Written by Glenn Leopold
Chance-> Just like the old Enforcer days, eh buddy? Heh, prepare to get your tail whipped!
Jake-> I don’t think so pal! If any kat’s gonna ace our little obstacle course it’s gonna be me!
Chance-> Ah! Jake *gurgle* give me a hand?!
Jake-> Nice try, buddy, but that old trick’s not gonna slow me down!
Chance-> Help! Jake! Help *gurgle*
Jake-> Looks like the best kat’s gonna win. Crud, I don’t think he’s fooling around! Chance, hang on! What’s the big idea? Pretending to drown just so I’ll lose?
Chance-> I uh, just got a…cramp.
Cramp huh? You’re uh okay now, right buddy? you can’t swim, can you?
Chance-> Look don’t make a big deal out of it.
Jake-> Why didn’t you ever tell me?
Chance-> You never asked.
Jake-> Hey, don’t sweat it, I’ll teach you how to swim.
Chance-> Forget it. Fish swim; I fly.
Homeless Guy-> What?
Dr. Viper-> Ssssoon, my little creaturessss, you will roam free in my new ssswamp city.
Homeless Guy-> AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!
Mayor Manx-> Hum de dum de doy…huh? Gadfrey!-wha? This is Mayor Manx, HAAAALP!
Callie Briggs-> Gah! I’ve gotta get above this stuff. That tree’s my only chance! AHHH! If this isn’t a SWAT Kat emergency, then I don’t know what is!
Chance-> C’mon bud, can’t you hit harder than that?
Jake-> You mean more like this? HEE-YAW!
Chance-> Oof! My turn!
Jake-> It’s Callie! Yes Ms. Briggs?
Chance-> Hang on Ms. Briggs, we’re on our way!
Lt. Feral-> Not a good night to be out on the streets, Deputy Mayor.
Lt. Feral-> I wonder how my uncle’s going to handle this one.
T-Bone-> Things are not looking good, buddy. What is this crud?
T-Bone-> What the-? That things drooling all over my cockpit!
Razor-> Yeah, and it’s acid drool.
T-Bone-> I just washed the jet. Eat G’s, Toady!
T-Bone-> Maybe I can curve his appetite. Let go Wart-Face! Aw crud! He’s gonna eat right through the controls!
Commander Feral-> Along with half my control tower!
Lt. Feral-> Easy Uncle, Dr. Konway did say he wanted a live specimen to examine.
That’s enough, Felina. I’ll handle this.
T-Bone-> Don’t get any warts Commander.
Razor-> Your niece is pretty quick on the draw, Commander.
Commander Feral-> Get that thing down to the bio-tech lab!
Enforcer Flunkies-> Yes sir!
Commander Feral-> Viper! It figures that mutated sicko would be behind all this!
Mayor Manx-> Well Doctor, can it be stopped?
Dr. Konway-> Perhaps. With the proper anti-mutigen chemicals… Why yes! The process can be reversed!
Commander Feral-> Then what are you waiting for, Konway? Get to work!
Dr. Konway-> Oh I’m afraid it’s not that simple, Commander. I’ll need large quantities of these anti-mutigens. And there’s only one place in the city that has them: Megakat Biochemical Labs.
Mayor Manx-> But, that’s right in the center of my slime-covered city!
Callie Briggs-> I’d feel a lot better if you two were going along to help.
T-Bone-> Not us. Of course, if the Mayor ordered us to help, I guess we’d have to as civic-minded citizens.
Callie Briggs-> Well, Mayor?
Commander Feral-> Megakat Biochemical, on the double!
Lt. Feral-> Right!
Commander Feral-> Felina? I thought I ordered you to stay put!
Lt. Feral-> Hey, you needed the best pilot so here I am.
Commander Feral-> Fine, let’s go.
Lt. Feral-> Megakat Biochemical, eight miles and closing.
Enforcer Pilots-> Commander, we’re hit!
Commander Feral-> Return to base!
Lt. Feral-> Guess it’s up to us, Uncle. We’re going down!
Commander Feral-> This is Feral, bring me chopper back-AHHHHHH!
Both Ferals-> Gah!
T-Bone->The engines are clogged with crud! what are you lookin’ at ugly?
Razor-> If you’re worried about swimming I’ll help you!
T-Bone-> I am not ejecting, and I’m not swimming! C’mon, c’mon, c’mon! All three engines maximum thrust! yes!
Razor-> I see em’
T-Bone-> Don’t worry Ms. Briggs, he and his niece are with us.
Razor-> We’ll try not to let you down, Mayor.
T-Bone-> Crud, must’ve guzzled all our fuel blasting free from that scum-snake.
Razor-> Can’t risk landing in this swamp again, hotshot, we’re too big a target for those giant mutated scum-balls under the surface.
T-Bone-> Roger that!
Razor-> Deploy Macro-wave blasters.
T-Bone-> Macro-waves deployed and operational.
Razor-> Next stop, Megakat Biochemical.
Razor-> If you drown, I’m gonna kill you. Are you okay, buddy?
T-Bone-> Yeah, but I think that ugly little thing bit me.
Razor-> Let me see.
T-Bone-> Oww! Leave it alone!
Razor-> Better see Doc Konway after we get those chemicals. Sure you don’t want me to drive?
T-Bone-> I’m fine. Switching to silent running. Maybe that’ll keep those mutations off our back.
Mutated T-Bone-> Rawr! GRRRR!! Rawr!!!
Razor-> Hee-yaw! I hate to do this buddy, but you’re just not yourself.
Razor-> Wish me luck buddy, if this doesn’t work we’re all going to look like you.
Razor-> Hope I can get close enough to drop this stuff.
Razor-> Gotta eject! Now’s my chance. Locked, launch!
Dr. Viper-> Huh?
Razor-> *cough* I thought you didn’t know how to swim?
T-Bone-> Heh, just kiddin’.
Razor-> Heh, very funny.