The Snorkshire Spooking/Transcript
(Corky and Governor Wetworth are standing on the steps of an old mansion)
Salesman: Once you fix up this dump, I mean, this historical monument, Governor, you'll be the eny of everyone in Snorkland.
Governor Wetworth: Just think, Corky, the Snorkshire estate is all mine!
Corky: Are you sure you want it, Governor? I hear this place is haunted, and I know it's falling apart.
(Corky falls through a pit, however)
Governor Wetworth: Hey, where'd Corky go?
Salesman: *laughs* Probably scared himself of with his own ghost stories.
(The others are also standing otuside of the big mansion)
Allstar: Hi, Corky. What are you doing underneath the porch?
Corky: Oh, I'm having a bad day, and so is Governor Wetworth. He jsut bought the Snorkshire estate.
(All are now inside the Snorkshire estate)
Daffney: So what's this all about the Snorkshire estate being haunted?
Corky: A long time ago, this house was owned by a family of wealthy, snobby snorks. They vanished under very mysterious circumstances.
Junior: What a lot of fouie! *sees Tooter as a ghost and yells* Yah, a ghost! *he hides up top and the others laugh at him* Chuckle if you will, bit I'll bet all of you your Wetworth wages that you aren't brave enough to spend the night in this dump.
Corky: This looks liek a job for *horn* the Snork Patrol!
Allstar: You're on, Junior! With the Snork Patrol around, we can't lose! Where are you going, Junior?
Junior: Oh, I have some chores to do, but I'll see you tomorrow, if you're still ehre. *laughs*
(Junior sneaks back outside to retrieve some of his "stuff")
Junior: My new monster-o-matic makeup kit will help me scare those goofballs silly!
(Meanwhile, a family of ghosts is watching him from above - they are the ghosts of the Snorkshires)
Brock: Look, Muffy, another dreadful lower class snork is sneaking into our mansion.
Muffy: Brock, do you think he could be loking for, dare I say it?
Brock: Not one word, precious, don't even think about.
(All the others are sleeping downstairs as Junior hides behind a couch)
Junior: *laughs* This oughta sned them slinking back to Snorkland! *blows conk*
Daffney: Yikes! It's those icky Snorkshire ghosts! *runs away*
Allstar: Don't beleive in ghosts. *sees goblin* Yike! But goblins are another story! It's a ghostly night!
Junior: Now I'll scare off the rest of those clowns! *puts on a scary mask*
Tooter: *gets scared and runs away*
Junior: *laughs in response*
(Allstar and Casey are in the bedroom)
Allstar and Casey: Ghosts! Help! *hide under the sheets, where they really resemble ghosts* Ghosts! *they scare each other away*
(Daffney and Tooter see them as well)
Daffney: Icky ghosts! *she and Tooter hide in a clock*
Allstar and Casey: Ghosts! *they hide there, as well*
(All are now trapped in the clock and make a run for it - meanwhile, Corky is fighting a metal armour, which is really Junior in disguise)
Junior: Hey, easy on the potlip, pal!
Corky: Give up, you ghostly goon! You're no match for *horn* the Snork Patrol!
All: Yikes, look out, yao! *Corky and Junior join them* Yao!
(Then they all reach a room with buried treasure)
Allstar: Look! A knocked out knight! *takes the head off to see it's really Junior*
Junior: Uh, what happened?
Others: It's Junior!
Allstar: You faked this whole thing to win the bet, didn't you, Junior?
Casey: You should be ashamed of yourself!
Junior: Oh yeah, I'm ashamed. *lands on the treasure* Shamefully rich! Whoopie!!!
Daffney: Wow, look at all this beautiful treasure!
Dragon: Get your snorky hands off that loot!
All: *scream, then flal into another room*
Corky: That was a monsterous surprise! I hope there are no more of those!
Dragon: *pops out* Roar! Surprise!
(All run, even going past the Snorkshire ghosts)
Brock: Wherever are those silly snorks running away from?
Dragon: Me, you sea-through spooks!
(The Snorkshires run away as well)
(Now everyone's in yet another room)
Junior: Oh, home at last. Boy, that was scary. *kncok on door* I'll get it.
Daffney: Uh oh!
Allstar: Don't answer it, Junior!
Junior: Oh but I must. Junior Wetworth always answers. *Snorkshires there* Except when there's spooks outside!
Casey: Oh, Junior, you can't fool us again.
Brock: We wouldn't think of fooling anybody. We're the Snorkshire ghosts.
Brock: Yes, I'm Brock Snorkshire the Third, this is my charming wife Muffy, and our son Neville.
Daffney: Oh, why did you try to scare us with your icky stoves?
Muffy: We thought you were trying to scare us, darling, to get at our treasure.
Allstar: Your treasure?
Brock: Yes, we've been haunting the Snorkshire estate for years, hoping the right snorks would come along and use the treasure to restore our elegant home.
Neville: But your monster frightened us away.
Allstar: Well that wasn't our monster.
Muffy: Then whose dreadful dragon was it?
Allstar: Who cares?!
Casey: We're just snorky citizens hired to fix up the estate.
Junior: Yeah, but we're never gonna set foor in there again, not as long as my name is --
Corky: *corks his snork* Not so fast. I sense something a miss, and a mosnterous job for *horn* the Snork Patrol and his snork patrolers.
Junior: Eh, Corky, are you sure about this?
(Back at the house, though..)
Muffy: Since you can't go through walls, we'll sneak you by way of the service entrance.
Daffney: Someone's laughing.
Casey: And it's coming from inside the living room.
(They see the dragon collecting the treasure, but the dragon is really Bigweed and Lil Seaweed)
Bigweed: Thanks to those bumbling stumbling snorks, the Snorkshire treasure is now Bigweed's barrel of big bucks.
Corky: It figures those vile villains would be behind this.
Bigweed: *takes the treasure away in a barrel* Let's get out of here before Corky and his wishy-washy snork pals return.
Brock: It can't be! Our treasure has fallen into the hands of nivaousry no goodnicks!
Neville: What are we going to do?
Corky: What any true blue snorky hero would - take action!
(All whisper as they elaborate a plan)
(Meanwhile, Bigweed and Lil Seaweed are in another house)
Lil Seaweed: A big string of pearls for me, and a little ruby for you!
Bigweed: *laughs* Dream on, little urchin! This loot is all mine!
Lil Seaweed: Wait a minute, I thought this was a 50-50 split!
Bigweed: Yes, 50-50 makes it 100 percent MINE!
Tooter: *drops a letter from outside the window onto the chair, which Lil Seaweed sits on at first before realizing what it really is*
Lil Seaweed: What's this? Yikes! Look, boss, there's a curse on this scroll!
Bigweed: *reads it aloud* Hmm, steal this treasure and you be cursed. A snork you will become after reading this verse. Bleh, what a lot of nonsense, not to mention lousy poetry! A day I become a snork -- *Brock popus out and goes into him*
Lil Seaweed: Boss, you are a snork! You're a big, cuddly, downright adorable snork!
Bigweed: *sees himself as Brock* Ugh, somebody prick me with a blowfish to see if I'm really dreaming! I'm a giant snork! YAO!
Lil Seaweed: Listen, boss, if you split the treasure with me, I'll be awful enough for both of us! *Muffy pops up and goes inside her as well*
Bigweed: *sees her as Muffy* Split the treasure with a snork?! NEver!
Lil Seaweed: *looks down on herself* Oh no, not me too!
(Both start to cry in frustration and fear)
Bigweed: Now we'll have to spend the rest of our lives being sweet, bleh, silly, bleh, snorks! *hears kncok on door, so he answers it* Whatever it is, we don't want any!
Allstar: We're the cash collectors.
Corky: Cursed Cash. We've had a report of tainted treasure.
Allstar: And we've come to card it away.
Bigweed: *returns with treasure* Take it, it's all your's!
Lil Seaweed: All 50-50 of it! Oh, thank badness that's gone!
(All go back inside, and Brock and Muffy come out of them)
Bigweed: Quick, Lil Seaweed, a mirror!
Bigweed and Lil Seaweed: *see themselves* Yay, we're back to urchins!
(Outside the Snorkshire estate..)
Corky: Oh, the Snorkshire estate never looked better, Governor.
Governor Wetworth: Why thank you, Corky. The treasure you and the kids found helped me to restore it. Now it will be used as a museum of snork heritage.
Neville: *he and his parents pop up* Would anyone like a tour?
Junior: *gets scared and jumps on top of the house*
Allstar: *laughs* As usual, Junior's gonna start from the top, and work his way down!
(all laugh with him)
(c) 1987 Hanna-Barbera and SEPP International