Tom and Jerry Cowboy Up!

Well, sir, I reckon we got us a fine town here.

A fine town!

Friendly, peaceful-like.

Good folks, just going about their lives doing the best they can.

Yep, wide open spaces

where you can dig a nice deep burrow

for your family to live in.

Plenty of tumbleweeds

and insects to feed your babies.

But there is a danger

that threatens our very way of life.

I... hate... prairie dogs.

What's all the commotion, Duke?

Caught us a predator, Ma!

Get his stuff!

Yay!

Welcome to this Western town

There's more to see if you're looking down

Just beneath the surface while you wait

Beneath that land so serene

Is a Wild West seldom seen

Where prairie dogs in numbers congregate

Just step right up to the old dirt mound

And hop on down to the underground

A tunnel's-length away is where we're set

When you break on through to the other side

It's a Broadway Baby where the streets are wide

It's a visit you're not likely to forget

Six feet under It's a world of wonder

We don't mean Boot Hill where the cowboys rest

Down here ain't no steer or horse

Just us prairie dogs, of course

We're the best durned town in all the West!

There's a one-room school and a big hotel

An undertaker and a wishing well

A general store that's right there on the street

So drop on down to our new town hall

There might be a wedding or even a brawl!

Our hospitality just can't be beat

Up above we take care

We're gonna hide if we see you stare

Down here we whoop it up to beat the band

There's music here and fun and vittles

Where youngs and olds and bigs and litties

Do the best durned line dance in the land

Let's slow this down

We're getting ahead

Up above where the light is shed

There's a cat and a mouse who always make us smile

So attend this tale as we wait below

We know you'll enjoy this great big show

Sit back, honey, kick off your boots and stay awhile

Six feet under It's a world of wonder

We don't mean Boot Hill where the cowboys rest

Down here ain't no steer or horse

Just us prairie dogs, of course

We're the best durned town in all the West

Way down yonder

On any scale it's a whale of a tale

Don't take no time to ponder

Bet your dollar It's a hoot and a holler

We're the best durned town in all the West

We're the best

In the West

- We best begin - So let's dig in

Aye, not the corral again!

Always something around here that's falling off or caving in

or got broke or won't work or...

Aye, cut it out, you two. Let's get some breakfast.

Morning, Bumpy.

Morning, everybody.

Wait, where are the boys?

Oh, great. Something else to fix.

You know the whole gol' durned ranch is nearly busted, Betty.

Why, if I hadn't promised your grandad

that I'd always be here for ya,

I'd have hit the trail long ago.

And what did Gramps always tell you?

"Don't sit on that rattlesnake, Bumpy!"

No.

"Don't drink water from the creek, Bumpy"?

Not that.

Oh, you mean, "" Good times or bad times,

we always look after each other.”

That's right.

Because we're all...

Family!

It's a simple task, Clem.

If you can't manage it...

Sorry, Mr. Critchley!

How many scarecrows so far?

Fifty-eight.

Thank you, Diablo.

Maybe I should pay Diablo to work for me

instead of you, Clem.

What do you think?

Sorry, Mr. Critchley.

I just don't get why we're planting scarecrows way out here.

To scare the prairie dogs.

I hate prairie dogs.

But why do you want to scare 'em off a bunch of land

you don't never use?

Diablo, help me out.

I own land

here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here and here.

I own everything.

Except for this.

Betty Benson's place.

Yes, Betty Benson's place.

I'm not going to scare prairie dogs off my land.

I'm going to scare them onto her land!

She'll be ruined,

she'll have to sell to me.

And I'll be the most powerful man in the state.

Beats the old days of robbing banks, huh, boss?

Please!

I'm a businessman now.

I know.

And that's why I tore this down as soon as I saw it.

It's the brother. Bentley.

The one who moved away?

They say he went to the city

and made a fortune with the railroad!

Bentley, you've come home!

Hello, sis.

- "Sis"? - You mean...

We have a brother!

Well, look at Mr. Railroad Tycoon!

We knew you'd come back and save the old Double UB!

Oh, well, no...

How rich are you exactly?

- If I could just... - Gonna buy us a new barn, I bet.

- What I'm trying to... - Is this all you have brought?

- I'm not... - Gee,

I thought you'd have a fancier rig!

Let me... You see, I...

I'm not a tycoon!

But, Bentley, your letters...

All those business deals you told us about.

And your promotions.

I may have... exaggerated a few details.

Just a little.

I guess I wanted to impress you.

So, you're ea yin' you're not the Chairman

of the Consolidated Intercontinental

Trans-American Locomotive and Rail Consortium?

Not yet. But I am the Junior Regional Assistant Associate trainee.

And I've got a bright future ahead of me!

As what?

As the Senior Regional Assistant Associate trainee.

I know it doesn't sound like much,

but I'm on my way up.

I figure if I helped you fix up the ranch,

we could sell it.

Then, you and Betty can come and live in the city with me!

Tell you what, Bent.

You help us fix the place up.

If I can't make it work, we'll sell.

But if I can,

we keep the ranch and split the profits. Deal?

Oh, deal.

If we all pull together, in a month or two,

we'll be ready to drive the herd to Abilene!

Uh, you want me to go on a cattle drive? Me?

Ah, just a short one... 614 miles is all.

Unless you get caught in a stampede,

or washed away in a flood.

Come on inside, Bentley.

Let's get you something to eat.

Then we'll talk business.

What are we waiting for, Uncle Jerry?

Let's go introduce ourselves.

Wait a minute.

Where are the...

I was saying, where...

are...

the little fellas! Where are the little fellas?

Dig in!

Why thank you!

Boys, where are your manners?

We have guests!

Rodents!

What's wrong?

Did you sit on a rattlesnake?

Moo-so-what-eya?

Musophobia.

A fear of mice.

Or shews. Or ferrets,

hamsters, hedgehogs, squirrels, chipmunks, gerbils, muskrats...

Betty!

- Sorry. - Which is why

I go nowhere without my trusty Tom.

He's tough as they come.

Oh, sure, I could see that plain as day.

Hmm, and I can see that my first task

is to rid the ranch of this horrible mouse infestation.

"Mouse infestation"?

You mean that? In there?

You can stop worrying, Betty.

City cats fight giant rats just for fun!