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!
As you remember, Penelope had gone to glamorous Hollywood...
to make a big movie.
But unknown to her, Sylvester Sneekly, alias The Hooded Claw...
had snuck in and set up a fiendish scene...
that wasn't written in the script.
I wonder what this little old giant gorilla scene is all about?
When that wind-up King Klunk reaches the top of that tall movie set...
he'll hold Penelope in his teeth...
then swan-dive into that bed of nails below.
How's that for a smash ending?
It's an ending I'd like to see smashed.
And here comes the guys that could do it! The Anthill Mob!
Look, Clyde. Penelope's making a gorilla picture.
A gorilla picture? There's no gorilla in the script.
I know! I'll bet The Hooded Fang is behind this.
You mean The Hooded Claw, you dum-dum.
Yeah. Him, too.
Now, quick! Through the gate!
Right.
Be careful, Penelope. You're in danger.
My goodness! This could be dangerous!
I do hope the director knows what he is doing.
I know what I'm doing. I'm doing you in!
Those jack-of-all-rescues are using a jack to reach Penelope.
Well, I declare.
The Anthill Mob! They must be the heroes in this picture.
Hang on, Penelope. We'll save you!
What's so funny, funny face?
We're going to fall into the ocean and sink.
That's no ocean. That's a painted movie set.
Sorry, Clyde. I thought it was an ocean.
It is! And this ain't no laughing matter!
But, wait a minute. A periscope?
That way, Clyde.
Our silly seven have been submerged.
And if they don't do something fast, Penelope's going to be sunk.
Can you beat that?
Our Anthill clowns have formed a flying circus.
Follow me to the rescue!
Right, Clyde.
Oh, no! Wake up, Snoozy!
Too late!
Quick, Pockets! Make with the glue!
You say we need some glue?
How about that?
They're using a bucket of glue to get out of a sticky situation.
Stick together, fellows.
No! A few more feet up and Penelope will come crashing down.
But hold everything! Here come our winged wonders to the rescue!
Don't jump for joy yet, big mouth.
In a minute, those interfering insects will wonder where their wings went.
And the movie-lot battle is on, as our seven fearless fliers...
try to rescue Penelope...
from the clutches of the giant wind-up gorilla, King Klunk!
Here we come, Penelope!
Watch out, fliers! He's got a flier swatter!
I'm coming!
Good catch, Zippy!
This movie-making is really an exciting experience.
It's an experience The Anthill Mob will never forget.
"Uh-oh "is right, because it looks like most of our squadron...
has been swatted out of action.
All except Zippy, that is!
Nice going, Zippy. Now we can all crash together!
Don't worry, Clyde. With this trampoline...
we'll bounce back up and get Penelope yet.
I sure hope this trampoline trick works.
It does!
I mean, it doesn't.
Now it works.
What will The Anthill Mob do now?
We disguise Chug-a-Boom and sneak up on that mechanical monkey.
How are they going to sneak up on this monkey?
Did you pick out a good disguise, Dum Dum?
Right, Clyde. Yeah.
That gorilla will never recognize Chug-a-Boom as a banana.
A banana!
A banana?
No! The mob's been swallowed!
I wonder what that was all about?
I'm afraid it's all about over for all of you, Penelope.
Unless our swallowed seven, can throw a monkey wrench...
into The Hooded Claw's mechanical monkey.
Look what I found, Clyde.
"Do not remove. "
That must stop this big cuddly monkey.
- Pull it out, Zippy. - Right, Clyde.
The Anthill Mob really tripped up on the job this time.
It looks like the final curtain for everybody.
There's no business like show business.
For once you might be right, Hooded Claw.
How can our heroes possibly get out of this one?
Hang on, Penelope. We'll pry you free.
Pry away, fellas.
Duh, a little too much pry, huh, Clyde?
"Duh" yourself!
Goodness, I hope this wind won't ruin my little old hairdo.
Quick, Pockets. Make with the rope.
One genuine rope coming up.
Hey! What's going on up there?
Not going up, Claw. Coming down!
What a save!
What's this?
What happened to the giant gorilla, Clyde?
It looks like we made monkeys out of that gorilla.
What happened to Penelope?
She went to finish the picture.
No! Why didn't you stop her?
I didn't have the heart to tell her...
that The Hooded Claw was trying to spoil her big chance.
You softly boiled egghead!
He'll do more than that if we don't find her.
I declare. This part isn't very romantic.
I think it's romantic. In fact, I love the title.
It's called Frankenstein and Dracula...
Help The Hooded Claw Do In Penelope.
The Hooded Claw!
At your diabolical movie-making service.
And those must be...
The Bully Brothers.
What fiendish ending have you written for this scene, you fiend?
You'll get a big charge out of this one, Pitstop.
You see these cute little old curlicue wires...
attached to those electrodes leading to that fish tank?
The other ends of the wires are tied...
to the tails of those two high-voltage electric eels.
When the block of ice in the partition melts...
the eels will swim together through the hole, and touch.
When they do, Pitstop...
they will short-circuit you for good!
You cad!
I never thought you would stoop so low as to ruin my movie debut.
Don't worry, my lovely. I'll get your finish on film.
This is what I call a shocker!
All right, Rudolf, baby.
This is the big scene...
where you corner Gloria baby in the old mill.
Lights! Camera! Action!
Help!
Look, The Hooded Claw has got Penelope cornered.
Go get him, Chug-a-Boom!
Wait! That's not a claw! That's an actor!
Help!
What's going on here?
You've ruined my picture! Not to mention my star!
Hey! That's not The Hooded Claw!
And this ain't Penelope!
You're so right!
But this is Penelope, and she's in big trouble...
because the ice cube has melted...
and those charged-up eels are about to charge.
Movies are better than ever.
There she is, Clyde.
Come on, youse guys. We got to slingshot ahead and save her.
Boy, she's going to be electrified.
They did it!
Isn't it wonderful? Penelope is saved!
But we're not.
This electrifying scene is about to come to a shocking end.
My, how heroic!
The Anthill Mob saved me from that awful power.
But this monster movie is not over yet, Penelope.
What is our helpless, chain-bound beauty going to do?
I'll just grab that little old movie light.
I don't know how that little old movie light will save her.
But maybe The Anthill Mob and Chug-a-Boom can.
We got to catch her. Step on it, Zippy.
Right, Clyde.
No! Those goof-ups goofed it again!
It looks like it's going to be lights out for Penelope.
You're so right. This little old movie light is going to help me out.
I'm free!
You're free, Penelope. But the motorized mob is in big trouble!
We're going to be smashed to smithereens.
That calls for big help.
I think I'm going to be sick.
Missed!
It looks like The Hooded Claw is finally out of the picture.
And now Penelope can get back to her movie-making.
Those monster movies aren't my cup of tea.
I hope my next part is a little old comedy.
These little old hillbilly pictures are more like it.
Something funny is always happening.
How's this for laughs, Pitstop?
The Hooded Claw!
I might have known you'd try something funny.
That hooded butter churn is hopping away with Penelope.
That's pretty funny, Clyde.
You butter-brain! That's The Hooded Claw!
Quick! After that butter churn!
Better hop to it, fellas. That hooded fiend is churning up a lot of dust.
And butter, too.
Okay, Bully Brothers. Turn loose our star bull.
- Hillbilly Bull. - Right.
Look out, you guys! Here comes the bull!
That star bull is a star bowler.
While The Anthill Mob is busy with the bull...
Penelope finds herself about to be baled.
Well! This is the last straw, Hooded Claw!
You mean you're going to be the last straw, Pitstop.
You see this broken-down hay baler?
Yes.
Guess who's going to be its next bale of hay.
Being baled in hay isn't so bad.
Yeah? Get a load of the size of the bales.
You mean old meanie, you.
Save the compliments for later, Pitstop.
Is there no hope for our heroine? Is there no help for our heroes?
All right, Dolph baby, sweep down through the scene...
and make with the swashbuckles.
Tallyho!
What's this? A motorized matador?
That bull and Chug-a-Boom are charging head-on!
All right, Dolph baby. Don't goof it this time!
Tallyho!
Hurry, fellows!
That Hollywood hay baler is about to put an end to our Penelope!
Hooray for Hollywood! Hooray for hay balers!
And hooray for The Anthill Mob, for here they come now!
If I use my head and my feet...
I can bale myself out of this hillbilly hay trap.
With a hairnet?
There! That should stretch it big enough.
Big enough for what, Penelope?
You'll see.
Good shot, Penelope! And just in time!
Oh, dear!
That crazy old machine is going wild!
And here comes The Anthill Mob in a wild rescue!
Here we come, Penelope!
What a catch!
Penelope is safe!
Now, let's get out of here!
That hay baler potboiler is about to blow its top.
Something tells me we'd better exit stage right.
Blast!
So, Penelope finishes her movie and leaves the studio famous.
While that foul fiend The Hooded Claw is left behind.
Failed, foiled, forgotten, and fortuneless.
That's where you've been fooled, fella.
I might not have the Pitstop fortune.
But I've got Pitstop on film...
and that's worth a fortune.
Foiled again, Claw. You forgot to load the camera.
Blast!
Get a hold of yourself, Claw. I hate to see a grown villain cry.
I may be crying on the outside.
But I'm laughing on the inside...
when I think what I'll do to Penelope next.
Help!
I'll get you, Penelope Pitstop!