I really don't know how long I can keep this up.
Not very long, my dear Penelope.
What we need is a bridge.
You say we need a bridge? One instant bridge coming up.
Okay, here she comes, you guys.
Get ready to grab her.
How was I to know it was a drawbridge? Look out for that rock! What rock? That rock, you dum-dum.
Come on, Anthill Mob, get going! Hey, Snoozy, wake up! Hurry, before she goes over the edge of the falls.
We got you, Penelope.
Quick, you guys.
Full speed in reverse.
Blast! Saved again by those pint-sized pests, The Anthill Mob.
We'll have you out of this jungle before that diabolical Hooded Claw strikes again.
Hurry up with the repairs on Chug-a-Boom, you guys.
Right, Clyde.
Clyde, look.
Two gorillas! Unhand me, you big little old apes.
After them apes! What's going on, now? Who are these apes? I'm not telling.
Okay, grab her on the swing.
Right, Clyde.
No problem.
Poor Penelope.
Back in the clutches of The Hooded Claw.
As you can see, my dear Penelope, my trap is a simple one.
As each banana is removed, you will become heavier and move lower and lower into the pit of hungry crocodiles.
Why, you ingenious fiend.
Thank you for the compliment, my beauty but it won't save you.
And to think I was once voted Miss Banana Queen.
Things look bad for Ms.
Penelope but wait a minute.
Looks like The Anthill Mob has a plan of its own.
When that monkey sees this bunch of bananas he'll forget all about the other bunch.
Okay, Zippy.
Make your cast a good one.
Right, Clyde.
Got you, Clyde.
I got him.
It's The Anthill Mob.
How nice! Don't worry, Penelope.
We'll pole-vault over the pit and grab you.
Poor Penelope.
The last banana is just about to be picked.
Not all is lost.
If I can only reach that little old broken branch I'll swing over.
Ready, aim, fire! Dear me.
Look at Penelope catapult out of the pit! What a gal! But that Hooded Claw just won't give up.
Not again, you scoundrels.
That's a new twist.
Blast her! Once again, Penelope is being pursued by that foul fiend, The Hooded Claw and the Bully Brothers, to boot.
That foul fiend, The Hooded Claw, is after Penelope.
I'll escape The Hooded Claw by climbing this idol.
That was a foolish mistake, my dear Penelope for now I have you trapped.
But here come the good guys.
There's Penelope.
Trapped on top of that idol.
Faster, Zippy, faster.
And now, Penelope Pitstop, if you will observe this powerful explosive surrounds the base of the idol.
Do your worst, Hooded Claw.
I will.
In a moment, Penelope Pitstop, you'll be a has-been heroine.
The powder burns closer and closer and there's no way down for poor Penelope.
Look ahead, Clyde.
An impassable cliff.
Not impassable for Chug-a-Boom.
Let's go.
Don't go away, Penelope.
We'll be right over there.
I always knew I'd get ahead.
Let go, you dum-dum.
I must save them.
All righty, Chug-a-Boom, it's up to little old you.
Blast! She got away.
Three cheers for Penelope.
But I fear The Hooded Claw is not going to give up.
You better believe it, buster.
Come on, you clowns.
I have work to do.
So, using galley power, The Anthill Mob rows Penelope homeward.
But they are unaware that The Hooded Claw is up to some underwater underhandedness in a submerged submarine.
I just love submarines.
They're so sneaky.
Now, full speed ahead, you Bully Brothers.
We've got to stop that Pitstop.
Right.
We finally got you away from that terrible island, Penelope.
Yes, at last I'm safe from the clutches of that dreadful Hooded Claw.
As long as we're by your side, Penelope, nothing's gonna happen.
- Right, Softy? - Wrong, Clyde.
Wrong is right.
For guess who's clutching her now? The Hooded Claw! So glad you could drop in, my dear.
Oh, no! What fate awaits Penelope in this fiend's submarine? A torpedo, you yucca bean! What else? Comfy, Pitstop? Not very.
Here.
Rest your little old head on this pillow while I tell you what's in store for you.
If you'll notice, the dial on this torpedo is set for China.
When the torpedo is fired, it will take you on a one-way trip where you will be the biggest bang of the Chinese New Year.
You can't scare me.
I like chop suey.
That's good.
Because you'll be the chop suey.
All right, Bully Brothers.
Fire! Chop-chop.
Right.
Poor Penelope.
Is there no way that this terrible torpedo trap can be tripped up? I certainly hope so.
There goes Penelope.
We'll never catch her.
Somebody better dream up an idea, and fast.
Zippy can tow us.
Yeah! Quick, Zippy! Zip off.
Wow! Look at that water-winged wonder go! - Hi, Zippy.
- Hi, Penelope.
All aboard, Penelope.
Thanks, fellas.
Now, what about that little old nasty torpedo? We'll just send it back to its rightful owner.
Bye-bye.
Are you waving good-bye to that torpedo, you dum-dum? No, Clyde, I'm waving bye-bye to The Hooded Claw.
Blast! That blasted torpedo is coming back to blast us.
I just hate loud noises.
It didn't explode! It looks like you're sunk, Hooded Claw! So what else is new, wise guy? Mark my words, Penelope Pitstop hasn't seen the last of The Hooded Help! I'll get you, Penelope Pitstop.
Penelope Pitstop, heiress to a vast fortune, is in perpetual peril from her fortune-seeking guardian, Sylvester Sneekly who, unknown to her, is really The Hooded Claw.
But foiling this fiend's foul plots are Penelope's ever-present protectors: The Anthill Mob.
I'll get you, Penelope Pitstop.
It's a beautiful morning and our heroine, Penelope Pitstop is completing the last leg of an around-the-world flight.
Won't it be a surprise to my trusted and devoted guardian, Sylvester Sneekly? But Penelope is unaware that Sylvester Sneekly is really her arch nemesis, The Hooded Claw and he's waiting below.
What diabolical dilemma has he in store for her this time? It should happen just about now.
Oh, dear.
I think this may mean trouble.
Could this be the end of our brave Penelope Pitstop? You're darn tooting.
And in a moment the Pitstop fortune will be mine.
Don't count on that, Hooded Claw for at this very moment, The Anthill Mob is racing to her rescue.
Clyde, Penelope's plane is falling.
Quick, Chug-a-Boom, hop to it.
Watch it, there's a fork in the road.
Which way do we go? - Go to the right.
- Go to the left.
Oh, dear.
What is that below? It's an eagle's nest.
My only chance is to leap into it safely.
We'll catch you, Penelope.
Nice going, you snoozing Snoozy.
I am safe.
But, I fear, not for long, Ms.
Pitstop.
Blast, she's safe.
But no matter.
As The Hooded Claw I will go to the island and make short work of her.
My, it's a long and perilous way down but I just know that I'll make it.
And I just know that she won't.
Welcome, Penelope.
It's you, my arch enemy, The Hooded Claw.
Who did you expect? Dick Dastardly? Chug-a-Boom, wait for us! The fiend! He's taken her to the cliff.
What do y'all intend to do with me? Not much.
Merely drop you in the river 1,000 feet below us.
I can swim, you know.
At the end of the river, there's a 2,000-foot waterfall.
Can you swim that, Penelope Pitstop? I can try.
Try this, Pitstop! Oh, no.
Is Penelope all washed up? Can The Anthill Mob get there in time? Is this as fast as we can go, Dum Dum? That's right, Clyde.
Next time we'll go by boat.
Okay.
All you guys, keep a sharp lookout.
Penelope's gotta be down there somewhere.
There she is, Clyde.
She's tied to a log, and heading for the falls.
Quick, Dum Dum, take us down, and we'll pluck her to safety.
Right, Clyde.
I didn't mean that way.
I did a no-no? No, you did a dum-dum.
Now pull that rip-cord, and this time, no mistakes.
No mistakes, Clyde.
What'll we do now, Clyde? We landed in the river.
What'll we do? We sink.
Step on it, Chug-a-Boom.
Now cut that out! Come on, let's go.
There she is, Clyde.
I really don't know how long I can keep this up.
Not very long, my dear Penelope.
What we need is a bridge.
You say we need a bridge? One instant bridge coming up.
Okay, here she comes, you guys.
Get ready to grab her.
How was I to know it was a drawbridge? Look out for that rock! What rock? That rock, you dum-dum.
Come on, Anthill Mob, get going! Hey, Snoozy, wake up! Hurry, before she goes over the edge of the falls.
We got you, Penelope.
Quick, you guys.
Full speed in reverse.
Blast! Saved again by those pint-sized pests, The Anthill Mob.
We'll have you out of this jungle before that diabolical Hooded Claw strikes again.
Hurry up with the repairs on Chug-a-Boom, you guys.
Right, Clyde.
Clyde, look.
Two gorillas! Unhand me, you big little old apes.
After them apes! What's going on, now? Who are these apes? I'm not telling.
Okay, grab her on the swing.
Right, Clyde.
No problem.
Poor Penelope.
Back in the clutches of The Hooded Claw.
As you can see, my dear Penelope, my trap is a simple one.
As each banana is removed, you will become heavier and move lower and lower into the pit of hungry crocodiles.
Why, you ingenious fiend.
Thank you for the compliment, my beauty but it won't save you.
And to think I was once voted Miss Banana Queen.
Things look bad for Ms.
Penelope but wait a minute.
Looks like The Anthill Mob has a plan of its own.
When that monkey sees this bunch of bananas he'll forget all about the other bunch.
Okay, Zippy.
Make your cast a good one.
Right, Clyde.
Got you, Clyde.
I got him.
It's The Anthill Mob.
How nice! Don't worry, Penelope.
We'll pole-vault over the pit and grab you.
Poor Penelope.
The last banana is just about to be picked.
Not all is lost.
If I can only reach that little old broken branch I'll swing over.
Ready, aim, fire! Dear me.
Look at Penelope catapult out of the pit! What a gal! But that Hooded Claw just won't give up.
Not again, you scoundrels.
That's a new twist.
Blast her! Once again, Penelope is being pursued by that foul fiend, The Hooded Claw and the Bully Brothers, to boot.
That foul fiend, The Hooded Claw, is after Penelope.
I'll escape The Hooded Claw by climbing this idol.
That was a foolish mistake, my dear Penelope for now I have you trapped.
But here come the good guys.
There's Penelope.
Trapped on top of that idol.
Faster, Zippy, faster.
And now, Penelope Pitstop, if you will observe this powerful explosive surrounds the base of the idol.
Do your worst, Hooded Claw.
I will.
In a moment, Penelope Pitstop, you'll be a has-been heroine.
The powder burns closer and closer and there's no way down for poor Penelope.
Look ahead, Clyde.
An impassable cliff.
Not impassable for Chug-a-Boom.
Let's go.
Don't go away, Penelope.
We'll be right over there.
I always knew I'd get ahead.
Let go, you dum-dum.
I must save them.
All righty, Chug-a-Boom, it's up to little old you.
Blast! She got away.
Three cheers for Penelope.
But I fear The Hooded Claw is not going to give up.
You better believe it, buster.
Come on, you clowns.
I have work to do.
So, using galley power, The Anthill Mob rows Penelope homeward.
But they are unaware that The Hooded Claw is up to some underwater underhandedness in a submerged submarine.
I just love submarines.
They're so sneaky.
Now, full speed ahead, you Bully Brothers.
We've got to stop that Pitstop.
Right.
We finally got you away from that terrible island, Penelope.
Yes, at last I'm safe from the clutches of that dreadful Hooded Claw.
As long as we're by your side, Penelope, nothing's gonna happen.
- Right, Softy? - Wrong, Clyde.
Wrong is right.
For guess who's clutching her now? The Hooded Claw! So glad you could drop in, my dear.
Oh, no! What fate awaits Penelope in this fiend's submarine? A torpedo, you yucca bean! What else? Comfy, Pitstop? Not very.
Here.
Rest your little old head on this pillow while I tell you what's in store for you.
If you'll notice, the dial on this torpedo is set for China.
When the torpedo is fired, it will take you on a one-way trip where you will be the biggest bang of the Chinese New Year.
You can't scare me.
I like chop suey.
That's good.
Because you'll be the chop suey.
All right, Bully Brothers.
Fire! Chop-chop.
Right.
Poor Penelope.
Is there no way that this terrible torpedo trap can be tripped up? I certainly hope so.
There goes Penelope.
We'll never catch her.
Somebody better dream up an idea, and fast.
Zippy can tow us.
Yeah! Quick, Zippy! Zip off.
Wow! Look at that water-winged wonder go! - Hi, Zippy.
- Hi, Penelope.
All aboard, Penelope.
Thanks, fellas.
Now, what about that little old nasty torpedo? We'll just send it back to its rightful owner.
Bye-bye.
Are you waving good-bye to that torpedo, you dum-dum? No, Clyde, I'm waving bye-bye to The Hooded Claw.
Blast! That blasted torpedo is coming back to blast us.
I just hate loud noises.
It didn't explode! It looks like you're sunk, Hooded Claw! So what else is new, wise guy? Mark my words, Penelope Pitstop hasn't seen the last of The Hooded Help! I'll get you, Penelope Pitstop.