Darkwing Duck (1991–1992): Season 1, Episode 44 - Twin Beaks - full transcript
Herb and Binkie Muddlefoot go missing and the evidence leads to the mysterious town of Twin Beaks where nothing is what is seems.
♪ DARING DUCK OF MYSTERY ♪
♪ CHAMPION OF RIGHT ♪
♪ SWOOPS OUT
OF THE SHADOWS ♪
♪ DARKWING OF THE NIGHT ♪
♪ SOMEWHERE
SOME VILLAIN SCHEMES ♪
♪ BUT HIS NUMBER'S UP ♪
3, 2, 1!
♪ DARKWING DUCK ♪
♪ WHEN THERE'S TROUBLE
YOU CALL D.W. ♪
♪ DARKWING DUCK ♪
LET'S GET DANGEROUS.
♪ DARKWING DUCK ♪
DARKWING, DARKWING DUCK!
♪ A CLOUD OF SMOKE
AND HE APPEARS ♪
♪ THE MASTER OF SURPRISE ♪
♪ WHO'S THAT CUNNING
MIND BEHIND ♪
♪ THE SHADOWY DISGUISE ♪
♪ NOBODY KNOWS FOR SURE ♪
♪ THE BAD GUYS
ARE OUT OF LUCK ♪
♪ HERE COMES ♪
♪ DARKWING DUCK ♪
LOOK OUT!
♪ WHEN THERE'S TROUBLE
YOU CALL D.W. ♪
♪ DARKWING DUCK ♪
LET'S GET DANGEROUS!
♪ DARKWING DUCK ♪
♪ YOU BETTER WATCH OUT,
YOU BAD BOYS ♪
♪ DARKWING DUCK ♪♪
I GOTTA GET OUT OF HERE.
THIS IS NO PLACE FOR PLANTS.
THERE'S NO LIGHT.
MY LEAVES ARE DROOPING.
AAH! LOOK! I THINK I
HAVE LEAF LICE.
YOU GOTTA LET ME OUT.
I ONLY ROBBED BANKS
FOR SEED MONEY.
YOU'D THINK I WAS THE ONLY
VEGETABLE THAT EVER WENT BAD.
HEY! WHAT'S GOING ON?
LAUNCHPAD!
WOULD YOU PAY A BIT MORE
ATTENTION TO YOUR FLYING?
I'D LIKE TO MEET
WITH THE WARDEN
WHILE I'M STILL
AMONG THE LIVING.
DID YOU KNOW SOME
POLICE DEPARTMENTS
USE PSYCHIC POWERS TO
SOLVE CRIMES?
JUST WHAT ARE YOU READING?
IT'S THE LATEST IN THE
INCREDIBLY LARGE AND
WEIRD BOOKS
FOR YOUR COFFEE
TABLE COLLECTION.
LAUNCHPAD, THERE IS NO EASY
WAY TO SOLVE A CRIME.
JUST LOGIC, DEDUCTION, AND A
THROUGH COMPILING OF CLUES.
THAT'S HOW I LOCKED BUSHROOT
AWAY IN THE FIRST PLACE.
I THOUGHT IT WAS BECAUSE
HE HID IN THE BACK OF A
POLICE CAR.
JUST LAND THE PLANE.
THE WARDEN'S WAITING.
NO THICKS, BUSHROOT.
THIS GUN IS LOADED WITH
INDUSTRIAL-STRENGTH WEED KILLER.
ONE MOVE AND
YOU'RE COMPOST.
HE HASN'T MOVED
IN TWO WEEKS.
THAT'S WHY WE CALLED YOU.
OH. RIGHT.
STAND BACK WHILE I
COLLECT MY CLUES.
OK, HAIR WILTED,
COMPLEXION DRY AND BROWN,
NO PULSE-- OF COURSE, THAT'S
NORMAL FOR A VEGETABLE.
WARDEN, THE FACTS POINT
TO ONE CONCLUSION--
BUSHROOT IS DEAD.
SHOULDN'T WE CHECK HIS AURA?
WHAT'S HE DOING?
EXCUSE MY SIDEKICK.
HIS BRAIN SEEMS TO BE
HAVING AN OUT-OF-BODY
EXPERIENCE.
NO, THAT'S IN CHAPTER 10.
I'M TRYING TO CONNECT WITH THE
POWERS OF MY SUBCONSCIOUS MIND.
LAUNCHPAD, THE
FACTS DON'T LIE.
BUSHROOT IS DEAD.
ABSOLUTELY, WITHOUT
A DOUBT--
DEAD! DEAD! DEAD!
EXCEPT FOR THIS VINE
GROWING OUT THE WINDOW.
HUH?
YOUR PSYCHIC SENSE
IS AMAZING.
BUSHROOT ISN'T DEAD.
HE SPROUTED RIGHT
THROUGH THE WALL.
WELL, YEAH, I WAS JUST
ABOUT TO DEDUCE THAT.
THIS PSYCHIC BUSINESS
IS FASCINATING.
HOW ARE YOU AT
FINDING LOST SOCKS?
THAT'S QUITE A FASHION
STATEMENT FOR YOU TWO.
WHO'S YOUR DESIGNER?
KING TUT?
WE'RE BOOSTING OUT PSYCHIC
SENSES WITH PYRAMID POWER.
IF I CAN READ MY TEACHER'S MIND
I'LL NEVER HAVE TO STUDY
FOR A TEST ANYMORE.
REALLY? WHY DON'T YOU
TRY READING MY MIND?
GUESS I BETTER
DO MY HOMEWORK.
SEE THAT? THE HAT'S
WORKING ALREADY.
IT WAS JUST LUCK THAT
YOU FOUND THAT VINE.
YOU BETTER GET THE DOOR.
AND NOW YOU'VE GOT
GOSALYN BELIEVING IN
THAT NONSENSE.
[ DOORBELL RING ]
I'LL GET THE DOOR.
HELLO, HONKER.
WHAT DID YOU...
MR. MALLARD, YOU'VE
GOT TO HELP ME.
WHAT? WHAT?
IT'S MY FAMILY. THEY'VE
BEEN ACTING REALLY...
WEIRD.
I HOPE IT'S NOT CONTAGIOUS.
HONKER, WEIRD IS A
RELATIVE TERM.
AND AFTER ALL, YOUR
RELATIVES ARE MUDDLEFOOTS.
NO OFFENSE.
DAD, HE'S BEING SERIOUS.
WHAT HAPPENED, HONK?
THEY ALL DISAPPEARED.
ONE CAN ONLY HOPE.
LOOKS LIKE BINKEY'S A LITTLE
BEHIND IN HER HOUSEWORK.
WELL, MOM'S BEEN
GARDENING.
INSIDE THE HOUSE?
WOW! THIS MUCH DIRT MAKES
EVEN MY ROOM SEEM CLEAN.
LET'S NOT GO CRAZY.
ALL RIGHT, SPREAD OUT.
THE PRECISION MIND
OF DARKWING DUCK
NEEDS CLUES TO FEED ON.
I'LL CHECK FOR AURAS.
I'LL CHECK FOR
AURAS. RIGHT.
YAAA!
WHOA! SOME CABBAGE.
THIS BABY COULD KEEP
ME IN COLE SLAW FOR
A MONTH.
MY AUNT TRUDI SENT IT.
THAT'S WHEN MOM
STARTED GARDENING.
I CAN'T GET NEAR IT--
GIVES ME HIVES.
HERB HASN'T BEEN
GONE LONG--
THE SET'S STILL WARM.
HEY, THERE'S A TAPE
IN THE VCR.
MOISTEN YOUR MULCH FREQUENTLY,
BUT BE SURE TO TAKE PRECAUTIONS
AGAINST THAT PESKY MILDEW.
"GARDENING WITH GERDIE"
SOUNDS A LITTLE
INTELLECTUAL FOR HERB.
LOOK! SHE'S GOT SOME OF
THOSE WEIRD CABBAGES.
AH! STOP THE TAPE!
LOOK IN THE SHRUBBERY
BEHIND HER.
AAH! IT'S NOT SOME
OF THAT PESKY
MILDEW, IS IT?
NOOO. BUT YOU'RE CLOSE.
BUSHROOT!
ONCE AGAIN, THE
BRILLIANT DARKWING DUCK
SOLVES THE CASE WITH LOGIC,
ANALYSIS, AND DEDUCTION.
HOW SO?
ISN'T IT OBVIOUS?
BUSHROOT ESCAPES FROM PRISON,
KIDNAPS THE MUDDLEFOOTS,
AND FORCES THEM TO
GROW MUTANT CABBAGES.
WHY?
WHY? BECAUSE...HE...
I'D BETTER GET MORE CLOSE.
DON'T WORRY, HONK MAN,
WITH THIS DOWSING ROD,
I'LL FIND YOUR
FOLKS IN A JIFFY.
OH, PLU-EASE!
JUST HOLD UP THE MAP FOR ME
AND HERE WE GO.
IGNORE MR. ALLAKAZAM.
THE VIDEO TAPE'S BOX WILL TELL
US WHERE THE SHOW WAS MADE.
WHICH IS WHERE THOSE
CABBAGE MONSTROSITIES
MUST HAVE COME FROM.
NOW THAT'S-- OOOH!
YOU'RE RIGHT. THE SHOW WAS TAPED
IN THE TOWN OF TWIN BEAKS.
WEIRD.
WELL, THERE'S TWIN BEAKS.
I GUESS IT'S TIME TO PUT
ON THE BLINDFOLD.
WHAT?!!!!
I DON'T WANT MY SUBCONSCIOUS
DISTRACTED BY ANYTHING I SEE.
LIKE THOSE TREES?!
YAAAAA!
MAJORLY IMPRESSIVE.
THAT WAS YOUR SMOOTHEST
LANDING EVER.
AMAZING. MAYBE THERE IS
SOMETHING TO THAT
SUBCONSCIOUS BRAIN OF YOUR--
AAAAAH!
OR MAYBE NOT.
WELL, WE CAN'T BE TOO LOST.
SOUNDS LIKE THERE'S
A FARM NEAR HERE.
WITH DUCK SKYWALKER HERE
USING THE POWER OF THE FOREST,
IT'S A WONDER WE LANDED
ON THE SAME PLANET.
NO MORE SUBCONSCIOUS
HOCUS-POCUS, LAUNCHPAD.
LAUNCHPAD?
LAUNCHPAD?
THERE HE IS.
LAUNCHPAD, WE HAVE A
CASE TO SOLVE.
WILL YOU QUIT
WANDERING OFF?
MOOO.
THE COWS ARE NOT
WHAT THEY SEEM.
WEIRD.
EVEN FOR LAUNCHPAD.
OK, TWIN BEAKS IS A
QUARTER MILE UP THE ROAD.
WE SHOULD TAKE A LEFT AT
THE SECOND LIGHT
AND STOP IN AT TRUDI'S DINNER.
SHE MAKES A GREAT PIE
AND DARN GOOD COFFEE.
DID THE NICE COW
TELL YOU ALL THAT?
DON'T BE SILLY, D.W.
THIS LOG GAVE ME THE DIRECTIONS.
THE COW JUST WARNED US
NOT TO ORDER THE COFFEE.
YEAH.
WELL, THIS IS THE PLACE
THE LOG RECOMMENDS.
GREAT. I BET ALL THE
CLASSIEST TIMBER EATS HERE.
IT SURE LOOKS POPULAR
WITH THE SALAD CROWD.
I TOLD YOU THIS WAS THE
SOURCE OF THOSE THINGS.
I'M POSITIVE THAT BUSHROOT
IS BEHIND IT ALL.
OF WHAT?
HIS PLAN TO TAKE OVER...
THE SCHEME AND THE BAD
STUFF...WHATEVER.
I JUST NEED A FEW MORE
CLUES TO SORT IT OUT.
THE LOG THINKS
BUSHROOT IS INNOCENT.
WELL, OF COURSE IT
DOES. IT'S A PLANT!
SORT OF.
GREAT. NOW HE HAS ME
DEBATING WITH KINDLING.
WELL...
MAY I HELP YOU?
WHY, HONKER, WHAT ARE YOU
DOING HERE WITH THESE FOLKS?
HELLO, AUNT TRUDI. THIS
IS DARKWING DUCK.
HE'S HELPING ME
FIND MY PARENTS.
OH, WHY, YOU SILLY,
THEY'RE OUT BACK.
THEY CAME UP TO HELP
WITH THE HARVEST.
WELL, THAT'S BINKEY FOR YOU.
SHE MUST HAVE JUST
FORGOTTEN HIM.
MOM! DAD!
HIYA, HONK.
SORRY ABOUT LEAVING
YOU BACK HOME.
SURE AM GLAD YOU
COULD MAKE IT.
OH, YES. WE REALLY
COULDN'T HAVE A
HARVEST WITHOUT YOU.
MOOOO!
I'M GETTIN' BAD VIBRATIONS
ABOUT THIS TOWN, D.W.
SOMETHING STRANGE
IS GOING ON HERE.
NO. STRANGE IS LEARNING YOUR
WIFE IS AN ELVIS IMPERSONATOR
FROM THE BERMUDA TRIANGLE.
THIS PLACE IS DOWNRIGHT BIZARRE.
OH, I DON'T
THINK SO AT ALL.
IT'S JUST THAT THIS TOWN
FEELS PARTICULARLY CLOSE
TO THEIR PLANTS.
WAAAA!
I CAN TELL.
THIS COFFEE TASTE
LIKE FERTILIZER.
MAYBE NEXT TIME YOU'LL
LISTEN TO THE COWS.
COWS!
COWS!
COWS!
AAAAAH!
COWS? WHY WOULD COWS
SCARE THEM?
I'VE GOT IT.
COWS MAKE MILK.
MILK GOES BAD.
THE COFFEE IS BAD.
BUSHROOT'S BAD. YOU SEE?
IT ALL CONNECTS.
BUT THE LOG SAYS
BUSHROOT IS INNOCENT.
YOU EXPECT ME TO TAKE THE WORD
OF A PLANT SYMPATHIZER?
WELL, LOGICAL DEDUCTIONS
AREN'T WORKING.
BESIDES, THE LOG WAS RIGHT
ABOUT FINDING THIS PLACE.
OH, YEAH? WELL, IT WAS
WRONG ABOUT THE COFFEE.
EVEN THE STUPID COWS
GOT THAT RIGHT.
THERE IS NO WAY I'M
WASTING MY VALUABLE TIME
FOLLOWING SOME LOG
INTO THE WOODS.
OK, OK, OK, BUT I'M
ONLY GOING ALONG
SO YOU'LL SEE HOW
STUPID THIS ALL IS,
AND DROP THIS SUBCONSCIOUS
MUMBO-JUMBO.
BUSHROOT'S BEHIND IT AND I'M THE
ONE WHO'S GOING TO FIND--
WAAA DAAA!
SEE?
IT IS BUSHROOT!
HE'S DEAD!
AGAIN?
GUESS THAT BLOWS YOUR SWELL
THEORY ABOUT HIM, HUH, DAD?
HAVE FUN. I'M GONNA
CHECK ON HONKER.
AREN'T YOU CURIOUS WHY A MUTANT
PLANT DUCK BREAKS OUT OF PRISON
AND ENDS UP WRAPPED
IN PLASTIC?
HOW ELSE DO YOU KEEP
VEGETABLES FRESH?
RIGHT.
L.P., I NEVER THOUGHT
I'D SAY THIS,
BUT I HAVE A FEW QUESTIONS
TO ASK YOUR LOG.
AAAAH!
WHERE'VE YOU BEEN, ANYWAY?
HELPING MY PARENTS WITH
THE HARVEST OF THESE
NEAT CABBAGES.
SEE?
GOSALYN, RUN!
HONKER?
TOO LATE, SHORT STUFF.
WHO'RE YOU
CALLING SHORT?
COME ON, HONK!
THOSE WERE ALIEN
PLANT INVADERS
WHO WANT TO REPLACE
EVERYONE ON EARTH.
GEE, THAT PLOT DOESN'T
SOUND SO CLICHE WHEN
IT'S HAPPENING TO YOU.
OH, NO!
BUT, D.W., WHAT HAPPENED TO
USING LOGIC AND DEDUCTION?
LOGIC? DEDUCTION?, HA!
MERE CRUTCHES FOR
UNENLIGHTENED MINDS.
I AM GOING TO LET MY
SUBCONSCIOUS MIND SOLVE
THE MYSTERY.
OH, YOU MEAN JUST LIKE I
LANDED THE THUNDER QUACK?
HARDLY. THIS IS
ENTIRELY DIFFERENT.
I MUST BE DREAMING!
YES! THAT IS THE PERFECT
WAY TO WATCH THE
SUBCONSCIOUS MIND WORK.
WELL, I'LL JUST SIT BACK
AND ENJOY THE SHOW.
YAAAA!
THE COWS ARE NOT
WHAT THEY SEEM.
WHAT COWS?
LOOK WHAT THEY DID TO ME.
WHO DID WHAT?
WHAT DID-- WHAT?
YOU'LL NEVER TAKE ME ALIVE.
TALK ABOUT A NIGHTMARE.
YOU SHOULD'VE LISTENED
TO US, D.W.
WAAAA!
OOH, THAT WAS A BIG HELP.
IT'S ALL CLEAR NOW.
ABOUT AS CLEAR
AS A TAX FORM.
THE COWS ARE NOT
WHAT THEY SEEM.
WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSED
TO MEAN?
WHY DON'T YOU ASK HER?
GREETINGS, EARTH DUCK.
OK, FINE.
I'LL ADMIT I'M AWAKE.
I'VE JUST GONE CRAZY.
COME ON, DAD. IT'S NOT
THAT COMPLICATED.
CABBAGES FROM OUTER SPACE
ARE DUPLICATING
EVERYBODY IN THE WORLD
SO THEY CAN TAKE
OVER THE PLANET,
AND THIS COW, WHO'S
REALLY AN ALIEN,
HAS COME HERE TO
RECAPTURE 'EM.
JUST DEAL WITH IT.
I COME FROM THE PLANET LARSON
ON THE FAR SIDE OF THE GALAXY.
WE HAVE BEEN IN
TELEPATHIC CONTACT
WITH SOME OF THE SIMPLER BRAINED
LIFE FORMS OF YOUR PLANET.
YEP. SHE SAID I HAD MORE SPACE
IN MY BRAIN THAN ANYONE ELSE.
WE USED HIM TO
BRING YOU HERE
WHILE THE PLANT CREATURE
SPIED ON THE ENEMY.
PLANT CREATURE?
WHOA! THIS GUY'S HARDER
TO KILL THAN CRABGRASS.
BUSHROOT IS
HELPING YOU?
HEY, I MAY BE A MUTANT
PLANT DUCK, SURE,
BUT I'M AN EARTH
MUTANT PLANT DUCK.
AS CHAMPIONS OF EARTH, WE
ARE DEPENDING ON YOU
TO DETAIN THE ENEMY
UNTIL WE ARRIVE WITH
REINFORCEMENTS.
ARRIVE? BUT
YOU'RE ALREADY...
HERE?
GET WITH THE SPACE AGE, DAD.
THAT WAS JUST A
HOLOGRAPHIC TRANSMISSION.
OF COURSE.
AND I THOUGHT I WAS CONFUSED
WHEN I DIDN'T KNOW
WHAT WAS GOING ON.
COME, COME, COME, COME.
WE MUSTN'T BE LATE.
OH, NO! THEY'RE ALREADY
SHIPPING OUT THE HARVEST.
HOW ARE WE GONNA
STALL 'EM, DAD?
STALL? I SAY WE SCARE
THOSE CABBAGE HEADS BACK
TO WHERE THEY CAME FROM.
LET'S GET DANGEROUS!
HERE YOU GO. WANT THAT PLAIN
OR EXTRA FISH MEAL?
IT SLICES. IT DICES.
IT CAN TURN A BUSHEL
OF CABBAGE
INTO GALLONS OF
CRISPY COLE SLAW.
SECONDS, ANYONE?
WELL, SEEMS LIKE ALL THE
LITTLE SCUDDERS ARE ABOARD.
YES. BY THIS
TIME TOMORROW
ST. CANARD WILL BE THE PRODUCE
CENTER OF THE GALAXY.
SAY, NEIGHBORS, YOU BETTER GET
THAT CROP BACK TO THE BARN.
THERE'S A SWARM OF FLYING
CABBAGE BEETLES HEADED THIS WAY.
THERE'S NO SUCH THING.
WHEN YOU NEED PLAGUE AND
PESTILENCE, I'M YOUR DUCK.
YOU SEAL OFF THE BUSSES.
I'LL CHECK ON HONK.
HOW'S IT GOING, HONK?
IS IT READY?
ALMOST. POUR IN THAT
CUP OF VINEGAR.
SO, YOU LITTLE SPUDS, THOUGHT
YOU COULD BLOW OUR COVER.
GIVE IT TO 'EM, HONK!
HONK...YOU
GOTTA DO IT.
BUT MY MOM...
THOSE THINGS AREN'T
YOUR PARENTS!
COME ON, KIDS.
IT'S TIME TO LEAVE.
OOOOH. BLAAAA.
KEEN GEAR, HONK.
WHAT IS THAT STUFF,
WEED-KILLER?
NOPE. SALAD DRESSING.
WE'RE NOT GOING TO LET
THOSE SPACE ALIENS
GIVE VEGETABLES A
BAD NAME, ARE WE?
ALL RIGHT THEN, CORN STALKS,
LEND ME YOUR EARS.
DON'T SHOOT UNTIL YOU SEE THE
POLLEN IN THEIR PETALS.
FIRE!
HAHA! NO ONE'S GOING TO CALL
US A BUNCH OF PANSIES!
OH, SORRY GUYS.
THESE ALIENS MAY BE BIG WIGS
IN THE GALACTIC GARDEN,
BUT THEY'RE NO MATCH
FOR DARKWING DUCK.
ON THE CONTRARY, WE'RE A
PERFECT MATCH.
TAKE 'EM, HONKER.
NEVER SEND A DUCK TO
DO A PLANT'S JOB.
READY, BOYS?
FORGET IT, SHRUB.
WHIFF WEED-KILLER, EARTH PLANT.
NO MORE FOOLIN' AROUND.
TURN THEM TO MULCH!
YEA!
HOORAY!
HOORAY!
YOUR PARENTS WILL REVIVE SOON
ALONG WITH THE REST OF
THE TOWN'S PEOPLE.
WE ARE VERY SORRY
THIS HAPPENED.
A RADIATION LEAK ON A FARM
COLONY CREATED THESE MUTATIONS.
OUR FOOD WAS NEVER MEANT
TO BECOME INTELLIGENT.
FOOD?
YOU EAT THEM?
THAT'S BARBARIC!
I DON'T OFTEN AGREE
WITH TWIGGY HERE,
BUT AFTER ALL THIS, IT
DOES SEEM KINDA GROSS.
REALLY? AND WHEN WAS THE
LAST TIME YOU HAD A
STEAK SANDWICH?
ACTUALLY, I'M MORE OF A PEANUT
BUTTER AND JELLY MAN, MYSELF.
FORTUNATELY, WE
WERE IN TIME.
IF EVEN ONE OF THE
CABBAGES HAD ESCAPED,
IT WOULD HAVE BEEN
DISASTROUS.
BEING THE WORLD'S ONLY MUTANT
PLANT DUCK IS A LONELY JOB,
BUT NOT ANYMORE--
COME ON, BABY, THERE'S A WHOLE
PLANET OUT THERE TO SHOW YOU.
MOOOO!
♪ CHAMPION OF RIGHT ♪
♪ SWOOPS OUT
OF THE SHADOWS ♪
♪ DARKWING OF THE NIGHT ♪
♪ SOMEWHERE
SOME VILLAIN SCHEMES ♪
♪ BUT HIS NUMBER'S UP ♪
3, 2, 1!
♪ DARKWING DUCK ♪
♪ WHEN THERE'S TROUBLE
YOU CALL D.W. ♪
♪ DARKWING DUCK ♪
LET'S GET DANGEROUS.
♪ DARKWING DUCK ♪
DARKWING, DARKWING DUCK!
♪ A CLOUD OF SMOKE
AND HE APPEARS ♪
♪ THE MASTER OF SURPRISE ♪
♪ WHO'S THAT CUNNING
MIND BEHIND ♪
♪ THE SHADOWY DISGUISE ♪
♪ NOBODY KNOWS FOR SURE ♪
♪ THE BAD GUYS
ARE OUT OF LUCK ♪
♪ HERE COMES ♪
♪ DARKWING DUCK ♪
LOOK OUT!
♪ WHEN THERE'S TROUBLE
YOU CALL D.W. ♪
♪ DARKWING DUCK ♪
LET'S GET DANGEROUS!
♪ DARKWING DUCK ♪
♪ YOU BETTER WATCH OUT,
YOU BAD BOYS ♪
♪ DARKWING DUCK ♪♪
I GOTTA GET OUT OF HERE.
THIS IS NO PLACE FOR PLANTS.
THERE'S NO LIGHT.
MY LEAVES ARE DROOPING.
AAH! LOOK! I THINK I
HAVE LEAF LICE.
YOU GOTTA LET ME OUT.
I ONLY ROBBED BANKS
FOR SEED MONEY.
YOU'D THINK I WAS THE ONLY
VEGETABLE THAT EVER WENT BAD.
HEY! WHAT'S GOING ON?
LAUNCHPAD!
WOULD YOU PAY A BIT MORE
ATTENTION TO YOUR FLYING?
I'D LIKE TO MEET
WITH THE WARDEN
WHILE I'M STILL
AMONG THE LIVING.
DID YOU KNOW SOME
POLICE DEPARTMENTS
USE PSYCHIC POWERS TO
SOLVE CRIMES?
JUST WHAT ARE YOU READING?
IT'S THE LATEST IN THE
INCREDIBLY LARGE AND
WEIRD BOOKS
FOR YOUR COFFEE
TABLE COLLECTION.
LAUNCHPAD, THERE IS NO EASY
WAY TO SOLVE A CRIME.
JUST LOGIC, DEDUCTION, AND A
THROUGH COMPILING OF CLUES.
THAT'S HOW I LOCKED BUSHROOT
AWAY IN THE FIRST PLACE.
I THOUGHT IT WAS BECAUSE
HE HID IN THE BACK OF A
POLICE CAR.
JUST LAND THE PLANE.
THE WARDEN'S WAITING.
NO THICKS, BUSHROOT.
THIS GUN IS LOADED WITH
INDUSTRIAL-STRENGTH WEED KILLER.
ONE MOVE AND
YOU'RE COMPOST.
HE HASN'T MOVED
IN TWO WEEKS.
THAT'S WHY WE CALLED YOU.
OH. RIGHT.
STAND BACK WHILE I
COLLECT MY CLUES.
OK, HAIR WILTED,
COMPLEXION DRY AND BROWN,
NO PULSE-- OF COURSE, THAT'S
NORMAL FOR A VEGETABLE.
WARDEN, THE FACTS POINT
TO ONE CONCLUSION--
BUSHROOT IS DEAD.
SHOULDN'T WE CHECK HIS AURA?
WHAT'S HE DOING?
EXCUSE MY SIDEKICK.
HIS BRAIN SEEMS TO BE
HAVING AN OUT-OF-BODY
EXPERIENCE.
NO, THAT'S IN CHAPTER 10.
I'M TRYING TO CONNECT WITH THE
POWERS OF MY SUBCONSCIOUS MIND.
LAUNCHPAD, THE
FACTS DON'T LIE.
BUSHROOT IS DEAD.
ABSOLUTELY, WITHOUT
A DOUBT--
DEAD! DEAD! DEAD!
EXCEPT FOR THIS VINE
GROWING OUT THE WINDOW.
HUH?
YOUR PSYCHIC SENSE
IS AMAZING.
BUSHROOT ISN'T DEAD.
HE SPROUTED RIGHT
THROUGH THE WALL.
WELL, YEAH, I WAS JUST
ABOUT TO DEDUCE THAT.
THIS PSYCHIC BUSINESS
IS FASCINATING.
HOW ARE YOU AT
FINDING LOST SOCKS?
THAT'S QUITE A FASHION
STATEMENT FOR YOU TWO.
WHO'S YOUR DESIGNER?
KING TUT?
WE'RE BOOSTING OUT PSYCHIC
SENSES WITH PYRAMID POWER.
IF I CAN READ MY TEACHER'S MIND
I'LL NEVER HAVE TO STUDY
FOR A TEST ANYMORE.
REALLY? WHY DON'T YOU
TRY READING MY MIND?
GUESS I BETTER
DO MY HOMEWORK.
SEE THAT? THE HAT'S
WORKING ALREADY.
IT WAS JUST LUCK THAT
YOU FOUND THAT VINE.
YOU BETTER GET THE DOOR.
AND NOW YOU'VE GOT
GOSALYN BELIEVING IN
THAT NONSENSE.
[ DOORBELL RING ]
I'LL GET THE DOOR.
HELLO, HONKER.
WHAT DID YOU...
MR. MALLARD, YOU'VE
GOT TO HELP ME.
WHAT? WHAT?
IT'S MY FAMILY. THEY'VE
BEEN ACTING REALLY...
WEIRD.
I HOPE IT'S NOT CONTAGIOUS.
HONKER, WEIRD IS A
RELATIVE TERM.
AND AFTER ALL, YOUR
RELATIVES ARE MUDDLEFOOTS.
NO OFFENSE.
DAD, HE'S BEING SERIOUS.
WHAT HAPPENED, HONK?
THEY ALL DISAPPEARED.
ONE CAN ONLY HOPE.
LOOKS LIKE BINKEY'S A LITTLE
BEHIND IN HER HOUSEWORK.
WELL, MOM'S BEEN
GARDENING.
INSIDE THE HOUSE?
WOW! THIS MUCH DIRT MAKES
EVEN MY ROOM SEEM CLEAN.
LET'S NOT GO CRAZY.
ALL RIGHT, SPREAD OUT.
THE PRECISION MIND
OF DARKWING DUCK
NEEDS CLUES TO FEED ON.
I'LL CHECK FOR AURAS.
I'LL CHECK FOR
AURAS. RIGHT.
YAAA!
WHOA! SOME CABBAGE.
THIS BABY COULD KEEP
ME IN COLE SLAW FOR
A MONTH.
MY AUNT TRUDI SENT IT.
THAT'S WHEN MOM
STARTED GARDENING.
I CAN'T GET NEAR IT--
GIVES ME HIVES.
HERB HASN'T BEEN
GONE LONG--
THE SET'S STILL WARM.
HEY, THERE'S A TAPE
IN THE VCR.
MOISTEN YOUR MULCH FREQUENTLY,
BUT BE SURE TO TAKE PRECAUTIONS
AGAINST THAT PESKY MILDEW.
"GARDENING WITH GERDIE"
SOUNDS A LITTLE
INTELLECTUAL FOR HERB.
LOOK! SHE'S GOT SOME OF
THOSE WEIRD CABBAGES.
AH! STOP THE TAPE!
LOOK IN THE SHRUBBERY
BEHIND HER.
AAH! IT'S NOT SOME
OF THAT PESKY
MILDEW, IS IT?
NOOO. BUT YOU'RE CLOSE.
BUSHROOT!
ONCE AGAIN, THE
BRILLIANT DARKWING DUCK
SOLVES THE CASE WITH LOGIC,
ANALYSIS, AND DEDUCTION.
HOW SO?
ISN'T IT OBVIOUS?
BUSHROOT ESCAPES FROM PRISON,
KIDNAPS THE MUDDLEFOOTS,
AND FORCES THEM TO
GROW MUTANT CABBAGES.
WHY?
WHY? BECAUSE...HE...
I'D BETTER GET MORE CLOSE.
DON'T WORRY, HONK MAN,
WITH THIS DOWSING ROD,
I'LL FIND YOUR
FOLKS IN A JIFFY.
OH, PLU-EASE!
JUST HOLD UP THE MAP FOR ME
AND HERE WE GO.
IGNORE MR. ALLAKAZAM.
THE VIDEO TAPE'S BOX WILL TELL
US WHERE THE SHOW WAS MADE.
WHICH IS WHERE THOSE
CABBAGE MONSTROSITIES
MUST HAVE COME FROM.
NOW THAT'S-- OOOH!
YOU'RE RIGHT. THE SHOW WAS TAPED
IN THE TOWN OF TWIN BEAKS.
WEIRD.
WELL, THERE'S TWIN BEAKS.
I GUESS IT'S TIME TO PUT
ON THE BLINDFOLD.
WHAT?!!!!
I DON'T WANT MY SUBCONSCIOUS
DISTRACTED BY ANYTHING I SEE.
LIKE THOSE TREES?!
YAAAAA!
MAJORLY IMPRESSIVE.
THAT WAS YOUR SMOOTHEST
LANDING EVER.
AMAZING. MAYBE THERE IS
SOMETHING TO THAT
SUBCONSCIOUS BRAIN OF YOUR--
AAAAAH!
OR MAYBE NOT.
WELL, WE CAN'T BE TOO LOST.
SOUNDS LIKE THERE'S
A FARM NEAR HERE.
WITH DUCK SKYWALKER HERE
USING THE POWER OF THE FOREST,
IT'S A WONDER WE LANDED
ON THE SAME PLANET.
NO MORE SUBCONSCIOUS
HOCUS-POCUS, LAUNCHPAD.
LAUNCHPAD?
LAUNCHPAD?
THERE HE IS.
LAUNCHPAD, WE HAVE A
CASE TO SOLVE.
WILL YOU QUIT
WANDERING OFF?
MOOO.
THE COWS ARE NOT
WHAT THEY SEEM.
WEIRD.
EVEN FOR LAUNCHPAD.
OK, TWIN BEAKS IS A
QUARTER MILE UP THE ROAD.
WE SHOULD TAKE A LEFT AT
THE SECOND LIGHT
AND STOP IN AT TRUDI'S DINNER.
SHE MAKES A GREAT PIE
AND DARN GOOD COFFEE.
DID THE NICE COW
TELL YOU ALL THAT?
DON'T BE SILLY, D.W.
THIS LOG GAVE ME THE DIRECTIONS.
THE COW JUST WARNED US
NOT TO ORDER THE COFFEE.
YEAH.
WELL, THIS IS THE PLACE
THE LOG RECOMMENDS.
GREAT. I BET ALL THE
CLASSIEST TIMBER EATS HERE.
IT SURE LOOKS POPULAR
WITH THE SALAD CROWD.
I TOLD YOU THIS WAS THE
SOURCE OF THOSE THINGS.
I'M POSITIVE THAT BUSHROOT
IS BEHIND IT ALL.
OF WHAT?
HIS PLAN TO TAKE OVER...
THE SCHEME AND THE BAD
STUFF...WHATEVER.
I JUST NEED A FEW MORE
CLUES TO SORT IT OUT.
THE LOG THINKS
BUSHROOT IS INNOCENT.
WELL, OF COURSE IT
DOES. IT'S A PLANT!
SORT OF.
GREAT. NOW HE HAS ME
DEBATING WITH KINDLING.
WELL...
MAY I HELP YOU?
WHY, HONKER, WHAT ARE YOU
DOING HERE WITH THESE FOLKS?
HELLO, AUNT TRUDI. THIS
IS DARKWING DUCK.
HE'S HELPING ME
FIND MY PARENTS.
OH, WHY, YOU SILLY,
THEY'RE OUT BACK.
THEY CAME UP TO HELP
WITH THE HARVEST.
WELL, THAT'S BINKEY FOR YOU.
SHE MUST HAVE JUST
FORGOTTEN HIM.
MOM! DAD!
HIYA, HONK.
SORRY ABOUT LEAVING
YOU BACK HOME.
SURE AM GLAD YOU
COULD MAKE IT.
OH, YES. WE REALLY
COULDN'T HAVE A
HARVEST WITHOUT YOU.
MOOOO!
I'M GETTIN' BAD VIBRATIONS
ABOUT THIS TOWN, D.W.
SOMETHING STRANGE
IS GOING ON HERE.
NO. STRANGE IS LEARNING YOUR
WIFE IS AN ELVIS IMPERSONATOR
FROM THE BERMUDA TRIANGLE.
THIS PLACE IS DOWNRIGHT BIZARRE.
OH, I DON'T
THINK SO AT ALL.
IT'S JUST THAT THIS TOWN
FEELS PARTICULARLY CLOSE
TO THEIR PLANTS.
WAAAA!
I CAN TELL.
THIS COFFEE TASTE
LIKE FERTILIZER.
MAYBE NEXT TIME YOU'LL
LISTEN TO THE COWS.
COWS!
COWS!
COWS!
AAAAAH!
COWS? WHY WOULD COWS
SCARE THEM?
I'VE GOT IT.
COWS MAKE MILK.
MILK GOES BAD.
THE COFFEE IS BAD.
BUSHROOT'S BAD. YOU SEE?
IT ALL CONNECTS.
BUT THE LOG SAYS
BUSHROOT IS INNOCENT.
YOU EXPECT ME TO TAKE THE WORD
OF A PLANT SYMPATHIZER?
WELL, LOGICAL DEDUCTIONS
AREN'T WORKING.
BESIDES, THE LOG WAS RIGHT
ABOUT FINDING THIS PLACE.
OH, YEAH? WELL, IT WAS
WRONG ABOUT THE COFFEE.
EVEN THE STUPID COWS
GOT THAT RIGHT.
THERE IS NO WAY I'M
WASTING MY VALUABLE TIME
FOLLOWING SOME LOG
INTO THE WOODS.
OK, OK, OK, BUT I'M
ONLY GOING ALONG
SO YOU'LL SEE HOW
STUPID THIS ALL IS,
AND DROP THIS SUBCONSCIOUS
MUMBO-JUMBO.
BUSHROOT'S BEHIND IT AND I'M THE
ONE WHO'S GOING TO FIND--
WAAA DAAA!
SEE?
IT IS BUSHROOT!
HE'S DEAD!
AGAIN?
GUESS THAT BLOWS YOUR SWELL
THEORY ABOUT HIM, HUH, DAD?
HAVE FUN. I'M GONNA
CHECK ON HONKER.
AREN'T YOU CURIOUS WHY A MUTANT
PLANT DUCK BREAKS OUT OF PRISON
AND ENDS UP WRAPPED
IN PLASTIC?
HOW ELSE DO YOU KEEP
VEGETABLES FRESH?
RIGHT.
L.P., I NEVER THOUGHT
I'D SAY THIS,
BUT I HAVE A FEW QUESTIONS
TO ASK YOUR LOG.
AAAAH!
WHERE'VE YOU BEEN, ANYWAY?
HELPING MY PARENTS WITH
THE HARVEST OF THESE
NEAT CABBAGES.
SEE?
GOSALYN, RUN!
HONKER?
TOO LATE, SHORT STUFF.
WHO'RE YOU
CALLING SHORT?
COME ON, HONK!
THOSE WERE ALIEN
PLANT INVADERS
WHO WANT TO REPLACE
EVERYONE ON EARTH.
GEE, THAT PLOT DOESN'T
SOUND SO CLICHE WHEN
IT'S HAPPENING TO YOU.
OH, NO!
BUT, D.W., WHAT HAPPENED TO
USING LOGIC AND DEDUCTION?
LOGIC? DEDUCTION?, HA!
MERE CRUTCHES FOR
UNENLIGHTENED MINDS.
I AM GOING TO LET MY
SUBCONSCIOUS MIND SOLVE
THE MYSTERY.
OH, YOU MEAN JUST LIKE I
LANDED THE THUNDER QUACK?
HARDLY. THIS IS
ENTIRELY DIFFERENT.
I MUST BE DREAMING!
YES! THAT IS THE PERFECT
WAY TO WATCH THE
SUBCONSCIOUS MIND WORK.
WELL, I'LL JUST SIT BACK
AND ENJOY THE SHOW.
YAAAA!
THE COWS ARE NOT
WHAT THEY SEEM.
WHAT COWS?
LOOK WHAT THEY DID TO ME.
WHO DID WHAT?
WHAT DID-- WHAT?
YOU'LL NEVER TAKE ME ALIVE.
TALK ABOUT A NIGHTMARE.
YOU SHOULD'VE LISTENED
TO US, D.W.
WAAAA!
OOH, THAT WAS A BIG HELP.
IT'S ALL CLEAR NOW.
ABOUT AS CLEAR
AS A TAX FORM.
THE COWS ARE NOT
WHAT THEY SEEM.
WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSED
TO MEAN?
WHY DON'T YOU ASK HER?
GREETINGS, EARTH DUCK.
OK, FINE.
I'LL ADMIT I'M AWAKE.
I'VE JUST GONE CRAZY.
COME ON, DAD. IT'S NOT
THAT COMPLICATED.
CABBAGES FROM OUTER SPACE
ARE DUPLICATING
EVERYBODY IN THE WORLD
SO THEY CAN TAKE
OVER THE PLANET,
AND THIS COW, WHO'S
REALLY AN ALIEN,
HAS COME HERE TO
RECAPTURE 'EM.
JUST DEAL WITH IT.
I COME FROM THE PLANET LARSON
ON THE FAR SIDE OF THE GALAXY.
WE HAVE BEEN IN
TELEPATHIC CONTACT
WITH SOME OF THE SIMPLER BRAINED
LIFE FORMS OF YOUR PLANET.
YEP. SHE SAID I HAD MORE SPACE
IN MY BRAIN THAN ANYONE ELSE.
WE USED HIM TO
BRING YOU HERE
WHILE THE PLANT CREATURE
SPIED ON THE ENEMY.
PLANT CREATURE?
WHOA! THIS GUY'S HARDER
TO KILL THAN CRABGRASS.
BUSHROOT IS
HELPING YOU?
HEY, I MAY BE A MUTANT
PLANT DUCK, SURE,
BUT I'M AN EARTH
MUTANT PLANT DUCK.
AS CHAMPIONS OF EARTH, WE
ARE DEPENDING ON YOU
TO DETAIN THE ENEMY
UNTIL WE ARRIVE WITH
REINFORCEMENTS.
ARRIVE? BUT
YOU'RE ALREADY...
HERE?
GET WITH THE SPACE AGE, DAD.
THAT WAS JUST A
HOLOGRAPHIC TRANSMISSION.
OF COURSE.
AND I THOUGHT I WAS CONFUSED
WHEN I DIDN'T KNOW
WHAT WAS GOING ON.
COME, COME, COME, COME.
WE MUSTN'T BE LATE.
OH, NO! THEY'RE ALREADY
SHIPPING OUT THE HARVEST.
HOW ARE WE GONNA
STALL 'EM, DAD?
STALL? I SAY WE SCARE
THOSE CABBAGE HEADS BACK
TO WHERE THEY CAME FROM.
LET'S GET DANGEROUS!
HERE YOU GO. WANT THAT PLAIN
OR EXTRA FISH MEAL?
IT SLICES. IT DICES.
IT CAN TURN A BUSHEL
OF CABBAGE
INTO GALLONS OF
CRISPY COLE SLAW.
SECONDS, ANYONE?
WELL, SEEMS LIKE ALL THE
LITTLE SCUDDERS ARE ABOARD.
YES. BY THIS
TIME TOMORROW
ST. CANARD WILL BE THE PRODUCE
CENTER OF THE GALAXY.
SAY, NEIGHBORS, YOU BETTER GET
THAT CROP BACK TO THE BARN.
THERE'S A SWARM OF FLYING
CABBAGE BEETLES HEADED THIS WAY.
THERE'S NO SUCH THING.
WHEN YOU NEED PLAGUE AND
PESTILENCE, I'M YOUR DUCK.
YOU SEAL OFF THE BUSSES.
I'LL CHECK ON HONK.
HOW'S IT GOING, HONK?
IS IT READY?
ALMOST. POUR IN THAT
CUP OF VINEGAR.
SO, YOU LITTLE SPUDS, THOUGHT
YOU COULD BLOW OUR COVER.
GIVE IT TO 'EM, HONK!
HONK...YOU
GOTTA DO IT.
BUT MY MOM...
THOSE THINGS AREN'T
YOUR PARENTS!
COME ON, KIDS.
IT'S TIME TO LEAVE.
OOOOH. BLAAAA.
KEEN GEAR, HONK.
WHAT IS THAT STUFF,
WEED-KILLER?
NOPE. SALAD DRESSING.
WE'RE NOT GOING TO LET
THOSE SPACE ALIENS
GIVE VEGETABLES A
BAD NAME, ARE WE?
ALL RIGHT THEN, CORN STALKS,
LEND ME YOUR EARS.
DON'T SHOOT UNTIL YOU SEE THE
POLLEN IN THEIR PETALS.
FIRE!
HAHA! NO ONE'S GOING TO CALL
US A BUNCH OF PANSIES!
OH, SORRY GUYS.
THESE ALIENS MAY BE BIG WIGS
IN THE GALACTIC GARDEN,
BUT THEY'RE NO MATCH
FOR DARKWING DUCK.
ON THE CONTRARY, WE'RE A
PERFECT MATCH.
TAKE 'EM, HONKER.
NEVER SEND A DUCK TO
DO A PLANT'S JOB.
READY, BOYS?
FORGET IT, SHRUB.
WHIFF WEED-KILLER, EARTH PLANT.
NO MORE FOOLIN' AROUND.
TURN THEM TO MULCH!
YEA!
HOORAY!
HOORAY!
YOUR PARENTS WILL REVIVE SOON
ALONG WITH THE REST OF
THE TOWN'S PEOPLE.
WE ARE VERY SORRY
THIS HAPPENED.
A RADIATION LEAK ON A FARM
COLONY CREATED THESE MUTATIONS.
OUR FOOD WAS NEVER MEANT
TO BECOME INTELLIGENT.
FOOD?
YOU EAT THEM?
THAT'S BARBARIC!
I DON'T OFTEN AGREE
WITH TWIGGY HERE,
BUT AFTER ALL THIS, IT
DOES SEEM KINDA GROSS.
REALLY? AND WHEN WAS THE
LAST TIME YOU HAD A
STEAK SANDWICH?
ACTUALLY, I'M MORE OF A PEANUT
BUTTER AND JELLY MAN, MYSELF.
FORTUNATELY, WE
WERE IN TIME.
IF EVEN ONE OF THE
CABBAGES HAD ESCAPED,
IT WOULD HAVE BEEN
DISASTROUS.
BEING THE WORLD'S ONLY MUTANT
PLANT DUCK IS A LONELY JOB,
BUT NOT ANYMORE--
COME ON, BABY, THERE'S A WHOLE
PLANET OUT THERE TO SHOW YOU.
MOOOO!