Why do you always have to play dirty cards?
Game over, Ace Savvy and One-Eyed Jack!
Think again, Wild Card Willy.
I've got a few more cards up my sleeve.
[honking]
Alright girls, let's deal with these losers.
The High Card!
Eeh! Get them!
You take the baby, I'll take the Princess.
I am the queen.
The Queen of Diamonds!
Hey!
The Deuce.
[screaming]
Get ready to do the bad guy shuffle.
The Night Club!
No aces in this hole.
The Eight of Spades!
52 pick-up!
Strong Suit!
Or more precisely, six.
Make that seven.
Card Counter!
Hey, guys, check out my new outfit.
It's perfect for fall weather and springing into action.
Ugh, these belts are so nineties.
The Eleven of Hearts!
Wild Card's getting away!
Hey Willy, go fish!
The Royal Flush!
[screaming]
I see your bet and raise you.
[laughing]
The Joker!
Willy, why do you always have to play dirty cards?
Because that's the only way to clean up.
So I guess it's off to jail for me.
[music playing]
- Let's do this. - Roger that.
[screaming]
Ugh, did you know the kitty could actually shoot hair balls?
I thought it was all special effects.
[grunting]
Okay, Kitty, come and get it.
Oh, no! Surprise aerial attack!
Good thing I brought back up. Hiya!
- Really? That did nothing? - It messed up its fur a little.
He's armed with catnip. Hit the deck!
[beeping]
Clyde, up there.
[yelling]
Wait, it's just rope.
[yelling]
Take this!
Darn. I only had four chips left.
You mind throwing those back?
Go, go, go!
[panting]
Ah!
Oh, no, Clyde, I'm stuck.
Me too. What do we do now?
Help!
Ah!
Yo, fur ball, down here.
Kitty, meet your worst nightmare.
Huh?
The Full Deck!
- A little help, Eight of Spades? - Gladly, Strong Suit.
[yelling]
Throw.
I'll grab the boys.
Lincoln! Clyde!
Hiya!
Oh, you fur brains couldn't think of a better weapon than an abacus?
Ya!
Gross, hair balls. I thought it was Lana's job to deal with these.
Ooh. Save me one, would you?
Prepare to face the Royal Flush.
Oh, you're such a cute boy.
Why are you so feisty, huh? Do you need a hug?
Hey! No one donkey kicks Lana but me! Ya!
[music playing]
Give it up, Kitty. This ends now!
Oh, no! Litter cloud!
[coughing]
[screaming]
Kit-Kit, no, no!
- We've been saved by the Deuce! - Yay, Lily!
Ace, the crate!
Keep 'em coming, Lily.
[screaming]
Nice job, Jack.
Are you guys sure we have to crate him?
- I think he was just playing. - Lana!
- We heard fighting. - What is going on over here?
- Oh, you boys found the kitty! - You're heroes!
Oh, just like the real Ace and Jack.