Courage the Cowardly Dog
Courage the Cowardly Dog

[Muriel moans]

[stomach growling]

Where's my dinner?

You were going to make hamburgers.


Is there a doctor in the house?

Ah, Courage, you're a dear.

Well, I--

if you ain't feeding me,

I'm going out to get me something to eat.

It would be lovely if you could bring me a scone

from the sweet stuff bakery.



Courage, could you go along?

He always forgets to get the right thing.

Oh! I know I'm not going to like this.


Shut it. Got to get me a hamburger first.


Now, where is that--

There she be.

[tires screech]

Uh! Ooh!

"Burgers-- really cheap."

That's for me.

[stomach growls]

Hungry, eh?

Stupid dog.


[stomach growls]

I can't wait.

[deep voice] Ho ho ho.

Welcome. Welcome to Jean Bon's--

Home of the best-looking juiciest burgers

in all of Nowhere.

I'm Jean Bon. What's your pleasure?

Excuse me. Where's the...

Behind the door.

My name's French. Well, I'm not,

but it has a nice sound-- Jean Bon. Jean Bon. Jean Bon.

Ooh, I want to eat!

What would you like?

Burger-- Big and juicy.

One burger-- Big and juicy.

[stomach growls]

What about him?

A small one, smallest you got.

[grill sizzling]

[car horn honking]






I'll hold it until he gets back.

Where's my burger?

JEAN BON: Coming right up.

Courage: Something smells fishy, or my name is Stinky Lulu, and thank goodness it's not.

JEAN BON: Ta-da!

Ho ho ho.



Is there anything wrong?


It's my wife's special-- A head of beef.


[excited gibberish]


Stupid dog.




[breathing heavily]

I know I shouldn't.

Oh! Ow!

Ow! Ooh! Ow!

JEAN BON: A mighty fine specimen,

wouldn't you say, my dear?

WOMAN: I love it. I love it.

I love it.

[Jean Bon laughs]



Dear, we have a new customer.

He has...Possibilities.

[chuckles softly]

WOMAN: Mmm, mmm. Yummy.

JEAN BON: And he has the cutest little dog with him.

I know how much you've been wanting dog.

Dog. Yum.

I haven't had dog in a long, long time.



Y am!

Can't you see I'm eating?


Stupid dog.

[Jean Bon laughing]

On the house.

That's mighty neighborly.

Jean Bon: When you're done, my wife would love to meet you.

Yeah, yeah.

Ho ho ho!

Jean Bon: You look like you're finished. My wife would love to meet you...

Right now.


My wife is very fond of little dogs.


[Courage speaking gibberish]



Ooh! Ow! Ooh!

JEAN BON: Oh, the poor little doggie.




Courage: No!

Come on. Come here. Come on. We just want to have--

We want to meet… Come on. Come on over here.

Courage: Aah!

Jean Bon: Come over here. Come on, boy. Come on. Don't keep running around. Come on, boy. I want you to meet my wife. She have plans for you.



[excited gibberish]

WOMAN: Sweetie, did you bring me that dog?

Jean Bon: Yes, my dumpling. Here's the little dog you wanted.

WOMAN: What a cute little dog. I could just eat him up.

[Courage screams and runs up the stairs with Jean Bon and his wife following.

Get away from me.

Come here, you delicious little dog.


Jean Bon's Wife: Yummy puppy. Come to mama.

Courage: Aah!

[Courage goes through the letterbox of the door and runs away on the road screaming. Jean Bon's Wife stops as she is feeling tired.

[breathing heavily]

Jean Bon's Wife: Come back, you morsel, you. Oh.

[teeth chattering]

Don't worry, Courage. I'm sure Eustace is fine.

He always gets lost when I send him out for scones.

MAN: It is a true work of art.

Yes, brilliant.

I would love to feature your work

at my gallery of culinary wonders.

Mmm. Mmm.

Yes sirree, Bob.

That sure is one good-looking statue.

When can we eat it?

Jean Bon: My wife loves it when our customers want to eat her work, and this is the best part. Let's dig in.

Mmm. Mmm.

I still want to sink my teeth

into that cute little dog.


WOMAN: I love it. I love it. I love it.

[breathing heavily]

Too precious.