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(Mr. Ranger) 'Now hear this.'

'Ranger station calling Yogi Bear.'

'Yogi Bear report at once to the ranger station.'

'Yogi Bear report to the ranger station.'

'Over and out.'

Mr. Ranger is calling you, Yogi.

I hear him, Boo-Boo.

But, uh, I always wait until I check over in my mind

uh, anything I might have done, first.

This time my conscious is clear with nothing to fear.

Let's go, Boob.

♪ Ru di do do to ♪

♪ Ru di tu tut tutu tu ♪

♪ Ru di ti.. ♪♪

Yogi, from now on we're going to play it by this book.

"The Rules and Regulations Of Jellystone Park."

That's okay, sir.

But for a minute, I thought you were gonna marry us.

[both laugh]

- Boo-Boo, I'm surprised. - I'm sorry, Mr. Ranger.

Now then, Mr. Funny Bear, here it is.

Right out of the book.

"Bears are not to enter picnic areas.

'"Tourist cabins.'

'"Must never beg for food.'

And all offers of goodies from tourists must be refused."

Is that clear, Yogi?

Uh, this book won't sell big among us bear, sir.

Hey-hey!

I hope there's nothing in the book

against breathing fresh air, sir?

You're fresh enough without fresh air, Yogi.

[laughing]

- That's very funny, sir. - Thank you, Boo-Boo.

So, uh, it's okay when Boo-Boo laughs at your witticisms?

That doesn't seem very democratic to me.

Knock it off, Yogi.

May I borrow the book to, uh, study the rules?

After all ignorance of the law is no excuse, sir.

Right. And just remember that. Here's the book.

You've been studyin' the rule book for hours, Yogi.

Right, Boo-Boo. I have been lookin' for a loophole.

And I found one big enough

for a large sized bear to crawl through.

Hey-hey-hey!

♪ Ru di do do to ♪

♪ Ru di tu tut tutu tu ♪

♪ Ru ti di ti.. ♪♪

What're you gonna do with all the rocks and lumbers, Yogi?

Uh, you might say I'm building a loophole, Boob.

And you can help me by findin' a bucket.

A bucket? Okay, I'll look for one.

I hope Yogi isn't mad at me for taking so long to find a bucket.

screech

Gosh, Yogi! What's that?

It's a wishing well, Boo-Boo.

A wishing well? Uh, what's it for, Yogi?

The tourist will make a wish

and throw a coin into the well to make their wish come true.

Gee, that's nice, Yogi.

Here come a couple of touristers now.

Watch. You'll see how it works.

Hey, dad, look. A wishing well.

Can I make a wish, dad. Huh?

Okay, son. Close your eyes and make a wish.

'And here's a coin to throw in.'

(boy 1) 'Thanks, dad .'

Now, I'll make one.

plonk

I hope they get their wish, Yogi.

Me, too, Boob.

And I hope my wish comes true also.

What did you wish for, Yogi?

I wished this coin slot would work.

And it does! Hey-hey-hey!

Mr. Ranger isn't gonna like that, Yogi.

There's nothin' in the book that says

a bear can't have a wishing well, Boo-Boo.

(male 1) 'Hey, Charlie. Here's a wishin' well.'

(Charlie) 'Oh, good. Well, let's make a wish.

clink

Do you hear that, Boob?

This thing can get big, big, big!

Well, I checked the park regulation book

and you're right.

There's no rules against serving bears

at the table here in the inn.

Good! Now, bring us everything on the menu. Twice.

That sounded like Yogi.

But he couldn't be in the restaurant.

Or could he?

Gee, Yogi, this is a nice place.

It beats huntin' for berries in the woods!

It is Yogi.

You know feeding bears is against the rules.

Well, there's nothing in the rules, sir

that says we can't serve anyone who can pay for his meal.

Pay? Are you out of your mind?

Bears don't have money. Give me his check.

I'll present it to him.

Thirty two dollars!

He must think he's on an expense account.

chomp chomp chomp

Your check, Yogi.

Mr. Ranger, sir.

Shouldn't you be outside lookin' for forest fires?

I'm working inside today looking for dead beat bears.

(Yogi) I haven't seen any today, sir?

And about my check..

clatter

This should cover it, including a handsome gratuity.

You might say, I'm the last of the red hot tippers.

Hey-hey-hey!

There's plenty more where that came from.

Plenty more?

Where is he gettin' it from?

Hold it, Yogi. I wanna talk to you.

We'll take our turn through the park

and work up an appetite for dinner, Boo.

[engine revving]

screech

Yogi, wait!

Good grief! He's stolen a car.

I better go after him.

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honk honk honk

honk honk honk

Somebody is tryin' to pass us, Boo-Boo.

Watch us lose him on this mountain road.

[engine revving]

He's tryin' to beat us to the top, Boob

but he hasn't got a chance.

engine revving]

Slow down, you crazy bear.

screech

Mr. Ranger...you'll never have a chance

to beat my car, sir.

Your car?

(Yogi) 'Here's the pink slip to prove it, sir.'

Yogi, you've got to tell me, where are you getting the money.

I got a little thing goin' for me, sir.

- It's a little gold mine. - A gold mine! Oh, no.

Yogi, if news of this gold strike gets out

the park will be ruined.

Uh, what do you mean, sir?

Prospectors will come.

They'll dig up the park.

They'll chop the trees down.

For the sake of the Jellystone we love, Yogi

fill up your gold mine and say nothing.

Is that according to the book, sir?

Do this for me, Yogi, and I'll throw away the book.

Anything you do will be okay with me.

It's a deal, sir.

I've got one wish to make before you break up the well, Yogi.

Yeah, what's that, Boo-Boo?

I wish Mr. Ranger never finds out about this wishing well.

That's a good one, Boo-Boo.

Because if he does, we'll wish he hadn't.

Hey-hey-hey!

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