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Goof Troop

Goof Troop (1992-93) was an animated TV series produced by Walt Disney Television Animation and featuring the (mis-)adventures and antics of Goofy, his son Max, Goofy's neighbor Pete and Pete's family (his wife Peg, son PJ, and daughter Pistol). The series ran for a total of 79 episodes.


And Baby Makes ThreeEdit

Max: You know, maybe we're targeting the wrong audience.
PJ: Eighty-five gallons of sweat later you tell me this?

Pistol: Dadd-ee? Don't wanna bug ya, jus' a small request, but... can I have a baby brother, please?
Pete: [distractedly] Sure, sure, candy, ice cream, baby brother, anything... soon as your mother gets home.

Axed By AdditionEdit

Max: It's not over yet! You've got twenty-three hours and fourteen minutes to do everything you ever wanted to do in your whole life!
PJ: Even the stuff I'd get killed for?
Max: What have you got to lose? PJ, you're dead meat anyway!

PJ: Max? Maybe we oughta try something tamer, like skydiving off the Trump Tower?
Max: Hey, when my best buddy's looking at life in prison with no parole, I'm not gonna let him miss his last chance to break his neck!

PJ: NO! NO! Don't operate! Okay, okay, I give, I give. I'M NOT REALLY SICK!!!
Max: [as a surgeon] Oh, yes, you aaaare!

Date With DestinyEdit

Gilda: Here's the bill for all of my time you've taken up.
Peg: [suspiciously] Bill? What bill?
Gilda: [shoves Pete out of his seat] Lady, let me tell you about your husband's sense of humor.

Everything's Coming Up Goofy ("Forever Goof", part 1)Edit

PJ: [examining the damage to Pete's boat] Whoa, those guys are dead meat! When Dad sees this, he's gonna blow a gut!
Pistol: [shaking her head] Nah-uh... Betcha this time it's his spleen!
PJ: Quarter?
Pistol: You're covered!
[Later, after Pete reacts to the damage to his boat, PJ knocks on Pistol's door and tosses her a quarter.]
PJ: You were right... spleen.
Pistol: Hiya, how you doing, nice to meet you, let me shake your hands while they're still attached to your arms!

From Air To EternityEdit

PJ: What about all those trophies on the "Wall of Petes", Dad?
Pete: [sobbing] The Wall of Petes is a big pile of... horse feathers!

Good Neighbor Goof ("Forever Goof", part 2)Edit

[Scene: Max and PJ are ready to crush cans Max's way.]
PJ: Are you sure this will work?
Max: I'd stake your life on it, dude!
[Later, after they execute Max's plan to crush the cans]
PJ: Okay, I lied to my parents once... oh, and I tore the head off my little sister's doll!
Max: PJ, why are you telling me all this?
PJ: In case we don't make it, I wanna go with a clear conscience, y'know?

[Max and PJ are in their rooms talking via tin-can telephone after their dads forbid them from seeing each other.]
Max: Get over here, PJ! We gotta talk!
PJ: No can do, dude! My dad's watching me... he's got all the exits covered!
Max: No sweat!
[Max yanks hard on his end of the phone. PJ, who is holding onto the other end, flies out his window and lands in Max's room.]
Max: Here, Peej, smash this muffin in my face!
PJ: [confused] Okay, but why?
Max: It's the only way we can be friends!
PJ: No, I... I can't do it, Max...
Max: You're gonna have to, PJ! It's our only hope! If you don't do this, we're gonna... [PJ smashes the muffin in Max's face] ... I think you're getting the hang of it.

Great Egg-SpectationsEdit

Max: PJ, red alert! Scramble!
PJ: Yo, Max! What is it?
Max: Peej, your dad's gonna pop Bubbles!
PJ: [gasps] Be right down!

Hot AirEdit

Pete: Pistol, what are you doing? Little bitsy girls can't fly!
Pistol: [giggling] Oh, don't be silly, Daddy... I'm not flying, I'm landing!
Pete: Landing? Oh, that's different... LANDING?!?!

Maximum InsecurityEdit

Pete: Stealing's wrong! It's against the law... and it's just plain bad manners! And if I caught anyone I know stealing, I'd scale and sand 'em myself. Understood?
[Max and PJ look at each other and gulp.]
PJ: Thanks, Dad!
Max: Thanks, Mr. P!
[The boys quickly exit as Pete wrestles with his new power tool.]
PJ: Aw, great! Leech is gonna kill us, the police are gonna arrest us, and my dad's gonna sand us!
Max: Look, we'll hide the bottle here for tonight. In the morning we'll think of something!
PJ: Like changing our names and putting ourselves up for adoption?!

Midnight Movie MadnessEdit

Max: I'm eleven-and-a-half! Nothing scares me!
PJ: Except math tests.
Max: [glaring at PJ] That's different, PJ...

O, R-V, I N-V UEdit

Max: Peej, on a scale of one to ten, how much does your dad usually like me?
PJ: Less than zero?

Slightly DinghyEdit

PJ: No way! Forget it, Max! You cannot talk me into this one!
Max: Aww, Peej! Fishing with your dad! What could be more fun?
PJ: Eating glass! You know what fishing with him is like? Not to mention when I turn green and toss three meals a day!

PJ: When are we gonna look for treasure?
Max: Soon as we ditch the dads! New plan...
PJ: Oh, I hate this!
Max: You'll love it! [singsong] You get to hit me!
PJ: [eagerly] Really?
Max: Yeah! But I get to hit you... first!
[Max hauls back and punches PJ across Pete's boat, then starts to sob.]
Max: Dad, PJ says Pete's a better fisherman than you!
Pete: Whaddaya mean lettin' your kid hit my kid just for tellin' the truth?

To Heir Is HumanEdit

Peg: The only thing wrong with that rotten pineapple rind is fishing fever!
PJ: [gasps] Is that when you break out in fish hooks and your limbs scale off?
Peg: It's when your bait can of a father tricks you into doing his job so he can take the day off fishing!
Max: Tricked us?
Goofy: What?
PJ: He wouldn't!
Peg: He could... he would... he did.
Goofy, Max, PJ: Waaah!
Peg: Now, now, now... fishing fever is a very stubborn disease, so I'm afraid the cure will have to be... drastic.

PJ: [in a surgical mask] No, no, no. Don't look now, your eyes can't take the daylights!
Pete: Hey, wait a minute. Stop! Let me go! [whimpers] I, I tell you the, the only thing wrong with me is my profit margin!
Peg: [in a surgical mask] Hmmmm! Hmmmm! Mmm-hmmm! A clear case of terminal lazy-ola, sestemic shark-itis, and a getup and bodokalema. Not a second to lose!

Wrecks, Lies & VideotapeEdit

Peg: I wouldn't luau with you if my hula hips depended on it!

You Camp Take It With YouEdit

Max: We're losing the trailer!
Goofy: Take the wheel, Max!
Max: But I'm only eleven-and-a-half years old!
Goofy: That's all right, Maxie... this car is old enough to drive itself!
[Goofy climbs out of, and over, the car to get to the trailer hitch.]
Max: [giggles] You need a license to do this?

CastEdit

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