Tom and Jerry's Giant Adventure Page #2

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Hey, that's the old lady

that lived in a shoe.

Hey, Peter.

Howdy, stranger.

Give my regards to the missus.

Whoa.

Excuse me, Miss Peep.

I mean, Miss Bo.

I mean, Miss Bo Peep.

Whoa!

Whoa!

- Somebody help!

- Hey, come back here!

Hey!

Oh!

Huh?

- Presenting the ruler of Fairyland...

- Presenting the ruler of Fairyland...

-...Old King Cole.

-...Old King Cole.

I'm a merry old soul.

And a merry old soul is me.

Greetings, Mother Hubbard.

Mwah.

And hello, Miss Peep.

You are looking lovely today.

Pies! Fresh Pies! Get them piping hot!

Look, Simple Simon met a pie man...

...going to the fair.

Said Simple Simon to the pie man...

Let me taste your ware.

Ha, ha. And what kind of ware

would that be, chum?

Hardware?

Ow!

Werewolf? Grr.

Hey, I got it. Underwear.

Now, look,

I only wanted one little wedge of pie.

One Wedgie, coming up.

Whoa, whoa!

Another satisfied customer.

Ooh. Fresh victims.

Uh, I mean, hungry strangers.

Hot apple pie?

A steal at only 900 gold pieces.

Huh?

Now, now, that's not very neighborly.

Feed our guests.

But, sire, the moola ain't for me.

You know my overhead is ginormous.

What's that?

My overhead.

Matter of fact, he's over everyone's head.

Run! Scram! Vamoose!

Pies!

Closeout sale! Pies!

Fee-fi-fo-fum,

bring out your gold because here I come.

And a happy fee-fi to you,

Mr. Ginormous, sir.

Well, Your Highness?

What insanely valuable tribute

are you going to pay to me today?

Diamonds? Emeralds?

Oh, royal treasurer.

Uh, we got something extra special

for you today, Mr. G.

A whole cart full of big...

- Yes?

-"mound".

- Yes?

-...golden...

Yes? Yes?

---pumpkins.

It's the first pick of the season.

Ripe and sweet and-- Aah!

Now, get this.

I don't eat pumpkins.

I eat peasants

who bring me pumpkins.

But, Mr. Ginormous, sir,

we've already given you all our valuables.

It's true.

All we have left are pumpkins.

Nice view.

Listen, Kingie...

...if you wanna keep your subjects happy,

you gotta start with the biggest one.

So pay attention, deadpan.

Let me show you how it's done.

Now, I'm a giant wonder

Who lives to loot and plunder

I turn on my schnozzola

And money, up she rolls-a

I grossly gross your income

When I growl "fee-fi-fo-fum"

When it comes to being bad

I'm Ginormous

You hide your dimes and nickels

Silver gives my nose the tickles

I'll take all your treasure

Trust me, it's my pleasure

A piggy bank tormentor

Fairyland's one-percenter

When it comes to big and greedy

I'm Ginormous

Any of this sinking in?

He plucked the tuffet from Miss Muffet

In his pocket he did stuff it

When he needed a new slipper

Out went every nipper

He stole bones from Mother Hubbard

Shut us doggies in the cupboard

When it comes to big and nasty

He's disgustipating, son.

Oh, that awful giant's back.

- Stop it.

- What's up, Red? Looking good.

I order you to leave these people alone.

Oh, you got it all wrong, sweets.

They're happy

to share their goodies with me, right?

Happy- Happy-

Ginormous, here's your wake-up call

You're headed for a great big fall

So says the ancient prophecy

A hero will rise to set us free

Fine with me, Red, bring him on

One swat from me and, bam, he's gone

When it comes to big and brutal

I'm Ginormous

So now you've got the breakdown

From the master of the shakedown

Pinching pennies from the needy

Being crass and cruel and greedy

Gross and crude and seedy

Not to mention rude and vile

I'm a rotten, evil deed-y

Cash me out. I'm coming home.

When it comes to being bad

I'm Ginormous, baby

Bye-bye.

Are you okay?

I think so. Thank you, strangers.

I'm the town's protector

and resident good fairy.

Though lately I haven't been doing

a very good job.

Can't you just zap that big bully?

I could,

if Ginormous hadn't stolen my magic harp.

What little power I have left...

...isn't enough to stop him.

There's gotta be a way

to get your harp back.

Oh, it won't be easy.

Hermione.

- Farmer O'Dell?

- Actually, I'm the Farmer in the Dell.

Like in the nursery rhyme?

I live here too.

Ginormous has been making life hard on us

for a long time.

Besides the Red Fairy's magic harp,

he stole my king-sized golden goose.

All the townsfolk's valuables.

Our entire life savings.

In bones, that is.

And he still shows up every day

to pick us clean.

An ancient prophecy said...

...that a giant would one day menace

Fairyland...

...and that a great hero named Jack

would appear to defeat him.

Hey, that's the old story

of "Jack and the Beanstalk."

It may be an old story to you, chum,

but it's breaking news to us.

Wait. You mean I'm the Jack

destined to fight the giant?

- Jack?

- Jack?

- Jack?

- He's here.

- Jack?

- Jack?

- Jack?

- He's the one?

- Jack?

- Jack?

Yes, Jack.

You and your brave friends.

Look, guys, I'm just a kid

from a run-down amusement park.

You need, I don't know,

someone bigger, stronger.

You need a hero.

What we need

is someone who believes in himself.

Well, in that case, I believe we can try.

We can't go inside, Jack.

The giant knows us all by smell.

We have an inside man ready to help.

You won't be going in alone, kid.

Tex sent me.

Don't be scared, Tom.

You'll like Tuffy.

He's a mouse, like Jerry.

Ah. Hello there, little, tiny kitty cat.

Shh. Hush, now.

We don't want the giant to hear.

Tuffy, these brave heroes are helping us

get my magic harp back.

Would you guide them

to the treasure room?

Would I? It's about time

someone took old Gi-nasty down a peg.

We'll never see those chumps again.

What are you doing here?

We thought we'd spare you the trip

into town tomorrow.

So you brought my tribute

a day early, huh?

But where's the loot?

Well...

Since the villagers

don't have any valuables left...

...they thought they'd bring their...

Their, uh, talents.

Our whatsits?

Talents.

Hey, must've got that mouse.

Hey, big guy, here's the deal.

They're offering to put on a show.

For your dining pleasure.

And there's no cover charge.

Okay, if I like your acts, you live.

If not, I'll grind your bones

to make my bread.

Hmm.

Running fast again.

This show better be good.

Start the show.

A recitation by the Farmer in the Dell.

Well, it's been a quiet week in Fairyland,

my hometown.

Just off the beanstalk

at the edge of the clouds.

This time of year,

there's lots of frost on the pumpkin.

Cinderella's been having a hard time...

...scraping the ice off her coach.

This cold weather's been wreaking havoc

on Old Mother Hubbard.

Old Woman in the Shoe

is having to lace it up tight.

Of course, the three pigs are laying in

extra firewood for winter.

Once it turns cold,

those hungry wolves...

...just keep on dropping

down the chimney.

Next.

Screwy, you're on.

Wait, I have no talent.

I'm Screwy, the pie man

And you won't believe your eyes

When you see how much glee

A squirrel can make with pies

Mm. Tasty.

Thirty-six, right.

Whoa. Whoa.

Thirty-six, right.

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