"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." "This ribbon-cutting ceremony... is the most thrilling day of my little old life." "As you remember, when we last saw Penelope... she was in the clutches of The Hooded Claw's treacherous trolley trap." "Welcome aboard, Miss Penelope Pitstop." "This certainly wasn't the trolley ride I had in mind." "Perhaps you've wondered why I tied you to this trolley?" " You have a fiendish plan, no doubt." " Correct." "You'll notice I very cleverly moved the tracks... so the trolley derails at 43rd and Main." "From there, the trolley will roll down the hill... off the end of the pier... and down the smokestack of my waiting ship." "Bon voyage, Pitstop." "One little old thing before you go, Hooded Claw." " What's that?" " Don't forget to deposit your fare." "Blast." "I almost forgot." "Faster, Snoozy." "Come on, step on it." "Wake up, Snoozy." "We're gonna crash!" "Quick, Snoozy, switch to accordion power." "It's going to be a tight squeeze... but they made it." "Now, that's what I call a tight squeeze." "We'll never reach her." "What we need is a ladder." " Now we'll reach her." " That's right." "Here we come, Penelope." "We've been stopped by a wall." "Come on, you guys." "Follow that there Chug-a-Boom." "Meanwhile, as The Hooded Claw promised..." "Penelope and the trolley leave the tracks at 43rd and Main." "In exactly one minute, or if you prefer, 60 seconds... the Pitstop fortune will be mine." "But what's this?" "A nail file, silly." "How clever." "Our brave heroine calmly works to get free... even as the runaway trolley carries her ever closer... to the edge of doom." "Okay, Dum Dum, hook that trolley so we can pull it to a stop." "You can count on me, Clyde." " We're gonna crash into a safe." " Look out!" "Here comes the safe... and there goes The Anthill Mob." "But our never say die guys are back in action." "I wonder if I can give them a ticket for that." "Penelope, do you think you can cut those ropes... before the trolley gets to the pier?" "This isn't the sharpest nail file, you know." "Fortunately for Penelope... her protectors arrive on the scene, ever ready for a rescue." "There's the ship, Clyde." "Quick, up the gangway." "Right." "Up with the gangway, Bully Brothers." "Right." "Chug-a-Boom, wait!" "We're gonna fall!" "Don't let go, Chug-a-Boom." "This looks like a tickly situation." "That's my cue for a real tire-tickler." "Wouldn't you know it?" "Chug-a-Boom has to be ticklish." "Hang on, Chug-a-Boom." "Got it, Dum Dum?" "When the rope is cut, the bent board will catapult us aboard." "Aboard?" "Yeah, I got it, Clyde." "Okay, cut away." "While our heroine, Penelope, cuts her way to freedom... our heroes are up to their cutups." "Forward march!" "You made it just in time, fellas, for here comes Penelope." "Quick, Pockets, a net." "One genuine fireman's net coming up." "Free!" "Little old me is free!" "Nice going, Penelope." "They goofed." "Goodness, The Anthill Mob disappeared before my very own eyes." "Hurry, Penelope!" "It's little old me to the rescue this time." "I wonder if they're in here." "Thanks, Penelope." "You're a real lifesaver." "Speaking of lifesavers..." "Oh, no." "Oh, yes." "That villain of villains, The Hooded Claw, has trapped you again." "After that villain of villains." "As the ship sails for the high seas... the low-down Hooded Claw springs his next trap." "And it's a doozy, too." "In a few moments, this compartment will be flooded with water." "I can hold my breath, you know." "So what?" "When the water reaches the top... that harpoon will puncture you." "You scoundrel!" "I told you it was a doozy." "I refuse to be worried." " You should be." " Why?" "I have your nail file." "True to his diabolical promise..." "The Hooded Claw floods the compartment with water." "It looks like that scoundrel is finally making his point." "Chug-a-Boom, you wait here." "We got to find Penelope." "Want to go." "I'm so glad I don't get seasick." "We got to look behind every door on this tub." "Follow me." "Next time, wait for the signal." "They ought to find Penelope now." "Stick together, you guys." "Now where did they go?" "Let's stick together this time." "All right, as long as we're in the kitchen... search under every pot and pan." "Right, Clyde." "The Anthill Mob searches frantically for Penelope... but time is running out, for water is pouring in!" "Oh, dear, I do hope I'm not stuck here all day." "I'm afraid you will, Penelope... if that bunch of cutups don't get out of the kitchen." "Penelope?" "Oh, brother." "Oh, dear." "What a mess." "She's not in there, Yak Yak." "What's with the sobbing, Softy?" "Look at that birthday cake." "It's so beautiful." "Oh, boy, I'm gonna make a wish." "A wish?" "I wish we find Penelope." "Now the Mob's in a real mess." "Don't worry, I'll wash them off." " Watch out." " Look out, will you?" "You dum-dum!" "Now we're all soaking wet." "Don't you worry none, Clyde." "I got a towel." "Sneaky of me, wasn't it?" "You can say that again, Hooded Claw." "Sneaky of me, wasn't it?" "This freezer will put that meddling Mob's plans on ice." "You numbsicle!" "We'll freeze in this here freezer." "Not if we have some heat." " One heat lamp coming up." " Quick, turn it on." "Wait." "That's not a heat lamp, you pockethead." "That's a showerhead." "Things look pretty bad for everyone now." "The Anthill Mob's frozen solid." "And it looks like Penelope is going to fall victim to The Hooded Claw's foul plan." "Hurray for me!" "And hurray for hooded fiends, wherever they may be." "Hold on to your hooded hat, Hooded Claw." "It looks like our good guys may just foil your plot." "Okay, Yak Yak, take this balloon and make with the hot air." "We're fleeing this no-dice icebox." "Out of the freezer, into the laundry room, and onto a presser." "Let's get out of here." "Penelope's behind that door." "How do you know, Clyde?" "Because it's the only door that we haven't opened." "You found her, fellas!" "I'm saved!" "But The Anthill Mob isn't." "What are you laughing at, Yak Yak?" "All those crazy sharks." "Oh, dear." "Mob overboard." "Chuggy, honey, we just got to save them." "Can Penelope and Chug-a-Boom save the Mob from those crazy sharks?" "I sure hope so." "Hang on, guys, help is on its way." "We're all safe." "Back in the big city, our brave Penelope rushes to tell the Mayor... she is now ready to cut the trolley ribbon." "I'm ready to cut the trolley ribbon." "And I'm ready to cut you down to size." "The Hooded Claw." "How did you get here?" "Simple." "I disguised myself as Chug-a-Boom's spare tire." "A clever disguise, but it will do you no good." "Chug-a-Boom's a friend of mine, you know." "It's a good thing I noticed this scaffold on the way up." " Stop her." " Right." "Look below, Penelope!" " A desk." " With drawers." "Lucky for me I took ballet lessons." "Lucky I cheated at marbles." "This will keep you on your toes." "Those marbles can trip up Penelope." "That's a step I never learned in dancing school." "And I suppose you never learned to do the twist, either." "You're gonna learn it now." "Once again, The Hooded Claw has Penelope all wrapped up." "How embarrassing." "You're going to love this one, my beauty." "The string tied around the end of the flagpole... is attached to a kite." "As the wind blows the kite up... it unwinds the string, which unscrews the flagpole." "And since you'll land in the middle of Broadway... you're sure to see a lot of stars." "Farewell from your most ardent fan." "What a predicament!" "As the flagpole slowly unscrews..." "The Anthill Mob races to Penelope's rescue." "We'll never reach her in time." "All right, follow me, you guys." "What are they doing on plungers?" "This is the quickest way to the top." "And this oilcan will make it the quickest way to the bottom." "We're gonna crash!" "But here comes Chug-a-Boom to the rescue." "And there goes the Mob into the building." "Quick, Dum Dum, take her up." ""D-O-W-N."" ""Up"!" "Going up." "Hurry up with that there pump, Pockets." "Do you think The Anthill Mob will save Penelope... before the flagpole falls?" "Or perhaps you have something in mind yourself, Miss Penelope?" "Indeed I do." "The sunlight reflecting off my glasses will burn away the kite string... and keep the little old pole from unscrewing." "Meanwhile, The Anthill Mob drives on the roof." " Okay, Zippy, crank us out." " Right, Clyde." "Got it." "Quick, crank us in." "That's too quick." "Oh, no." "They've unscrewed the pole." "And Penelope falls!" " Here comes Penelope." "Grab her." " Got you." "She's safe!" "Thanks, fellas." "You're welcome, Penelope." "Blast." "Foiled again." " Right." " Right." "Would you believe Penelope is finally going to cut the ribbon?" "I'll get you and your fortune yet, Penelope Pitstop... or my name isn't The Hooded Claw." "Blast!" "That's a pip." "Help!" "I'll get you, Penelope Pitstop."