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(upbeat music)

(explosion booming)

(fire truck siren blaring)

(water spaying)

(police car siren blaring)

(investigative music)

- Cubby, this may be our hardest mission yet.

- Remember kids the easiest way is rarely the best way.

- You're right, Cubby.

I'll always go above and beyond to do what's right.

(door knob jingling)

- Hi, I'm home.

- Look!

A purp is breaking and entering

into his own house!

- He'll know where all the good stuff is!

- The perfect crime.

- Hi, honey.

Mind taking out the garbage?

- (gasps) He's got an accomplice!

- It's an inside, inside job.

- Wait a second.

Doesn't it seem awfully peaceful?

- When was the last time you saw...

- Freeze crooks, police!

- Duke!

(revving police car engine)

(police siren)

(fast tempo music)

- Dispatch, I'm at the bank, but I don't see anything

out of the ordinary

for a giant bank robbery!

- Yay!

- We did it!

- We got the money!

- Police, freeze!

- Oh, no it's Duke Detain!

(revving car engine)

- Why do we always celebrate our crimes

before we get to the safe house?

(crowd cheering)

(metal scraping)

- Hey!

- Well thank you, Officer Detain.

- Just doing my job, sir.

- You know, in hindsight, maybe easily carried

bags with giant dollar signs isn't

the best way to store our money.

- Ooh, gotta run!

Remember kids, the easiest way is rarely the best way.

(crowd cheers)

- Yay!

- Kind of a non sequitur.

- Oh, Ow, Ooh!

- Huh!

- You know, Duke, how about we walk to jail?

- Yeah, it's such a lovely day

(police engine revving)

(upbeat music)

- Time for a short cut.

(bank robbers screaming)

- Hey.

- Are we alive?

- Less talk, more hug.

- Okay

- Hey.

- Lieutenant Detain, I see you made it on time,

but can't you enter a room like a normal person?

- Sorry Captain Bennet, there wasn't time

for a shoulder roll.

- Hmm, while admittedly effective you're policing

methods cost this city a lot of money

for instance the flamingo and tuba incident

last week added up to--

- Awesomeness!

Thanks to Duke's sick heroics our city will never suffer

through a flamingo and tuba shortage again.

You're a serious ripper dude!

- Thank you, Chief Wheeler.

- Aah, call me Wheelie.

- Respectfully, sir, I actually don't think I'm

psychologically capable of doing that.

- Okay, time for morning announcements.

First, at the chief's request, because it would be "rad"

every police cruiser is now equipped

with a grappling hook.

- Rad!

- A harpoon.

- Cool!

- And a medieval knight's lance.

- Gnarly!

- Next, did everybody sign the get well card

for Officer Gardner?

And speaking of poor Gardner, I need

to assign a new partner for Duke.

Any volunteers?

(loud crashing)

(man whistling)

(crowd screaming)

(alarm beeping)

- Dude, what is up?

- I can't make sense of it.

Some huge emergency in the city.

- That's all you, Duke.

Check it out.

- Yes, sir.

(upbeat music)

(people screaming)

- Chief McCloud, any idea what's causing

all this destruction?

- No idea, Duke, but we've got our work cut out for us.

Bob, Clemons, I'm going to need 1,000 throw pillows,

a water slide and as many architects you can find

that can play the french horn.

- Wait, why do we need...

- No time!

(tires squealing)

- I don't believe it!

I can see super far with these things.

Huh?

- Remember kids the easiest way is rarely the best way.

- Cubby?

- Coming this November Cubby the Cop the movie.

- Here's the latest hit fro Poppy Star turn it up

it's the Loud Song.

- Oh, I love this!

♪ This is the loud song ♪

♪ The loud song ♪

♪ Turn it up ♪

- Oh Cubby, if there was ever a time I needed you,

it's now.

Something large and terrible is destroying the city.

- Uhhh, so is that a, "Sure, I'll help ya, Duke?"

(rubble crashing)

- Okay, I'm getting mixed signals here.

(explosions)

- Hmm, that's odd.

(people screaming)

- Cubby, you have to stop this.

Clearly you're having some issues.

Let's sit and talk about it maybe grab a bite.

(Duke screaming)

- Okay, Cubby, crushing your friend with a massive

pastry crosses the line.

A really big, weird line.

This has to end.

- ♪ Turn it up until it all goes awayyy ♪

♪ You can totally ignore it ♪

♪ I got the answer for it ♪

(rumble crashing)

- Captain, I think I've got an idea what's

happening here.

- Good, lieutenant.

We heard something about a movie promotional

stunt going wrong.

Let's here your report.

- Yes, sir.

So, my childhood lion cub imaginary best friend, Cubby,

has reappeared as a 200 foot anthropomorphic balloon

monster bent on destroying the city

while very loud pop music eliminates from it's feet.

- I have to lie down.

(Head thumbing)

(police siren) - Yes, sir.

He's heading towards city center square.

I'm going to try and catch up and stop it.

Duke out.

(upbeat music)

- Good morning, Officer Detain.

Please, allow me.

(loud crashing noise)

(upbeat music tempo)

- Cubby stop!

Please!

Don't make me hurt you.

(upbeat music tempo)

- No, Cubby's a symbol of peace,

justice and hard work.

I can't destroy him like he's some horrible monster.

The kids are watching!

(kids cheering)

- That's it

(pop music playing)

- Uh huh, the giant boomerang store.

Yes!

(rumble crashing)

- This is way not cool dude

- Agreed chief.

We have to clear this building.

Where's Lieutenant Detain?

- Radical!

(tires screeching)

(buildings exploding)

- This building can't take much more of this.

- Duke!

You're maxed out!

You've got to bail over here and cut the rope.

- Lieutenant, quick, just pop the balloon destroying

like some horrible monster forever tarnishing any

positive aspirational message Cubby may have for children.

(solemn music)

It's the easiest; therefore, best way.

- Uh, I was kinda hoping to avoid pretty much exactly that.

Like very specifically exactly what you just said,

but I guess I have no choice.

Sorry, Cubby.

- Remember kids, the easiest way is rarely the best way.

- You're right, Cubby.

I'll always go above and beyond to do what is right.

- Dude, what are you doing?

You'll float away too!

- Sorry, chief, a real cop knows the easiest way is

rarely the best way.

We make sacrifices to help our city.

The kids are watching!

(inspirational music)

Above and beyond, Cubby.

♪ This is the loud song ♪

♪ The loud song ♪

♪ Turn it up, up, up ♪

♪ It's the loud song ♪

♪ Put the gadget to your ear ♪

♪ It's the only thing you'll hear ♪

♪ It's the loud song ♪

♪ The loud song ♪

Take it away.

- Bob, Clemons, we're two minutes out.

I'm going to need a thermos of hot cocoa,

a bee keeper outfit,

eleven jumbo pepperoni pizzas,

a large jar and three sumo wrestlers.

- Chief are you su...

- No time!

- Aah!

(firetruck sirens)

(crowd talking)

- Chief, those bees are making it impossible to--

- Beekeeper outfit.

(knuckles cracking)

(bees buzzing)

Large jar!

- Whahhhhh!

(bees buzzing)

- Sumo wrestlers!

(soft flute music)

(speaking foreign language)

(water splashing)

Hot cocoa!

(slurping)

- Thank you.

Thank you so much, Chief McCloud!

- That could have been so much worse than a ruined

backyard party.

- What ruined party?

- Someone order eleven jumbo pepperoni pizzas?

(crowd cheers)

- Pizza! Pizza! Pizza!

(upbeat music playing)

- Back to the station!

I have a warbling thumb to steal.

- Wait, chief, what's a

- No time!

- Aaah

- Dragonloons on the left, glob goblins on the right,

spell casters create a fizzy shield.

There's the warbling thumb of lete.

Okay, Billy, I mean Yard Beetle.

You and and the reverse Centare are with me.

I need a unicorn frog, croakadill coatless

and a bag of ogre eye lashes assorted.

Ready?

Charge!

Yes!

We did it!

I will now give the warbling thumb of Lete

to my loyal warrior the Yard Beetle.

If you're worthy, the thumb will warble

and grant you wings.

(gibberish talking)

- It worked!

- You're officially a level eight flying yard beetle.

Happy birthday, Billy.

- Yes!

Thanks, Aunt Freya!

Wouldn't it be cool if I could fly in real life too?

- Yes, and nothing can stand in the way of your dreams

except gravity and physics and reality and stuff,

but hey, for now, let's just enjoy your birthday.

Maybe they'll be more surprises at your party.

(alarm sounding)

Gotta run!

Okay, what've we got?

Clemons?

Where's the fire?

- Aaah!

Can you believe it?

The fire department put me on hold!

This is an emergency!

- Clemons, wanna take line four?

Some guy is hysterical.

Something about a desk.

- Hello?

Wait, what?

Hey!

Stop talking when I'm talking!

We can't both talk at the same time!

(Clemon's screams)

(upbeat music)

- And the ladder extends over 100 feet which reaches

eight stories up a building.

- Well, what if my cat gets stuck

on the ninth floor window ledge?

- Whoa, wait, we couldn't reach him.

Oh, no!

Quick, kid, go find your parents.

You have to move apartments now!

(screaming)

- Hello, I'm Engineer Feldman and this is Roasty.

Our city's remarkable fire fighting robot.

- Cool!

- Roasty has artificial intelligence

and can operate autonomously if needed.

He's also my best friend.

In fact we spend so much time together,

he's like my only friend.

(giggling)

- This is the coolest birthday party ever Aunt Freya!

- I have one more surprise for you.

Gift!

- Whoa!

A twirly hat?

I heard these were sold out everywhere.

Thank you so much!

- Well, I wasn't going to let my little yard beetle

not fly in real life too.

- Uh, sis?

Aren't those things, you know, terrifying to me?

- Oh, Mark, you just hover a few inches off the ground.

I told Freya it was okay to get Billy one.

- Whoo hooo, I'm flying!

Aunt Freya check me out on your tablet.

- Right.

See, the game app uses GPS to let players locate and see

each other as their avatars.

There's my little Billy.

- Isn't that a little, you know, disturbing to me?

- Okay, now for Roasty's big finale.

(crowd cheers)

(dance music)

(crowd cheers)

- Billy!

- Weee!

- Bob, Clemons, the ladder!

- Whoa!

- After him!

(fire truck sirens)

(Billy laughing)

- Cool

(fire truck sirens)

- Weee

(screaming)

- Oh, no!

(chainsaw noise)

(screaming)

- Chief, I can't keep up with him!

- I got him!

(screaming)

- Wow, this is going to be the best mattress store

in the city.

(screaming)

- Ouch

- All units respond to a boy in a blue hat

flying randomly through the city.

(sirens)

(wheels screechng)

- What?

- Wow, this is going to be the best highly

combustible liquid store in the city.

(screaming)

(explosion)

(phone ringing)

- Bob, did you find Billy?

- No, I barely found Clemons.

What so we do?

- The yard beetle!

- What's a yard...

- No time!

Come on, search.

Got him!

Bob, I found him.

He's heading back towards city center square via

Newfeld Avenue.

The wind is blowing southeast.

Bob, have everyone meet me at City Heights.

I'm going to need a helicopter, a thermos of hot cocoa,

forty industrial size fans, a twenty foot garden trampoline,

a ten week old kitten, a harpoon gun, a rhubarb pie

and a cowboy.

- You've got to be kid...

- No time!

(giggling)

- Hmmm, that's odd.

- Any sign of Billy?

- No!

- Any sign of the chief?

- No!

Wait there!

- Bob, Clemons, with me.

Apartment 48G, Billy's headed our way.

- My goodness!

What is all the racket?

What on earth do you whipper snap...

- Pie!

- Oh, rhubarb!

Please come on in.

- Harpoon gun

(screaming)

- He's almost here.

Bob shoot another from the bedroom.

Clemons with me.

To the roof!

- Why are we shooting harpoons?

- No time!

- Yum!

(swallowing loudly)

- There's my little yard Billy.

And fans!

(fans noisily blow air)

- I still don't understand why....

- Trampoline!

- I got ya Billy!

(screaming)

- Cowboy!

- Yeh Haw!

(giggling)

- My hat!

I wanna keep playing.

- Kitten!

- A kitten!

It's so cute.

(kitten purrs)

- Billy!

- Can we keep him?

Please?

- I don't know.

Aren't cats a little, you know, dirty to me?

- Of course you can, honey.

Happy birthday.

(screaming)

- Gotcha.

- Bob, hot cocoa.

(slurping)

(galloping)

(screaming)

- Thankfully the store had only that one whirly hat left.

- Wait, doesn't that mean...

(whirring)

(soft music)

- Yhee Haww

(upbeat music)