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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!