(a cowboy snork is riding on his seahorse)
Daffney: Uh, excuse me, but where do I get tickets for the Okay Coral Water Rodeo?
Cowboy: Why it's right over yonder, ma'am.
Daffney: Thank you kindly. Boy, won't Casey be surprised when she finds out I bought her tickets to the water rodeo!
Cowboy: *gets throw into the hay by his horse* Gosh, I've always been a sucker for a purty face. *horse tries kissing him* Now cut that out!
(meanwhile, tickets are going on sale at the stadium)
Vendor: *to Tooter* Here you go. Two tickets to the snork hockey playoffs.
Tooter: *excited, then hands one to Dimmy*
Dimmy: Thanks, Tooter.
Casey: One for me, and one for my best friend.
Vendor: You're a lucky lady. You jsut got the last two tickets.
Junior: Hey! Wait just a snork second, don't you know who I am?!
Vendor: Sure - you're out of luck! *closes clam door on Junior's snork*
Junior: Hey, open up!
Vendor: I said we're closed!
Allstar: *takes ticket* Wow, hey, we got good seats!
Casey: *takes it back* Sorry, Allstar, but this extra ticket is for Daffney. *leaves, leaving Allstar with a confused look*
Junior: *laughs* Looks like we're both in the same boat, Allwet!
(Gallio is observing two purple fish "fighting" with the bongs on their heads, and Daffney wodners what's going on)
Gallio: Daffney, you're just in time to observe these fascinating bobfish.
Daffney: Fascinating?! They're awful to each other!
Gallio: Well that's normal. They may have a strange way of showing it, but the bobfish are close friends.
Daffney: Suffering seashells, friends like that could be a headache!
Casey: Uncle Gallio, Daffney, I've got great news!
Daffney: Me too!
Gallio: You both got A's in Seaography?
Casey: Better! I bought us tickets to the Snork Hockey Playoffs!
Daffney: Well I bought us tickets to the water rodeo!
Casey: *they trade tickets* Oh, that's clamtastic! Tickets to the water rodeo!
Daffney: And tickets to the Snork Hockey Playoffs!
Casey: *gasps* Hold it! They're both this afternoon!
Gallio: So the solution is very simple - one of you will just have to return your tickets.
Casey: Why don't you return your's?
Daffney: We always do what you want!
Casey: What I want?! It always has to be your way!
Daffney: My way?! You must be off your reef!
Allstar: Uncle Gallio, what's all the fuss about?
Gallio: Oh, it's just a little misunderstanding.
Daffney: Huh, misunderstanding?! She's miss ungreatful! I'm going to the rodeo with or without you!
Casey: Well enjoy yourself, cause I'll go to the hockey game, and I'll find someone a lot nicer to give your ticket to!
Daffney: *leaves angry*
Junior: You know, Casey, you look beautiful when you're angry. How about you and me goin' to the game together?
Casey: Oh, get lost, Junior!
Gallio: I'm afraid some things in life are more important than playoff tickets, Junior.
Junior: Oh yeah?! Obviously, you haven't seen what the ticket scallops are charging!
(the water rodeo takes palce, and two more cowboy snorks participate)
Bobby Jim: You know, we haven't won a water rodeo in ages, Jimmy Bob. We're flat broke.
Jimmy Bob: Right, Bobby Jim. The tides are turnin'. Look there.
Daffney: *shows up in a cute cowgirl outfit* Oh, I better find a good seat.
Jimmy Bob: The bestest seat is on the back of a trusted seahorse, ma'am.
Daffney: Oh, I just came to watch. Besides, I'm not a very good seahorse rider.
Jimmy Bob: Then you're in luck! The Jimmy Bob and Bobby Jim School of Water Rodeo has just one openin' left.
Bobby Jim: School of Water Rodeo?! *Jimmy Bob puts down his hat to cover his snork* Oh, that school of water rodeo! *he places it back on*
Daffney: Oh, I don't think I can afford it, partners. I'm down to my last sandollar.
Jimmy Bob: *takes money* Our special Rodeo Dayprice - one sandollar!
Daffney: Gee, I don't know about this.
(Tooter and the others get a first look at the game on his portable shellevision)
Dimmy: I'm sure glad you brought your shellevision, Tooter.
Dimmy: Yeah, I always liked those shots from the blimpfish, too.
Scallop 1: Get your playoff tickets here, only 50 sandollars!
Allstar: 50 dollars?! I'm glad I have my ticket! *to Casey* But I'm sorry about your fight with Daffney.
Casey: Oh let's just drop the subject, Allstar. I'm going to enjoy myself this afternoon, whether I like it or not.
Allstar: *to Junior* I see you've finally found a ticket, Junior.
Junior: No problem! I;ve got connections, you know!
Vendor: Hey, you still owe me 25 sandollars!
(all the snorks are in front row stands watching the game)
Allstar: What team do you like?
Casey: *with snorkoculars* Huh? Oh, oh let me see.
(back at the water rodeo, Daffney gets some training)
Jimmy Bob: No doubt about it, you were born to ride.
Daffney: You think so?
Jimmy Bob: Does an octopus have eight arms? Now say "giddyup."
Jimmy Bob: You really know how to handle a wild seahorse, ma'am.
Bobby Jim: Wild seahorse?! Tired Old Shelley doesn't buck!
Jimmy Bob: Shh! *swims over to her* Gallivant guppies, you sure you never rode a seahorse before?
Daffney: Oh, well, um, once. But that was a long time ago.
(flashback to her and Casey riding a squid attached to some fake seahorses at a local carnival, when they were really young)
Casey: Yahoo, snorkaroo!
Daffney: *gulps* Casey, this is scary!
Casey: Oh don't worry, Daffney, I'm right behind you! Yahoo! See, it's not scary, it's fun.
Daffney: Oh yeah, we always have fun when we're together!
Casey: Yahoo! Snorkaroo, for me and you!
(now back to the present day)
Jimmy Bob: Why don't you try your hand at ropin' and ridin' Miss Daffney?
Daffney: Could I? Thanks.
Bobby Jim: You're not really gonna let her ride in the rodeo, Jimmy Bob.
Jimmy Bob: Relax, Bobby Jim, you worry too much.
Bobby Jim: *she lassos his snork* Easy for you to say.
(the hockey game still goes on as well)
Junior: Oh, that ticket scallop said I had box seats!
Allstar: Look! Here comes the Snorkettes cheerleaders!
Snorkettes: Rah! Rah! Right on right!
Junior: Oh I can't see the Snorkettes at all! Hey, how about getting rid of that ridiculous looking hat, huh lady?! *turns around and it's a man* Huh?! I mean, uh, um, oh, that's a swell hat. *more hair* Thanks for nothing.
Announcer: Look at that happy crowd! Everybody's having a great time!
Casey: Yeah, everybody but me. Watching the Snorkettes only reminds me of when Daffney and I were cheerladers.
(flashback to Junior High when they were cheerleaders, with Casey on top of the pyramid)
Daffney: Careful, Casey. Watch your step.
Blonde: Oh, she's stepping on me! Casey Kelp, you clutz!
Casey: *all fall down* Oh, sorry!
Blonde: Casey, you're all washed up!
Casey: But, but --
Daffney: Hey, that's not fair!
Blonde: Oh, is that so? Well I'm the head cheerleader, and what I say goes, and she goes!
Daffney: Well if she goes, I go!
Blonde: Goodbye, and good luck!
Daffney: *they leave* I guess we showed them!
(back at the game, present day...)
Allstar: Casey, look! The Snorkland Chargers are heading for the goal!
Casey: Uh yeah, great.
Announcer: And they score!
Allstar: Sansational! What teamwork! The Chargers always come through for each other when it counts!
Casey: Sure, just the way friends are supposed to.
(the water rodeo actually begins)
Barnacle Bill: Welcome, friends and snorkaroos, to Barnacle Bill's Wild Water Water Rodeo - for the best in ridin' and the best in ropin'!
Jimmy Bob: Now you just around, prance it easy, then come right back.
Daffney: And I'll win a big prize?
Jimmy Bob: Sure. A real big trophy.
Bobby Jim: But Jimmy Bob, we never won a trophy.
Jimmy Bob: *smacks him with his hat*
Daffney: *rides Shelley, but she goes out of control*
Barncle Bill: And buckin' barricudas, here comes our first contestant now! *Daffney passes by him* And there goes our first contestant!
Daffney: *over train tracks* Whoa, Shelley, whoa! Oh, I can't look! Whew, that was close. Oh no, log branch!
Fish: *in hat* Dark already? Must be Daylight Swimming Time.
(back at game...)
Allstar: Great game, eh Casey?
Casey: I should've given my tickets away, Allstar. All I can do is think about Daffney.
Junior: Too bad you didn't think of it sooner! I could've saved myself 50 bucks, and a stiff neck!
Reporter: *on TV* We interrupt the playoffs to bring you a special bulliten! *show Daffney*
Dimmy: Oh, who wants to watch seahorse racing??!!
Reporter: That's no race your watching. It's a runaway seahorse just from Barnacle Bill's Rodeo.
Casey: But, but that looks like Daffney.
Reporter: Carrying away Daffney Gillfin.
Casey: It is Daffney! And it looks like she's in real trouble!
Reporter: Yes, she'll be in real trouble if that horse carries her in Vertical Valley. Now, back to the gaem!
Casey: *leaves* Not for me, I've got to help Daffney!
Junior: If you're leaving, Casey, can I have your seat?
Allstar: Casey, wait! *leaves too*
Junior: Oh nevermind, I'll take Allstar's seat! Let's watch the game together, huh guys?
Dimmy: No way!
Tooter: *sticks his tongue out at him as they too leave the game*
Junior: Oh, at least he left me his shellevision.
Tooter: *takes it away*
(all are now searching for Daffney atop a fishblimp)
Casey: Thanks for helping me look for our friend.
Allstar: If we can't spot her from up here, we'll never spot her.
Casey: Oh, if we hadn't argued, this never would've happened!
Allstar: Don't worry, Casey, Daffney will be fine - as long as she doesn't go into Vertical Valley.
(but she does)
Casey: Oh no, she just entered Vertical Valley!
Fish: School dismissed! *gets away from her*
Daffney: Whoa Shelley, please, stop, stop! You're running towards that terrible whirlpool! help! Help! Oh, I wish Casey was here! She'd know what to do!
Casey: *shows up* I hope you're right! Hang on! I'mright behind you! Now for some teamwork! Pull! *they do so, and stop Shelley*
Daffney: Phew. Oh, I still say we make a pretty good team.
Casey: And I'd say you're right.
All: *cheer for them*
(they decide to head out elsewhere together)
Casey: So from now on, we'll discuss what we do before we do it. Right, Daffney?
Daffney: For seasure, Casey! Our friendship's more important than a silly argument!
Allstar: I'm glad you two have made up. Now which movie do you wanna see?
Casey: I wanna see "Beverly Hills Carp."
Daffney: Well I wanna see "Goldfishbusters."
Tooter: *toots for them to stop*
Casey: Hold it, let's not argue.
Daffney: I agree. So why don't we let Tooter pick the movie?
Tooter: *does just that*
Allstar: Oh no, not "Raiders of the Lost Carp" for the 27th time!
Casey: Oh, what's the difference?! As long as you're with good friends...
Daffney: No argument about that!
(c) 1985 Hanna-Barbera and SEPP International