Darkwing Duck

3, 2, 1!

Let's get dangerous.

Darkwing, Darkwing... Duck!

Look out!

Let's get dangerous.

Director Hooter, I am afraid our operative in Oilrabia

has met with some difficulty.

Difficulty? In what way, Agent Grizzlikof?

Uh, he's dead.

What? That's two dozen in two weeks.

Do you know what kind of morale problem that creates?

How did he die?

He was drowned.

Any possibility it was an accident?

In the middle of the desert?

I suppose that does suggest FOWL play...

the Fiendish Organization for World Larceny.

Our SHUSH agents can handle almost anything,

but this assignment seems beyond our resources.

I'm going to call... Please, Director, do not call -

Darkwing Duck.

I was hoping maybe his name would not come up.

I only hope he gets this message.

I am hating it when that happens.

Come on, Launchpad, don't blow it, buddy.

Mess this up and you're doomed.

Everything depends on your next move.

I am the Terror who Flaps in the Night.

Aw, now I'll never know who won.

Hey, DW, where ya hidin'?

I am the spider who nips at your neck.

Eww!

I am Darkwing Duck!

Whoa!

Nice trick, DW.

Yes, one more fiendishly clever device

calculated to pound fear

into superstitious and cowardly criminal minds.

Pretty cool, huh?

I'll say. Can I try?

Is this how you control it? No!

He-he. Guess I wasn't supposed to touch that.

No, you weren't.

Gee, I'm sorry, DW, but I never get a chance to use your Darkwing doohickeys.

Look, Launchpad,

my gadgets are strictly f-h-o -

for heroes only - not for their sidekicks.

Hey, no problemo. I can be a hero.

You, a hero? Ha!

Don't be ridiculous.

A hero does the undoable,

risks the unriskable

and thinks the unthinkable.

Ha! Big deal. I can go for weeks without thinkin'.

Believe me, I know.

Aha! A communiqué from SHUSH Central. J. Gander must need me.

Must need a hero's expertise.

OK, let me see. We gotta get all the...

SHUSH suspects FOWL is after Oilrabia's plush oil reserves.

And once again, Darkwing Duck is summoned

to fight the nefarious forces of evil.

We leave immediately. Get the bags.

Uh, Launchpad? The bags?

Is there anything wrong?

Well, if I'm not good enough to be a hero,

then you can go alone.

Uh-oh.

Oh, don't be silly.

I need you to fly the Thunderquack. You're the hero, you fly it.

But you know I never learned to fly.

"Too bad, 'cause I'm not flyi"

unless I get a crack at the heroic stuff.

Oh, you... All right.

Just this once, you can be the hero.

Then let's go, sidekick. We got a case to face.

Uh, ha-ha. The bags?

Darkwing Duck a mere sidekick.

We'll see how heroic fly boy is

when real trouble starts.

That's Oilrabia, all right.

That plateau makes it virtually impervious to enemy attack.

And shields 'em, too, I'll bet.

Set 'er down easy, Launchpad.

As always.

Hummina, hummina, whoa.

Make that a Darkwing ditto.

Hold it there, big fella.

I better handle this.

Unh-unh. No can do, DW.

Everyone knows the hero always gets the girl, and I'm the hero, remember?

A promise is a promise, and you promised.

Oh, nuts. I gotta take flying lessons.

Wait a minute. I don't own a watch.

Must be a clock around here somewhere.

It's a megablaster fission bomb,

with Swiss-movement timing and optional radials.

Steady, Darkwing.

One wrong move and we'll be texture-coating the walls.

Let's see. The red wire is the triggering...

Step aside, sidekick, and let a hero do his job.

There.

Gee, that wasn't hard at all. Ha-ha-ha.

But-But you didn't even follow directions.

Oh, finally, SHUSH has sent us an agent capable of helping my country.

You are a true hero.

Hey, it was nothin', really.

I'll say it was nothing - nothing but dumb luck.

Don't mind me.

Just looking for the nonsmoking section.

The attacks on our oil fields grow more audacious,

and oil is all that my people have.

Don't worry, Princess. We'll leave after lunch.

This feast should be in my honor, but no.

I had to find a sidekick with ambitions.

Oh, please.

Ahem. Dear Princess, put all your fears aside.

I shall personally lead the expedition

to determine what threat there may be to your kingdom.

You? But are you not just the sidekick?

An unfortunate and very temporary misunderstanding.

But Launchpad has promised me

that he will lead the expedition.

He is a hero, you know.

He is not, he is not, not, not, not, not!

I'm the brains of this team.

I am Darkwing... Duck.

What a whimsical fellow.

He certainly must keep your adventures amusing.

Oh, yeah. DW's a barrel of laughs.

Oh, boy, the Princess sure knows how to travel in style.

Hey, how's it goin' back there, sidekick?

Just ducky, hero.

We found the body of the last SHUSH agent just up ahead.

Oh, man.

How many agents do we have to exterminate

before them dweebs at SHUSH get the message?

Wai-ai-ait. Can it be?

Ha-ha! Ah, that looks like my fav-o-rite playmate,

the ol' Darkwing doofus himself.

Well... Ha-ha.

I'm gonna have to send them a little gift

from Steelbeak's welcome wagon.

A sandstorm! But where did it come from?

Great danger! We must take cover!

Launchpad!

Launchpad, come back here!

Whooooa!

Whoa! Good brakes.

OK, OK, you can ride with me.

I'm comin', DW!

I'm comin'!

Gotcha.

Whoa!

Whaaah!

There was nothing we could do, Princess.

Launchpad the great and mighty has been lost in the storm.

He was... trying to save his funny little friend.

Do not worry.

Launchpad will not fail our people.

True heroes can overcome any adversity,

and Launchpad is a true hero.

Well, hero, what do we do now?

What I always do when I'm lost -

find the nearest gas station.

There oughta be one around here...

uh, somewhere.

The pitiless sun pounds our parched panting protagonist,

but still Darkwing Duck presses forward,

hoping to put off the inescapable...

Ah, great chance to catch some rays, eh, DW?

Have you lost your mind?!

What are you so angry about? I'm usin' a sunscreen.

Don't you understand?

We're going to die,