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[theme music]

(male narrator) The ranger station in Jellystone Park

has been the scene of much mysterious activity all night.

Finally, about mid-morning, the mission is accomplished.

Well, there you are, Ranger Smith.

The job is finished.

'There's a TV camera and microphone'

'concealed at every trouble point in the park.'

'By changing cameras, uh, you'll be able to see what goes on'

'at each area on that TV set.'

That trouble-making bear of yours, uh..

- What's his name? Yeah. - Yogi Bear.

'Well, Yogi won't be able'

'to make a move without you knowing it.'

I've been waiting for this for a long time.

Well, I'll see you for lunch at the inn, huh?

Right.

Let's see. It's 11 o'clock.

Yogi ought to be just waking up about now.

'I'll tune in on his cave.'

'There he is.'

Just opening his bloodshot eyes.

I'll bet his first thought is about food.

Let's eat, Boo-Boo, I'm hungry as a you-know-what.

I'm still sleepy, Yogi.

Up and at 'em, Boo.

It's another day of outfoxing the ranger.

A battle of wits between him and me.

'And he's running out of ammunition.'

(Boo-Boo) 'The ranger is a nice man, Yogi.'

I like that Boo-Boo Bear, but Yogi.. Oh, boy.

'Now they're leaving the cave.'

'I'll pick them up at the next stop'

'which will be the picnic area.'

'Now there's the basket I planted'

and there's Yogi. Ha-ha-ha.

Wait till he finds that rubber chicken

in the picnic basket.

Oh, boy, a roast chicken.

chomp

This spring chicken..

'...is springier than the average, Boob.'

Now for some fun with a hidden microphone.

'Yogi Bear.'

thud

(Yogi) 'Don't ever do that, Boob.'

I didn't say it, Yogi.

'That's right, Yogi.'

'It was me, the voice of your conscience.'

I didn't know I had one.

'Yogi, you filched that roast chicken'

'from a picnic basket.'

'Put it back.'

And leave the picnic area immediately.

[laughing] He fell for it.

The plan is working.

I had the measles once and that went away.

The voice of your conscience is different, Yogi.

'I-it doesn't go away.'

I got a better explanation, Boob.

'What's that, Yogi?'

The picnic grounds must be haunted.

We'll hit the kitchen at the inn instead.

[chuckles]

If I know Yogi, he'll visit the inn kitchen next.

click

- What did I tell you? - You wait here, Boob.

Whilst I liberate some goodies from the ice box.

But, Yogi, the ranger said--

The ranger doesn't know we're here.

Stop worrying, little bear-type chum.

(Ranger Smith) 'Get your paw off that door, Yogi.'

You know the inn kitchen is out of bounds to bears.

We'll head for the tourist cabins.

My conscience never bothers me there.

Five, four, three, two, now!

He ought to be just arriving at the tourist cabins.

'He's not there.'

'Ah...there he is.'

I knew I could depend on him. He-he-he.

I'll use my hungry woodland creature routine.

The tourists always fall for that one.

You don't look hungry with that fat tummy.

That's not tummy, Boob.

My fur coat is thick in the middle.

What about your conscience, Yogi?

I'm smarter than the average conscience, Boo-Boo.

(Ranger Smith) 'Hold it, Yogi.'

You know it's against the rules to bother the tourists.

But, Mr. Conscience, sir

I haven't had a thing to eat all morning.

(Ranger Smith) 'Well, there's plenty of berries in the woods, you know.'

These berries are good, Yogi.

Why don't you try some?

Our ancestors used to eat berries, Boob

and look what happened to 'em they're wiped out.

'They just couldn't cut it on berries.'

Well, I don't wanna be wiped out.

I want to stay here with you, Yogi. What'll we do?

Uh, let's find the ranger and, uh

tell him the whole park is haunted.

[laughing] That TV hook up of yours

is sure working swell.

You should've seen Yogi, when I made him

put back the roast chicken.

The ranger made me do it?

(Ranger Smith) 'He thought I was the voice of his conscience.'

He has no idea that the TV cameras

are picking up every move he makes.

So that's it. And I thought I had a conscience.

Let's go, Boo-Boo. There's work to do, do, do.

[chuckles]

(Yogi) 'We'll remove a couple of tubes from the ranger's TV set..'

'...so he can't see what we're doing.'

Then we'll head for the picnic areas.

[chuckles]

[phone rings]

Ranger station, Ranger Smith speaking.

What? Every picnic basket in the park has disappeared?

The tourists are rioting?

Oh, brother. W-well, try to keep them calm.

I-I'll be right there.

Yogi Bear has struck back.

Oh, I better find those baskets

before the crowd tears the park apart.

There goes Mr. Ranger to face the angry mob.

Now let's put those tubes back in the TV set.

Okay, Yogi, all the tubes are back in place.

You're a mechanical genius, Boob.

Now let's see what's cooking at the picnic grounds.

Lynching me won't get your picnic baskets back.

I got every ranger in the park looking for them now.

Gosh, Yogi, we gotta help Mr. Ranger.

We will, Boob, we will.

Attention, Mr. Ranger, sir.

If you want those picnic baskets back

'how about making a deal?'

No deals, Yogi.

[crowd shouting]

Okay, you win, Yogi.

Uh, what's the deal?

Do you think the ranger will do it, Yogi?

Of course, he will, Boob.

Because I'm smarter than the average ranger.

- Yogi. And here you are. - And here he is.

A king-sized picnic basket loaded with goodies

'to be served every morning for two weeks.'

That was the deal, sir.

(Ranger Smith) 'I know, Yogi, I know.'

But Yogi doesn't know that I saved that rubber chicken.

[laughing]

A roast chicken.

That Mr. Ranger is one of the good ones.

And this chicken is one of the tough ones.

Gee, Yogi will eat anything.

Right, Boo-Boo. I eat anything.

As long as it comes out of a picnic basket.

thud

[instrumental music]