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Darkwing Duck/Drake Mallard, Nega-Duck, Herb Muddlefoot
Dr. Beatrice Brutey
Launchpad: (Ape offers him primate punch) Primate punch? No thanks. Blowing up irritates my stomach.
Darkwing: Launchpad! You're a genius! What an idea!
Launchpad: Thanks, DW. So...Uh...What's my idea?
Darkwing: Okay, so maybe we are hopelessly outnumbered. Out-weaponed and out-everything. But that's no reason to give up!
Gosalyn: You mean you've got a plan?
Darkwing: No! But...Uh...I'm working on one. Hmm, now let's see...Yes! Yes! That's it! Nah, too pedestrian.
Dr. Brute': Looks like Major Trechrot has certainly pulled the banana peel over your eyes, young man. (Instructs gorilla to open crate) Do these look like bananas?
Launchpad: Holy guacamole!
Gosalyn: Keen gear!
Dr. Brute': You see, Trenchrot is stockpiling weapons, not bananas. He wants to turn this island into a playground.
Launchpad: It would be a good place for a jungle gym.
Dr. Brute': Not that kind of playground. Trenchrot is planning a vacation villa for villains!
Darkwing: Hmm, a hotel for hit men, eh?
Darkwing: We're here to help Dr. Brute' escape.
Dr. Brute': I say...(Talks like ape) ooh-ooh-ah! Did I say I need help?
Darkwing: No, but you certainly look like you could use some.
Launchpad: I think he's challenging you, DW. At least that's how they do it on "Wrestling for Dollars".
Darkwing: Well, then, challenge accepted. (Starts using karate moves) Shpita-hoing boida-hiee muhay hoi-yabay waha! Hoo! Impressed? (Gorilla smacks him through several trees and into a boulder) I guess that's a no.
Launchpad: It looks like we may have to fight our way out of this one, DW.
Darkwing: Au contraire, mon fre're. In a time of crisis, one must remain cool, calm and unflappably civil. (Jumps on lead gorilla and yells) Okay, you big baboon! This is your last chance! Where's Gosalyn?!(Calms down) Okay, so I don't practice what I preach. I'm a parent, I can get away with it.
Darkwing: Despite the disconcerting disappearances, the undaunted do-gooder demonstrates his daring by...(Turns and sees an ape swinging for him)...Ducking!
(The ape misses, comes back, and Darkwing finds himself surrounded) Uh, banana, anyone? (Ape grabs banana and squishes it on Darkwing's head) Oh, boy!
Darkwing: Just what were you doing?
Gosalyn: Trying to catch gorillas?
Darkwing: Ha-ha! She was trying to catch gor...(Steps in Gosalyn's gorilla trap)
Launchpad: Gee, your trap worked! (Chuckles) Too bad DW isn't a gorilla.
Darkwing: (Hanging upside down in a tree) Gosalyn!
Gosalyn: Uh, I think I'm supposed to be in bed.
Launchpad: Boy, DW, how did you get Gosalyn to go to bed so easily?
Darkwing: Launchpad, the secret of being a good parent is letting your child know who's boss.'Course, offering a ten spot never hurt either.
(Apes swing by and grab Dr. Brute's hat)
Darkwing: I'll bet those apes had something to do with Dr. Brute's disappearance.
Launchpad: Either that or they have a thing for hats.
(Darkwing lands in a swamp)
Darkwing: Well, at least it was a safe landing. (Crocodile stands up with Darkwing on top) Um, perhaps I spoke to soon. (Crocodile throws him up in the air and tries to eat him, but Darkwing gets away) Aah! (Runs into a coconut tree) Ouch. (Coconuts fall on his head) And double ouch.
Darkwing: This may look like an ordinary coconut, but it's actually a cleverly disguised bomb. To explode it all you have to do is...(Gosalyn grabs the bomb and accidentally arms it)...twist the top.
Gosalyn: Oops, here! (Tosses to Launchpad)
Darkwing: Give me that! Now just push that button and I'll toss it out!
Gosalyn: This one? (Presses a button)
Darkwing: No. (Is ejected from the plane with the bomb)
Drake Mallard: You are not going, and that's finale, fini, end of discussion.
(Gosalyn inhales deeply and holds her breath turning purple in the face)
Drake Mallard: If you think that's going to change my mind, you are sadly mistaken. I am unshaken, unmoved, and...
(Scene cuts to Thunderquack cockpit)
Gosalyn: Unbelievable! This place is totally Tarzan! (She does a Tarzan yell and the animals in the jungle below respond.)
Launchpad: Sounds like a pretty tough neighborhood.
Drake Mallard: Nunh-unh. Impossible! No way! A big fat positive negative! In other words...(Struggles to shut suitcase)...No can do!
Launchpad: You mean you don't think you'll be able to find the missing ape lady?
Drake Mallard: I mean, I don't think I'll be able to shut this stubborn suitcase! (He locks it and then it flies open throwing him into the wall)
Darkwing: Not a bad crash. Launchpad would be proud!
Gosalyn: Is this place wild or what?
Darkwing: I'll opt for "or what".
Darkwing: I am the flea you can not flick!
First appearance of the S.H.U.S.H. agency.
The only appearance of Major Trenchrot.
The Man from U.N.C.L.E.
S.H.U.S.H. is a parody to the super spy organization U.N.C.L.E. from the famous 1960s show The Man from U.N.C.L.E.
Apes Of Wrath
This is a play on the book Grapes Of Wrath.
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