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Jellystone Park.

One of the nation's oldest and most beautiful stretches of wilderness.

For years, families have headed out from the busy city...

eager to enjoy a little camping, fishing

and, of course, observing the park's natural wildlife.

Boo Boo, I think it's time

I introduced myself to that pic-a-nic basket.

You know, Yogi, we could just hunt for food.

All the other animals do.

Boo Boo, a pic-a-nic basket has everything a bear needs.

And I'm not just talking about the treats

and snack-type goodies. No.

A pic-a-nic basket holds a lot more than that.

It holds... dreams.

- What are we looking at? - I don't know.

Hook me in.

You sure it'll work, Yogi?

Well, you know, Boo Boo, I'm smarter than the average bear!

All right!

Ranger Smith!

Sorry about that.

We got a 4-23 in Redwood Valley, sir.

- A what? - A bear disturbance.

- I think it's probably... - I know who it is.

Why didn't you just say "bear disturbance"?

Well, I....

Uh, well, it sounds cooler.

I mean, we're park rangers, sir. You know,

"To protect and preserve."

Did you just make that motto up?

Yeah, I did. Do you like it?

Ranger Jones, you know that,

well, being a park ranger, it's not about mottos.

It's about keeping the park safe.

That's where the glory is. Protecting all of this.

Yeah, I know. Besides, that motto was still in the testing phase.

It's not like I... made T-shirts or anything.

Heh, no, of course not.

Okay, I'm gonna deal with that 4-23.

Okay, copy that, sir.

Um, I'm actually gonna hop in the Armadillo,

make some rounds.

Jones, you know that the Armadillo is for head ranger use only.

I might need it at any moment

to deal with... a park emergency.

Why don't you finish stacking those trail maps?

Yeah, sure. Okay.

Yeah, cause that's what future head rangers do, they stack maps.

Oh, boy, oh, boy, oh, boy!

Our days of getting banged up to grab a meal are over, Boo Boo.

From now on, the pic-a-nic baskets

are going to fall into our arms.

Soldering iron.

- Here you go. -Thank you.

Okay. That should do it. Test rock.

Okay, Yogi.

Weight sensor triggered. Basket in position.

Launch spring starts coiling.

Firing pin drops. And....

Bull's-eye!

I'm so smart it hurts!

Uh, you're standing on the soldering iron.

Or it's that.

Hot, hot, hot! Hot, hot!

There's the test rock.

Now we just wait here for a pic-a-nic basket

to fall into our arms.

Are you sure about this, Yogi?

People seem to get pretty mad when you...

A genius never questions his instincts, Boo Boo.

When you have a mind like mine...

you can't blink or you'll put a kink in your think.

Oh, boy, oh, boy, oh, boy.

We've got our first customers.

And they have pie!

I wonder what kind it is.

Yogi, are you out here?

- It's Mr. Ranger. - Aah!

Get rid of the test rock.

Destroy the evidence. I was never here.

Look... Ow!

Hello, Mr. Ranger, sir.

Did you just...?

Did you guys...? Did you...? Oh, never mind.

Look, Yogi, there was a complaint

about a bear interfering with a family picnic.

I see. And you'd like us to mount some sort of investigation?

No, I think it was you.

What?! How can you even think that? Are you feverish?

Let me press my lips against your forehead.

Wait! You're not... not pressing your lips against my forehead.

Hey, it's a lot better than the way they take my temperature.

No, look, Yogi, we've been over this many times.

Bears are supposed to avoid people, not run around stealing their food.

I agree, sir.

That's why my friend Boo Boo and I would never think

of disturbing a family's pic-a-nic.

Huh. It missed.

Good day, Mr. Ranger, sir.

We'll keep our eyes peeled.

I wonder if he noticed the pie.

Ra... Smith. You have a vis... Over.

I didn't understand a word of that, Jones.

Sorry. Some lady's here to see you.

Send her in.

- Okay. I'll be in the Armadillo. - Or you could be....

- Map stacking? - Map stacking.

- Ranger Smith? - Yes.

- Hello. I'm Rachel Johnson. - Hi.

I was hoping to talk to you about filming a documentary here.

Sure. I can handle you for that. Handle that for you.

Sorry. My work isn't... My brain isn't working right.

I must have inhaled some jimsonweed.

Oh.

Datura stramonium. It's known to cause delirium,

- cramping and nausea. - Cramping and nausea.

You've read "The North American Wilderness Guide".

Yeah, I like to... highlight all the plants and animals I see.

- I like to... Me too. - Ha, ha! Yeah.

Ranger Smith. At your service.

So, you-you wanna film a documentary in Jellystone?

Yes. I sent you a letter about a month ago.

- Written on a piece of bark. - That was you!

Yes. I'm sorry about that.

I was in Sumatra, living among the orangutans at the time

and... they get very nervous

if they spot anything from the modern world.

Really? Wow, that's amazing.

Then what did you use for ink?

Bird poop and spit.

Impressive. So, what are you here to film?

Oh, I was hoping to shoot a local species.

Something to really capture the beauty of a national park.

That's terrific. What animal were you thinking?

I heard you had an unusual brown bear.

- Brown bear? - Yes.

One that talks? Those are so rare.

- None that I can think of. - Named Yogi? Wears a hat and a tie?

No, that doesn't ring a bell.

I think he's standing on the roof, trying to steal your lunchbox.

I smell PB and J.

I'm all done.

Oh, right. That Yogi.

Bankrupt? No, no, no. We're a city. Cities don't go bankrupt.

They do when they're broke, sir.

Well, I guess we're just gonna have to find some money somewhere.

Right? Because I'm about to run for governor.

How am I gonna do that when my own city is going bankrupt?

O-kay, yes. Thank you.

- Here's the invoice, Mr. Mayor. - Yikes! Wow. Ha.

I'm gonna pretend I didn't see that.

Just bill it to the city, okay? Thank you.

How did we ever go so broke?

- I think we just spent too much. - Hmm. Is there anything we can sell?

You already sold the public golf course to condo developers...

two of the three fire stations to that frozen yogurt company...

And you were selling the library, but it burned down.

Oh, yeah. That was gonna be one of those make-your-own-doughnut places.

- No. - Yeah.

If you can dream it up, you can make it.

Ah. Love those places.

Ohh... We gotta think of something here.

Well, if we don't have anything to sell,

maybe we can profit off what we can't sell.

I don't understand those words.

Like when we sold the bottling rights to the water in Lake Beuclair.

- Oh... We made a fortune ou of that. - Yeah.

And Sinkhole Beuclair is a great place to throw old mattresses.

- Oh, yeah. - Hmm.

We just don't have any more resources to exploit.

Or do we?...

Jellystone.

If we rezone Jellystone Park as agricultural land,

we can sell the logging rights. Here.

This company says they'll give us thousands of dollars an acre

just to... cut down the trees or something.

That'll be enough to balance the budget

and give each citizen a big fat check.

You have any idea how many votes that'll buy me?

- Enough to be the next governor? - Exactly.

You're fine, Yogi. It's just a few scrapes and bruises.

I don't know, Mr. Ranger. I'm pretty sure I heard my spine snap.

Well, you wouldn't be able to stand.

And... you wouldn't be able to eat.

I'm okay!

Yogi, Boo Boo, I would like to introduce you to Rachel Johnson

who's here to make a nature documentary.

- What the heck was that? - I was... saying hello.

I lived in a den with brown bears for six months.

Only bear I've ever lived with is Boo Boo.

And he only makes that sound after he's eaten baked beans.

I have problems with baked beans.

And for a little bear, he makes a lot of stink.

Okay, I have some fantastic river otters you can film instead.

I could probably get a hat and tie on the slow one.

No, you know, I really, really like these two.

- Would you guys mind if I shoot you? - Huh?

Yogi, I think she meant with a camera.

Yes. Of course with a camera.

Heh-heh-heh. I knew that.

But not just any camera.

This isn't gonna make me look fat, is it?

No, you are gonna look great.

Okay, just a few more adjustments.

Please, excuse the pre-tied bow tie.

My mornings are often rushed.

It's fine, Boo Boo.

This is going to be a whole new perspective for a documentary.

The Boo Boo cam will capture

the true wilderness in all its natural glory.

No other human in sight.

That sounds like my apartment.

Ub, you know, because I live... I live alone.

Well, plenty of women have tried to change that.

It's just I haven't found one that...

- Likes you? - Yeah... What? No. No, that...

Will return your calls?

Can you stop helping, please?

Sir, I can see you like this lady.

But your courting rituals need work.

What you need to do is follow her around

for two days, making snorting sounds.

Then fight any male that looks at her.

And then, of course, urinate on her to mark her as your territory.

Works every time.

I got it under control, Yogi.

- Boo Boo, you're rolling. - Cool.

Yogi Bear, a brown bear

commonly found in North America and Alaska.

Weighing up to 1,800 pounds,

brown bears are also the national animal of Finland.

Boo Boo, I don't think you have to narrate.

But I liked where you were going with it, Boo Boo.

- I was hooked. - Really?

Yes. Now try to film from flattering angles,

if you know what I mean.

Pic-a-nic baskets may be delicious on the lips,

but they're a lifetime on the hips.

Oh, no.

Ranger Smith! Ranger Smith. The mayor's here.

What's he doing here?

Why didn't he give us more warning? I have to secure the area.

All units, lock down the park. Repeat, lock down the park.

Jones, you know I'm the only other ranger here, right?

Yeah.

- Ranger Smith, we need to talk. - You could've just called.

Oh, yeah, but I thought this would be more friendly.

I'm really working on my people skills.

Anyway, I am closing your park down.

- Okay. - What?

Oh, yeah, this place just costs the city way too much money.

Jellystone hasn't made its operating budget in 10 years.

Actually... You know, it's-it's hard

to compete with all those amusement parks...

Oh, hey, you're not kiddin'.

Oh, have you guys been to Lincoln Log Land yet?

Oh, man, they have got a roller coaster there,

it's made completely out of logs.

It's just like they rode in the pioneer days. It's unbelievable.

Sir, Jellystone is special. Okay? It-it's turning 100 years old this very year.

Why, it's a landmark. I would never let it be closed down.

Well, uh, you actually don't have a choice.

Have you read the... city by-laws lately?

Chapter 6. Section 73.

"Any municipal property that can't generate enough money

"to cover its operating budget

"can be rezoned for other uses."

And since Jellystone loses money every year... we're shutting it down.

Uh, sorry?

- I thought that went well. - Yeah.

Just a second, Mr. Mayor.

Who says we can't cover our operating budget?

Park doesn't report its earnings till next quarter.

Yeah, which is like one week away.

Come on, Smith. You gotta be 20,000 dollars in the hole.

We wish. Yeah. Try 30,562.

That's probably a couple hundred extra for the map stand.

I think it's confession time.

- I only pretended to fix it. - Thanks, Jones.

Sounds like you're in pretty deep there, Smith.

Maybe we are, Mr. Mayor.

But this park is one of the last few places

families can go to be close to nature.

And the world needs that.

Well, I'm not mayor of the world.

I'm mayor of this city.

And this city needs this park rezoned.

I'm sorry.

Oh... I feel awful about it.

Even though I look really good.

This is a... new suit.

So... okay.

Maybe we don't have our operating budget today. But you know what?

A lot can happen in a week.

Well, all right. Have it your way, Smith. Take a week.

Hey, you know what? I'll even get you started.

What's the admission fee for one car again?

Four dollars.

Four dollars, huh? Four whole dollars?

Well, that changes everything. Oh, my goodness.

Well, I only need to come back in here

like, uh, what, 10,000 more times?

In a week! Do I have time for that?

- Impossible. - Oh, shoot!

You hungry, buddy?

Of course! I'm always hungry.

I was talking to my pet turtle.

Here you go.

That better not be my beefjerky.

So, what's the big deal, Yogi?

This is the big deal, Boo Boo.

It's my masterpiece.

The Basket-Nabber 2000.

The most advanced

pic-a-nic basket-stealing technology ever invented.

Wow.

Climb aboard.

This glider can steer...

dive, shoot rubber bands at pesky-type birds...

and even has an air bag.

- Had an air bag. - Sorry, Yogi.

Not to worry, Boo Boo. We could cushion our landing

with all the pic-a-nic baskets we swipe.

Now, how's that copilot seat feel?

A little wobbly, like it's not tied on very tight.

Eh, you won't feel that in the air.

Get ready to fly faster than the speed of sandwich, Boo Boo.

We're gonna break the pic-a-nic barrier.

- Yogi! - Uh-oh.

That's not his happy voice.

Don't move. I'm switching the glider into stealth mode.

Stealth mode?

Wow. How are you able to...?

Oh.

Ah, Mr. Ranger, sir. Welcome.

Can I interest you in a sody pop?

There you go.

When did you steal our vending machine?

I, um... I'm repairing it, sir.

This machine gives its sodas away for free when a bear kicks it.

Look, a camper has reported some missing fishing poles,

so... I'm gonna go out on a limb here and say it was you.

Fishing poles? Sir, I'm a bear.

If I wanted to catch fish, I would just use my....

Your paws, Yogi.

Isn't that kind of unsanitary?

What's that?

- What's what? - That thing.

- What thing? - The thing under the blanket.

- Blanket? - The object right behind you.

Oh. Oh, that.

A sculpture.

I'm sculpting now. Mostly landscapes.

And where's Boo Boo?

- France. - What?

- That's... not close by, is it? - No.

Then he's in the bathroom.

- Excuse me. - Wait, wait, wait!

Hey, this isn't the bathroom.

I'm telling you, Mr. Ranger, it's-it's not for stealing pic-a-nic baskets.

It says "Basket-Nabber 2000" right here, Yogi.

I do regret calling it that now.

I know I'm always saying "Stay away from the campers".

This is different. Jellystone is in real trouble.

If I don't raise 30,000 dollars in a week, this park's getting rezoned.

Rezoned? What does that mean?

It means the park won't be a park anymore.

The city will use this land for something else.

So we have got to do everything we can to help save it.

Which means you have gotta stop stealing food

so that campers will leave here happy.

But they do leave here happy.

Getting your food stolen by Yogi Bear is special.

People come here for that.

It's like catching a foul ball at a baseball game.

Nope. It's like getting your food stolen at a baseball game.

Come on, Yogi.

Would it really be so hard to be a regular bear?

You know, to forage for food, to walk around on all fours...

to hibernate a little, or... or a lot.

If nature had meant for me to be a regular bear...

it wouldn't have given me such a good thought-cooker, sir.

I can't help it if my melon is full of smart juice.

Yo-Yogi, your melon is hurting this park.

There are repercussions to stealing people's picnic baskets.

Not in my experience, sir.

On the other hand...

Ranger Smith, mind if I borrow the 'dilla?

It's an emergency.

Somebody parked without displaying the parking decals.

Jones, I would really prefer it if you focused

on just maintaining the park instead.

Why don't you just let me deal with the park visitors

until you've had a little bit more experience. Okay?

Sorry, sir. Guess that's just the Eagle Scout in me, you know?

Always wanting to be in control, be a leader...

Live up to this... fanny pack full of merit badges...

Uh, Jones, you know that fanny pack is for first aid supplies, right?

A merit badge in first aid is the only supply I need, sir.

Right, but it might not be the only supply a hurt person needs.

You seen Rachel?

Yeah, I saw her.

She was heading up to Lookout Mountain.

She can't be far. I'll drive. Let's roll.

Jones.

The sprawling beauty of Jellystone Park.

A timeless stretch of wilderness untouched by man.

Oh.

Ranger Smith.

Wow, heh.

What's... with the fancy outfit?

Dress greens. I always wear the dress greens in the evening.

You know, in case there's, you know...

I don't... I don't know how to talk to girls.

Oh.

Why do you think I spend so much time with the animals?

All you have to do is scratch their backside

and you've got a friend for life.

Hey, you try that with people

and all of a sudden you're the weird girl on the bus

nobody wants to sit next to.

Um, uh, listen. I was wondering, If, uh, you know, if you were...

I mean, it's getting late and we could, uh... Hey, if you want.

I mean, it's not that... You don't... It's...

You know, it's not a worry. Don't worry.

Did you just ask me to dinner?

Yes. I did. Heh.

- Good, you got that, huh? - Yes.

Yeah, I just thought, well, it's getting late and, uh...

I happen to know this great place.

- Very gourmet. - Really? Where?

So close you won't believe it.

Wow, how did you ever find this place?

This is a four-star porch.

And fresh from the hot plate, I give you...

- rack of Spam. - Oh.

Wow.

May-maybe "gourmet" was a bit of a stretch.

No, it actually looks wonderful.

Great.

You know, this really is a peaceful place.

It's something, isn't it? I pretty much grew up right here.

My... father was a ranger when I was a kid

and he... he turned this park

into the number one tourist destination in the state.

I mean, it was a park, you know?

Like families, they... they came by the hundreds,

swam in the streams, and hiked in the trails. It was really something.

This is really good.

Anyway, I don't know. Maybe it's my fault, you know.

I-I just spent so many years learning everything I could

about the park, so I could be a better ranger. Right?

But, maybe instead, I should have been comin' up

with a gimmick to... get people to come here.

You know, change the name to Extreme Jellystone.

I think that it's perfect just the way it is.

You do?

You're right.

You're absolutely right.

There's no better place on earth than right here.

- Hey, Mr. Ranger. - Except a place without him.

Evening, Mr. Ranger, sir.

Madame Moviemaker Lady.

And yes, I'm using the fancy tense to show you the utmost respect.

Hi.

What do you want, Yogi?

Well, I was thinking about the park's prickly predicament...

and I would like to do my part to help.

This is all the money I have saved. Almost 100 dollars.

I was going to use it on myself, but I'd rather donate it to Jellystone.

Well, thank you, Yogi. That's...

That is very sweet.

- Where does a bear get money from? - That brown box by the parking lot.

The park donation box.

Yep. But I want you to have it.

Consider it a gift to Jellystone.

That won't be hard. Look, guys, I appreciate the effort.

But what this park needs is visitors - and lots of 'em.

Well, I can help you there, sir.

Just make me a headliner. I will rock this place.

- Kick it, Boo Boo. - Kicking it.

No. That's not gonna work either, Yogi.

You're right. We need something flashier than music. Not a problem.

I've got this water-skiing routine

that will change the face of entertainment.

It's got a little of everything. Music, stunts, magic...

- And I jump over Boo Boo at the end. - No, you don't.

- I wanna try it. - I don't care.

Guys, I hate to interrupt, but you're not going to water-ski,

or... dance or do anything that might disturb the campers, okay?

Well, if what you really want to do is help save this park,

you will lay low, you will stay away from people.

Do you think you can do that for me?

You have my word, Mr. Ranger.

I will be seen, but not heard.

- Or seen. - Fine.

Huh?

Are you guys done with that spam?

- Get outta here. - Okay. Sheesh!

Hey.

- What's this? - Season's pass applications.

Unfortunately, not a lot of takers on those.

Fifty bucks for an entire year? Including camping fees? That's a bargain.

It would be if this park were actually

a place people wanted to visit throughout the year.

Maybe Yogi was on to something.

You said the park was turning 100, right?

Right.

Well, a big event could really pull people in.

Yeah, you're right.

We... we could have, like, a moss collection day

or a big squirrel chase.

- Or.... - Fireworks.

Yes. Exactly. Why didn't I think of that?

We could host a big centennial festival. People always show up for fireworks.

Yeah. And if even half of the people bought these season passes,

the park were making enough money to stay open.

Right. Let's get the word out.

I think I can help with that.

That is great.

- H-how did we pay for it? - Oh, we didn't.

It was some fast-food restaurant,

but I rearranged the letters right before the plane took off.

You're very... cool, Rachel Johnson.

You're pretty cool yourself.

Yes, I do have my own kind of natural swagger.

Jellystone National Park, 100th year anniversary. There'll be fireworks.

Just stay calm, Jones.

Yes, you should be patrolling in the Armadillo right now,

making park-impacting decisions, but...

- Hey, 100th year anniversary. - Thanks.

But you're not there yet. You still have to follow orders.

Even if those orders make you look like a giant... Cheez-It.

Mr. Mayor!

Hi, Mr. Mayor.

Why is it only going halfway down again?

Doesn't make any... No!

Oh, okay. All right. So, is it

a double tap or do I have to press it to ho...?

- Oh, dang it! - I got it, sir.

Yeah. That's exactly what I did.

Let me see one of those fliers.

"Come celebrate Jellystone's 100th anniversary

with fireworks and fun."

"And receive 10 off a season pass"?

He's gonna try to make the budget selling season passes.

Yeah, ugh. It's not a very good idea, in my opinion.

But... nobody consulted me, cause my job

is just to maintain the park,

which is... basically poking trash with a stick.

Yeah. Yeah, why is a guy with your talent

doing this insulting grunt work?

You should be running a park.

Yeah, but Ranger Smith says I have to pay my dues.

- What, excuse me? - What?

He has to pay his dues?

Nobody pays dues anymore.

You gotta be in charge now while you still know everything.

- That's what I've been saying. - Yeah.

Buddy, if it was up to me, you would be

the head ranger of Jellystone already.

- You'd put me in charge? - In a second. Yes.

You know, if this, uh... centennial festival didn't work out,

I probably could relocate Smith.

You know, uh, maybe you could help me with that.

Make sure it doesn't succeed?

Wait, you mean, like, sabotage it?

No. Oh, no, no, no. No. No, I want you to be head ranger.

It just so happens that the only way to do that

is to bring down this festival.

But, whatever. You can spend the rest of your life

as second-in-command if you like. That's fine.

It's a perfectly valid life choice.

Well, you just think about it and give me a call, okay?

Here's my card.

So long.

Hey. Now, why is it doing that?

No. Boy Scouts are loyal, thrifty, kind....

Hey, you're back.

Hey, thanks for getting those fliers out.

Let me tell you, this festival is gonna be huge.

Hey, Ranger Smith, how long do you think

until I reach head ranger status?

Oh, no time at all. I did it in 12 short years.

Ha-ha, okay. Are you serious?

Just be patient, Jones. It'll be here before you know it.

This festival's gonna be great!

I can't wait 12 years.

Seasons pass order forms. Seasons pass order forms. Thank you.

Season's pass order forms, 10 dollars off today. Ah, enjoy.

I can't take it, Boo Boo.

Two days without a tasty treat to eat?

And I have to sit up here

while they're having a "happy birthday, Jellystone" party?

And they have doughnuts.

Doughnuts!

Yogi, what are you doing?

- Yogi! - I'm going.

Hey.

Wait. Don't do it, Yogi.

You promised Mr. Ranger.

You're right. I'm losing control, Boo Boo.

I don't know who's steering the ship.

Here.

I want you to handcuff me to this tree

and not unlock it no matter what I say.

Okay, Yogi.

- Okay, unlock me. - Huh?

It was a bad idea. Unlock me.

Unlock me!

Okay. Here you go.

Folks, I hate to say this, but there are no spots left. Um...

Forecast called for thunderstorms.

Uh, severe lightning. I fear for your young ones.

Uh, we're out of fireworks, I'm afraid. It's just sparklers left.

Oh, no.

Mr. Mayor, you look nice. Your napkin matches your tie.

I don't need you to kiss up to me, Jones. I got this guy for that.

That's a good point, sir.

I thought you were gonna handle this situation,

and yet there are quite a few people here, aren't there?

Sir, I tried. All last night I spent taking down fliers...

I blocked the entrance with a vehicle so as to back up traffic.

I even hung up "rabid squirrel" signs everywhere.

Those were hand-drawn.

Nothing is working.

Well, you need to think of something, don't you?

Or maybe you're just not head ranger material.

Mr. Mayor. Mayor's yes man.

So... glad you could join us.

I saved you a nice little spot next to the porta-potties.

Oh, well, thank you. Well, that's very thoughtful.

You know, I'm just so glad that these festivities are going so well, Smith.

I just hope nothing goes wrong.

We are gonna pull this off, Jonesy.

I've literally seen hundreds of people

filling out season's pass order forms.

The weather's great. The fireworks, ready to go.

Even Yogi's staying out of the way.

Yogi.

Well. Hey, guys. Sorry, just wandering around,

bored out of my mind.

Bored? But the 100th anniversary extravaganza's going on.

Yeah, more like 100th anniversary lame-aganza.

You know, because it's so lame.

People see fireworks every day in the city.

They came here because they thought they'd see something different.

I knew it.

I should be out there doing my water-ski routine.

I'm a shining star and Ranger Smith is holding me back.

I don't know, Yogi.

Mr. Ranger is usually right about these things.

Yeah, Boo Boo, Ranger Smith is in denial.

I mean, he's lost it, you know?

I saw him a couple days ago. He was filling his pockets with dirt.

He said he's gonna start moving the park

to his apartment piece by piece.

- How big is his apartment? - There's still time.

I won't be able to do the half-hour artistic program...

but that was more for me anyway.

These people need the razzle-dazzle.

I don't think we've practiced the razzle-dazzle.

You're not supposed to, Boo Boo. That's where it gets the razzle.

Yogi, I really don't think we should...

Boo Boo, you've tried to stop my brilliant ideas

with common sense a thousand times.

- Has it ever worked? - No.

Then... let's go, go, go.

What does that taste like? Unemployment?

- I'm sorry. - Yeah.

Thanks again for helping with the fireworks.

I don't know where Ranger Jones disappeared to.

My pleasure.

You know, um, Rachel, I've been wanting to tell you...

- well, how much I... - Ranger Smith...

No, please, let me get through this. I'm not very good with words.

But... I have never felt so...

gushy.

- You know? - Ranger...

You know what I did? I went and wrote a song... about you.

It's like this:

Oh, no.

...saw you at the station

Had a heart palpitation

My sickness was love And you're the medication

Rachel

- Rachel - The microphone is on.

And it comes around again

Rachel, Rachel, Rachel

The microphone is on.

Yes, the mic...

Hi. Hello...

and... welcome to the 100th anniversary of Jellystone!

Thank you. It is so wonderful to see so many people here today.

Um, and I've noticed many of you filling out

your season's pass order forms.

We're more than happy to collect those after the fireworks.

But first, please, sit back, get comfortable...

and enjoy the show!

- Terrific. - Mr. Mayor?

That's not the right music.

I'll take it from here, Mr. Ranger!

Oh, no.

- Full speed ahead, Boo Boo. - Okay.

- Not bad, eh, Boo Boo? - Looking good, Yogi.

- This cannot be happening. - Oh, it's happening.

Hello, Jellystone!

No, don't encourage him!

They love me. I can do no wrong.

Watch this.

All right, Boo Boo! Turn up the heat!

Phase two, go.

I'm an unstoppable water-skiing machine.

Ta-da!

Oh, wait. There's more.

How about if I heat things up?

- Yogi! - Yogi, your cape!

I know. It is magnificent.

And on fire.

Huh? Fire!

- Turn the boat! - Huh?

- Turn, Boo Boo! - Hang on, Yogi!

Too much razzle!

- Nice one. - Thanks.

Jump!

Let's go.

Out of my way!

This could not have gone more perfectly.

Hey, you got a little, uh....

Never mind. Let's go.

Mr. Ranger, I... I... I thought...

Yogi, that's the problem. All the thinking.

Hey, you know what would be great? If you didn't think.

If you could just be... a regular bear.

You know, sitting in the woods, minding his own business.

But... no, you're different. You're smart.

And you'd rather spend your days being selfish and destructive...

while everyone else pays the price.

But... I guess it wasn't enough screwing up my life.

No, this time you had to go and bring down this entire park.

So, tell me, Yogi...

how smart are you now?

Hey, there! That was quite a show you put on yesterday.

I can't wait to see what you do with this.

That's your new assignment.

Evergreen Park. Oh, I think you're just going to find it delightful.

Oh, and, uh, Ranger Jones is gonna be taking over here.

Ranger Jones?

Well, I have got a press conference to plan.

You see, it turns out... I've saved the city.

Don't forget to vote, my friend. Brown for governor!

He's not gonna vote for me, is he?

Uh, no.

You did everything you could.

Doesn't matter.

This park needed a ranger who could make it popular again.

I'm just some guy who knows how old every tree is.

Fat lot of good that did Jellystone.

Face it. You and I are just two people

who care about things that nobody else does

and... that's why we're alone.

Or maybe that's why we found each other.

Did you ever... think of that?

Rachel, you and this park have one thing in common.

You both deserve a better man than me.

I can't believe he's really gone.

Yogi, are you okay?

I'm done being special, Boo Boo.

Ranger Smith was right.

My whole life, I've been different.

But it's done nothing but hurt people.

The world would be better off if I was only as smart as the average bear.

Yogi, what are you doing?

I'm leaving, Boo Boo.

I am going to forage for food in the wild.

Huh?

Might even catch some fish. With my paws.

I'm just gonna grab a little something for the road.

Some chips and soda. And this. Peach pie.

- Any more of that casserole? - Top shelf.

I'll be out there. Fending for myself.

Foraging for food... in the wild.

Goodbye, horsepower limiter. There's a new head ranger in town.

Let's see what you got.

Perfect.

I'm sorry, Ranger Smith.

No more food. No more pic-a-nickers.

How could this get any worse?

Oh.

Ah, Evergreen Park. Yes, it is simply delightful.

- Come on. - I've got it, sir.

This is unbelievable.

Ah, Evergreen Park. Lovely, isn't it?

This isn't a... park. I can barely breathe in here.

Look at these trees. They're all plastic.

Oh, no, they're real. It's just years of smog and pollution

have left a plastic-like coating on them.

You think people are gonna be happy

you're closing the most beautiful park in the state?

Well, they will be when they find out it's making the city rich

and giving each citizen a check for 1,000 dollars.

How is that even possible?

Oh, well, it turns out that there has been some agricultural interest in the park.

And it's a lot more profitable

than people in station wagons making s'mores.

Have a good day... Ranger Smith.

I hate this car. I hate it.

Yeah!

Oh, hey, there he is.

Whoa, hey, Mr. Mayor!

I, uh....

Just finishing some... stamping.

You are doing great, Jones.

I knew you were the guy for this job.

Hey, quick thing. You're probably gonna notice

some giant trucks rumbling by out there.

That's just cause we're just clearing

a little patch of trees for my press conference. No big deal.

Um, wait, you're cutting down trees?

Oh, yeah. Well, just a few. It's nothing to worry about.

You know, it's actually gonna improve the park quite a bit.

I'll bet you one of the first things

you noticed as head ranger

is that you need more clear spaces here,

and you are absolutely right.

Now you can host concerts and Boy Scout jamborees.

That's a pretty smart move there, Head Ranger Jones.

I have some other park improvements

I wanna run by you too.

Oh, splendid, yes.

I think I have a few moments to hear those.

I want you to look into the security arrangements for tomorrow.

I don't want any surprises.

I'll hear what Ding-Dong has to say.

What do you got?

I'm hungrier than the average bear.

I wish I could find a bush that tasted like birthday cake.

Gotcha.

Pretend it's a gummy worm. Pretend it's a gummy worm.

Yogi, I've been looking everywhere for you.

Not now, Boo Boo. I'm busy foraging.

Come on, Yogi.

Jellystone is in trouble. We need your help.

Nothing I can do, Boo Boo.

I'm average now. My brain is out of business.

I wouldn't even be standing if my paws didn't hurt.

Quit feeling sorry for yourself. You know you're not an average bear.

Hey, hey, Boo Boo. You're right, I'm not.

I failed at that, too.

Hey, come back here. You've gotta save Jellystone.

What are you doing? I'm not...

Yogi, you have to use your smarts for good.

And if you can't see that, maybe you are just an average bear.

Come on.

Now do you understand?

What's going on, Boo Boo?

I don't know.

But whatever it is...

I think they're just getting started.

Boo Boo...

get... my... collar.

Nobody is gonna hurt Jellystone.

Where are we going, Yogi?

We can't get Jellystone back alone, Boo Boo.

My thinker is good, but Ranger Smith's is better.

He said he was going to a place called Evergreen Park.

- That's right. In the city. - The city? That's a long walk.

Don't be silly, Boo Boo.

I've already got a smarty-smart cheat to keep our feet off the street.

Get ready for it. Here it comes.

Run, Boo Boo, run!

Hurry, Boo Boo.

I think we gotta jump for it. Ready?

All a-board!

Good.

Yogi, grab my paw.

Sorry.

Boo-Boo-Boo-Boo-Boo-Boo! I-I-I-I gotta get...!

I guess it makes a stop here.

Yup.

Looks like Evergreen Park is about two miles away from here.

Two miles? I'll have to tap into my emergency rations.

Snack break.

Come on, Yogi. We need to keep moving.

It's not that far and it's all downhill.

Downhill?

Excuse me, Mr. Dirty Shopper.

Any chance my friend and I might borrow your wheely-basket?

Is that chocolate?

Okay, Boo Boo, keep it steady.

I'm okay, ma. Just...

Yeah, no, it's not Jellystone,

but... at least there's nothing here to drive me crazy.

- Hey, Mr. Ranger. - Hey, Yogi.

All right, ma, I gotta... I gotta... call you back.

What are you guys doing here?

We need your help, Mr. Ranger, sir.

But don't worry, my days of goofing things up for you are over.

Hey, move that shopping cart!

I'm okay!

I'm just gonna put this over here.

What do you want from me, Yogi?

I don't have a life left for you to ruin anymore.

Sir, I know I messed things up and I'm sorry.

I never meant to.

You and Boo Boo are the best friends I ever had.

And I've never done anything but think of myself.

And now Jellystone is just gonna be a big field of stumps.

What?

They've started cutting down the trees.

"Agricultural interest" is logging. Oh, no, not our Jellystone.

We have to save it, sir.

I don't think we can save it, Yogi.

I'm no smarter than you.

I lost Jellystone.

I lost Rachel.

It's... over.

Mr. Ranger, I've learned two things from stealing pic-a-nic baskets.

One: light mayonnaise is not nearly as good as regular mayonnaise.

And two: you can't fail if you never stop trying.

You have to fight for the things you love,

whether it's a park, a girl or a roast beef sandwich.

Don't give up now.

We're all Jellystone's got.

You are right, Yogi.

Jellystone's too important to give up on. We gotta try. Come on.

- Shotgun. - Aw.

I never thought I'd see this.

Happy 100th anniversary, Jellystone.

Isn't that Miss Movie Lady?

I gotta get in there. You don't understand.

Let me in, please.

No can do. Park is closed to the public

until the press conference. Mayor's orders.

Then go talk to 'im. Tell 'im what I told you.

I'm sorry.

I don't really take orders from a...

I lived with gorillas, pal. I know rage.

You do not want me to go gorilla on you.

Uhh... I'll speak to the mayor.

- Thank you. - Okay.

Rachel.

Ranger Smith.

I didn't think I'd ever see you again.

I know. I don't know what I was thinking.

I think you're perfect.

I think any guy in the world would be lucky

just to stand next to you.

- You really mean that? - Of course I do.

It's... it's just, when I lost Jellystone, I-I felt like such a failure.

But... losing you has felt much, much worse.

I'm like....

I'm like a genus without a phylum.

That's the sweetest thing anyone's ever said to me.

- So, um, we're still here. - Mm-hm.

Oh, right. Ahem. So, uh, what are you doing here?

- Come on, I'll show you. - Okay.

I was reviewing the documentary footage

from Boo Boo's camera and I saw this.

Oh, my. I see it.

I have a bald spot back there!

I'm... not talking about you, Yogi. I'm talking about this.

Yeah, it's my pet turtle. He hangs out at the cave all the time.

True. You know they don't come out of that shell?

I tried one time just to see what one would look like without it.

But, nope, they're sewn in.

This is no regular turtle.

See the... bulging frog-like eyes and the really wide mouth?

A frog-mouthed turtle?

Yup, Rafetus swinhoei.

But those are extinct.

For a hundred years, but apparently one still exists.

And he lives in there.

But they won't let me through the gates to go find 'im.

But if Jellystone has an endangered species living in it, then...

It has to be protected as a park. That's the law.

That turtle can save this park.

Now I feel kinda bad about using him as a foot stool.

You've seen the filmmaker?

Well, we spoke. About extinct turtles.

Wait, wait. You're telling me

that there is an extinct turtle living here, in the park?

According to Miss Johnson's film, there is.

An extinct turtle?

That's great. Visitors will come from miles around

to see an endangered species.

Yes, they will, and that is great.

We need to find this turtle.

Just to-to keep it safe, you know.

Have a vet check it out. The whole deal.

The sooner we get to 'im, the better.

Oh, we need a head ranger who's good enough to find it.

Someone who... thinks like a turtle.

I am that head ranger.

Well, then why are you still here?

He's back.

Come on.

Hey! You need to let us in this park. That turtle needs our protection.

Don't worry about the turtle. We're handling it.

We'll make sure he's put in a nice zoo.

No. A turtle that's endangered can't be removed

from its natural habitat. It's against federal law.

It is? Wow, I've never heard of that law

in chapter 4, subsection 6 of the Wildlife Protection Mandate.

Don't worry, Mr. Ranger, sir. That turtle is safe.

These people have no idea where my cave is.

The turtle's in the talking bear's cave.

Copy that.

Wow, that backfired.

Okay. You know what? Fine.

You win.

- What are you doing? - I have a plan.

One of the advantages...

of having lived here since I was a kid,

is... I know this park like the back of my hand.

Let's go!

Hold on, boys.

All right.

Hey, there, little buddy.

Hello, there.

Uh-oh. Sorry about that.

- Mayor Brown. - This had better be good, Jones.

I found the turtle.

He was crawled up in Boo Boo's sleeping bag.

But now I have him secure at the Redwood Valley picnic area.

Jones, you're a hero.

Now, just sit tight. My chief of staff is on his way to get 'im.

Copy that.

Head Ranger Jones over and out.

Ah, he found the turtle. Dang it!

And we can't cross those rapids.

There's just no way to get to 'im from here.

Well, there is... one way.

There it is! My masterpiece.

You really think you can pull this off?

I know I can, sir.

I'm gonna snatch that basket-type turtle box

and fly away like a fuzzy bird.

And I've got the best copilot a basket-snatching machine could have.

- I don't know how to fly this thing. - Well, you'll pick it up as we go.

Okay.

Look, just be careful, okay, Yogi?

Copy that, ground control.

Basket-Nabber 2000 ready for takeoff.

- Flight systems check. Boo Boo? - What?

- Can you reach the pedals? - If I point my toes.

Flight systems are go.

Remember what I told you about flying gliders, Yogi. Don't fight the wind.

As long as the wind wants me to snatch up that turtle,

we'll get along just fine.

- All right. - Start pedaling, Boo Boo.

All right.

Here it goes.

Hold on, Boo Boo. Fasten your seat belt.

But there isn't one.

- Here we go! - Oh, Yogi!

The wind should carry you south!

We'll meet you there!

Take your time, Mr. Ranger.

This machine is equipped with landing gear.

We'll touch down as soft as a feather.

Oops!

This is your captain speaking.

We'll reach our turtle target in about two minutes.

So... let's go ahead and start the beverage service.

- Yogi, look out. - Aah!

- Trees! - Yes, trees!

I got it. I got it.

I got it.

I don't got it!

Pull up.

- Hey! - Pull up!

You did it, Yogi.

Oh. Yeah.

Great job, Jones. I'll go ahead and get this guy to the city zoo.

- The city zoo? - Yep.

They got a nice spot all ready in the reptile house.

The city zoo doesn't have a reptile house.

They're building one.

- Oh. Who is? - Builders.

Are you sure you're trying to protect the turtle?

Yeah, we love turtles.

Then you won't mind if I hold on to him

until I notify the Wildlife Federation, right?

All right. You're gonna find this out in a few hours anyway,

so I might as well tell you.

We gotta lose this turtle so we can sell the logging rights to the park.

Logging? The whole park?

Yeah, but who cares? It's still a park, just without trees.

- And they'll grow back. - Yeah, in like 200 years.

It doesn't matter. Your career is what matters.

Turtle target acquired.

I need 20 more feet of altitude.

Engage the hand pedals.

You couldn't put the hand pedals by you?

There's a suggestion box behind the seat, Boo Boo.

Wait, uh, hold on. You don't wanna approach him like that.

- He's, uh, poisonous. - He's in a basket.

But he can spit. Poison.

And he'll aim right at your eyes. Melt them out of your head.

- I'm telling you, that turtle is deadly. - What are you looking at?

- Hook me in, Boo Boo. - Okay.

And... fire!

Here you go. Huh?

Yogi, wait!

Here I come!

He's going for the turtle.

- Mind if I borrow this? - Hey!

Look, Boo Boo! We got the turtle!

Hey, why aren't you in your seat?

That bear knows how to steal a basket.

Everybody after that glider. Now!

I'm not gonna let a bear make me look bad.

Been there, buddy.

We're drifting too far right. I wanna get us outside the park.

Don't fight the wind, Yogi.

Remember what Miss Movie Lady said about...

Never mind.

- Hang on, Boo Boo. - What do we do now?

Did you check the safety manual?

It's just a picture of us screaming.

- We've got to deject, Boo. - Don't you mean eject?

Eject is up. Deject is... down!

In case of emergency your seat can also be used as a flotation device!

Hey, told you. Nothing to worry about.

I actually think I wasn't worried enough.

Let me see how our little passenger is doin'.

Wonder why they call him a frog-mouthed turtle anyway?

Hey!

Hey, guys, over here!

Yogi, grab the branch.

Got you, Mr. Ranger, sir.

- Welcome aboard. - Yogi.

We were trying to get you off the raft.

Yeah, that makes more sense.

You guys did it. You saved him.

Oh, no.

They're gonna catch us downstream.

- I'm on it. - No, Yogi, don't.

Problem solved. They can't catch us now.

Yeah, because now... we are headed

straight for the Jellyjarring Rapids.

- Grab a paddle. - Tuck your head in, little buddy.

Brace yourselves.

Oh, come on, turtle.

Don't worry, I put safety belts in this raft for just such an occasion.

You better hang on, Yogi. Mr. Ranger said...

We're gonna be fine, Boo Boo.

Just sit back and let Mother Nature carry us to...

I think Mother Nature's kind of cranky today.

You okay, Yogi?

Fine!

Turtle!

Who's that? I can't see.

Come here, turtle.

- Got 'im. - Good work, Boo Boo.

We made it through the rapids.

Yeah, but that means the falls are just up ahead.

Hold on!

Yogi. Yogi.

Now who says there are no rides at Jellystone?

Yeah, you've definitely got the thrill part down.

Please, take your seats.

The press conference is about to begin.

That's over a mile away. We're never gonna make that in time.

- Ranger Jones? - I messed up pretty bad, sir.

- I know, Jones. And it's okay. - Because I wanted to be head ranger.

That's part because you're such a good head ranger.

And also because I really value leadership.

I have a merit badge...

Can we talk about this later?

Because of how we're pressed for time.

Yes. Get in.

Boo Boo! Boo Boo! Wait up!

Well, well.

Guess who we found.

Starts with T and ends with a... "urtle"?

It's all over, Mr. Mayor. Call off the logging deal.

The law says this park is now a protected nature preserve.

You think I care about what the law says?

Or about some endangered "frog-mouthed turtle"?

Or some stupid park for families to have a picnic in?

I care about power, you pinheads!

And I'm gonna get it.

Nobody knows this turtle exists.

And nobody ever will.

You found the turtle.

Get this thing outta here before anybody else sees it.

- Rachel! - Oh!

Yogi!

Yogi, here!

Thank you.

- Yogi... - I'm sorry. He was open.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I... have a press conference.

I can still tell them what you did.

Oh, yeah? Without that turtle or a scrap of evidence, go right ahead.

Well, you might as well tell them Bigfoot is here.

And do yourself a favor there, ranger.

Try to keep your dignity. It's all you have left.

You know what? I'm taking care of this thing myself this time.

That's the only way to make sure the job is done right.

But that's why I'm the mayor's right-hand man, right?

Because I... don't make mistakes.

Hey, you know, people are wondering:

"Why should I vote for Mayor Brown to be governor?"

Well, how about this:

Mayor Brown just turned the city's budget from a deficit into a surplus!

And put 1,000 dollars into the pocket of every citizen of this city!

Now, before I sign the paperwork that will save the city,

why don't you all take a look at my first campaign ad for governor?

Mayor Brown, the right choice for governor.

We're out of time. Must be something we can do.

Does anybody have any ideas?

Well, I guess this is going to be a pretty sad documentary, huh?

Are you...? Is he still filming?

I needed more footage, so I told him to keep it rolling.

I can plug that into the video feed right up there.

I just need a way to distract the guards.

I think we can take care of that.

He supports public safety.

All right, hurry up, people. Focus.

Let's go save those orphans.

Hey, hey, hey, check this out!

- Kick it, Boo Boo. - Kicking it.

He's tough on crime.

Hey, hey, hey, look at this. Keep your eye on the little bear.

Look at the skills. Amazing!

And here's what Mayor Brown

proudly has to say about protecting our natural resources.

You think I care about what the law says? Hm?

Or about some endangered "frog-mouthed turtle"?

Or some stupid park for families to picnic in?

No. I care about power, you pinheads!

Oh, boy.

Nobody knows this turtle exists.

And nobody ever will.

There's about to be a riot out there. I need you out front.

Okay. No. Hey, wait. Wait, wait, wait, wait.

Please, please, please. That was not real.

Trust me, there is no such thing as a frog-mouthed turtle.

He's right next to me, isn't he?

Okay.

- We did it, Yogi! - Up high, Boo Boo!

- All right! - We got it! Yogi!

All right, and now....

Miss Moviemaker Lady.

He-hey, we did it.

Hey, Mr. Ranger!

- Come on, Boo Boo. - Okay.

I was wrong, Yogi.

I say from here on, we just be proud of who we are,

not to be afraid to fight for the things we're passionate about, like this park.

And Rachel.

And... pic-a-nic baskets?

And pic-a-nic baskets.

- Aw, come here! - No, you don't have to...

Okay. All right, that's...

I'm good.

Here you go, Boo Boo. Take good care of 'im.

Hey, there, buddy.

No, no, no, no, no, I never took a kickback

on anything in my entire career.

No one loves turtles more than I do.

And nature in general. I love trees.

Oh, no, you don't!

- Gorilla? - Himalayan snow leopard.

Huh.

Welcome to Jellystone, home of the frog-mouthed turtle.

And brochures. I'm Ranger... Jones.

Ah, yes, Jellystone Park.

A wonderful little piece of paradise.

Where families come and soak up the tranquility of nature.

It's a place that...

Huh?

Never mind.

Hey, hey, hey!

Hi. Welcome.

Well, I am certainly glad

that you are gonna be staying in Jellystone for a while.

And what animal will you be observing?

Well, Il thought I would observe the courting rituals of...

the American ranger.

I happen to hear the American ranger

is a... very charming, intelligent, attractive species.

One that always keeps his cool.

Even when basket-stealing bears push his buttons?

Listen, Yogi will be Yogi.

And I'm just not gonna let it bother me anymore.

Besides...

I have more important things to focus on.

Oh...

I...

Let's... Let's try that again.

Afternoon, Mr. Ranger, sir!

Hi, Miss Movie Lady!

Yogi!

I love this place.

Yogi! Hey!