Darkwing Duck

3, 2, 1!

Let's get dangerous.

Darkwing, Darkwing... Duck!

Look out!

Let's get dangerous.

This is the City of St. Canard.

Like any other major metropolis,

it has its problems with the criminal element.

Another order of dastardly delinquents

deposited on your doorstep courtesy of Darkwing Duck.

That's two words, not three, both D's capitalized. Here's my photo.

If the papers need more glossies, my number's on the card.

Now I must go.

The scent of crime is in the air.

So where's the press?

I thought this was the age of media glut.

Where's the Action News van when you need them?

And I spent all afternoon ironing this cape.

Yes! Another night cleansed of its criminal element,

thanks to Darkwing Duck!

Uhh! I can't wait to hit the hay.

But first, a bit of... breakfast.

Alrighty. Stay sharp, stay fit, stay fed.

Ya-ha. Hee-hee! Whoo-hoo. Uhh!

Whew!

Youch!

Yes! A new world's record.

Everything a champion needs for breakfast.

Except the milk.

I always forget the milk.

Whoo! Well, maybe I'll just skip breakfast this once.

So I make a mistake here and there.

There's not a street punk in this city

that isn't afraid of Darkwing Duck.

Ahh.

I just wish I could get a shot

at a really big-time criminal.

Let me understand this, Hammerhead.

You and your associates are questioning my plans?

Gee, boss, no. Well, sorta.

It's just that the boys and I were wondering

if we couldn't wait till the train stops

before we steal the Ramrod.

Oh, you mean when the Army takes control of the weapon

with its tanks and Jeeps and hundreds of guards.

Uh, yeah. I g-g-guess we didn't think of that.

Why didn't you guys think of that?

That is because I am the brain,

and you are the stooge.

That's it, Boss. I'm a stooge.

Uh, just call me Curly.

This is the first time the Ramrod has been moved

since Waddlemeyer's death.

Once the Army has it, I may never get another chance.

I will not be put off

because you are afraid to catch a train!

Warden's coming.

Hmm, that nuisance.

Very well. You know what to do.

Do not come back without the Ramrod.

Well, Taurus Bulba,

I trust you're still enjoying your stay in prison?

It's peaceful. No one bothers me.

Actually, it suits my business needs perfectly.

As twilight shadows creep across the sky,

the lone figure of Darkwing Duck

scans the city for any evidence of wrongdoing,

his eagle eyes catching sight of... an eagle?

Or more precisely, a condor.

Huh. I know birds travel south,

but this is the first one I've seen with luggage.

This bit of feathery intrigue is best investigated

by Darkwing Duck!

Aah!

Ohh. Ooh! Ow!

Ooh! Ow! Ohh.

Ha-ha. Hey, Hammerhead,

ain't we cute in our soldier suits?

Oh, yeah, a couple of five-star generals.

Just watch out for trouble.

Hmm, this shouldn't be too hard.

Eh, I hope this peashooter is worth all the trouble.

Now, where's that stupid bird?

- You lousy pigeon! I'm gonna... - Hammerhead,

is the Waddlemeyer Ramrod secure?

Like a baby, Boss.

Excellent. Then proceed with the plan.

Excellent. Excellent.

I gotta see about getting new shocks.

One side, conductor-person.

Hey, wait! Oh, you can't go in there.

That's top secret. Don't worry.

Just checking out an unauthorized bird-boarding.

It's Hoof and Mouth. They work for Taurus Bulba.

Bulba's as big as they come!

This is it - my shot at big-time crime-busting...

what Darkwing Duck was born for.

I am the Terror that Flaps in the Night.

- What was that...? - I am the switch that derails your train.

I am Darkwing Duck!

Uhh!

You think he's dead? I think he's dead.

You think he's dead? He must be dead.

Sorry. I'm fine.

But you two are taking a turn for the worse.

I'll see that the police get more than a description.

Photos?

You'll never get a good shot from out there,

but go ahead, take it.

How's this? It's not too pretentious, I hope.

I have to get back to work.

Make sure you get copies to all major dailies.

I'd like a set, too.

Yeah? Well, paste this in your scrapbook.

Oh, that's gonna leave a mark.

You're outta your league, Duck.

Better run along to your costume party.

You can't get rid of Darkwing Duck that easily.

Who is this clown?

He doesn't look like one of mine.

Tantalus, take care of him.

Hey, hey!

Hey, wait a minute!

Aah!

Bruised, battered, but never defeated,

Darkwing Duck springs back to action.

Clever of me to use my spine to break my fall like that.

Hold it right there, ya pirate!

No, no, no! I'm a... Nobody but nobody

messes with the airplanes in my hangar,

or my name isn't Launchpad McQuack.

You don't understand! I am not a thief! I am...

- Darkwing Duck! - You know me?

Know you? I'm your biggest fan!

A fan? Really?

Ahem, I mean, really?

Sure. What are you doin' here?

Oh, just another stopover in my never-ending fight against...

Hey, you're a pilot!

We can use this plane to catch those crooks.

Ho-ho! I got something a lot better than this plane.

No time. Get in. We have evildoers to thwart.

But in the next hangar I got this...

No, fan! I'll give you my autograph.

I'm here for you, D.W..

That's Darkwing. Aah!

Hey, you know, I could be your sidekick.

I got a whole scrapbook of your newspaper clippings.

Ha. Of course, it's not a very big scrapbook.

Wouldn't it be easier to fly if we were facing the other way?

Huh? Oh, yeah, sorry.

I sometimes have trouble with that.

It's right under us. Can you take us lower?

No problemo!

Gosh, thanks.

Hey, hey, I aim to please.

It's that costumed meddler again. Get rid of him.

Okay, I'm here.

Now, how do I turn this thing around?

All right, beak face, this is getting monotonous.

You better go... aah!

No, you don't understand. I like monotony!

I'm comin', D.W.!

Whoa. Looks like birdie is comin' back for seconds.

Don't worry. I'll shake him, D.W.!

That's Darkwing-ing-ing-ing-ing-ing-ing.

Aah!

Launchpad!

They... they got away.

Can't argue that point, D.W. So what do we do next?

We? We do nothing.

I work alone.

But I could be your sidekick.

Singing cowboys have sidekicks.

I rely on me, nobody but me. Got that?

Oh, please, please, please, please...