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Zulu
[theme music]
(Smith) '"Danger keep out."'
There you are, general, I've posted signs like this
all along the west side of the park.
Fine, fine.
We can't have any tourist wandering into the battle area.
The troops are using real weapons and live ammunition
'in this war exercise.'
- It sounds dangerous. - It is dangerous.
But it's part of the training course for the combat soldiers.
[engine revvs]
I suppose warfare's changed a lot
since I was in the service, sir.
Well, the weapons keep changing, but the ideas the same.
Two army's lineup and they try to clobber
the daylights out of each other.
[laughs]
That's the way it was in my time.
That's the way it is every time.
[scatting]
- You seem happy today, Yogi. - I am, Boo-Boo.
In our forest domain we're on the gravy train.
What do you mean, Yogi?
I mean, uh, we're government protected bears.
in a wildwood sanctuary, Boob.
Jellystone is the perfect place for a barefoot bare wood cheek.
Here comes the ranger, Yogi.
A bear's best friend.
How are you, Mr. Ranger, sir?
Hello, Yogi, I've been looking for you.
'I am touched, sir.'
You'll get more than touched
if you go into the western area today, Yogi.
Well, why, sir? Is the western area out of bounds to me, sir?
Well, that's a secret. Now, remember what I said.
Stay away from the western area of the park today.
- Goodbye, Yogi. - Arrivederci, Mr. Ranger.
Gee, I wonder what's going on?
Boo-Boo, Jellystone is our home
there should be no secrets in your own home.
- So what, Yogi? - 'So let's go find out.'
'What they're keeping secrets from us.'
It must be something big-big-big.
Like a stupendous picnic party
with lots of picnic baskets. Yea-a-ee.
Everything ready, colonel? Good.
Zero hours and sixty seconds.
Let me have the disposition of the troops once more.
- What's he talking about, Yogi? - Search me, Boob.
But it looks like mighty slim pickings.
Just one camper and one picnic basket.
Let's go back Yogi.
Just so it's not a total loss, Boo-Boo
'we'll take that basket with us.'
Hey, come back with that basket.
'I'll court-martial the dogface that took it.'
- What's a dogface, Yogi? - Who cares.
Just keep running, Boob.
[explosion]
Shucks, the battle has started and I've had no lunch.
Move up the tanks to Section-4
lay down a barrage across the front.
Get those fighter planes up in the air. Hop to it.
[gunfire]
[explosion]
[gunfire continues]
I can't believe it, Boob.
All this fuss over one small picnic basket.
Shee what a sorehead.
What'll we do, Yogi?
There's a big hole in the road up ahead.
Let's hide in there.
swish swish
[gunfire]
What kind of goodies could be in this basket
that all this shooting and fussin' is about?
Hey, Yogi, what's this? It makes a ticking sound.
Looks like a pinecone to me, Boob.
rattle
This pinecone has termites, Boob.
It's no good.
[explosion]
Even the termites are sore at us, Boo-Boo.
Let's scram.
whoosh
Can you tell where we are, Yogi?
From up here I can tell exactly where we are, Boo-Boo.
We're lost.
rumble
[engine revvs]
[explosion]
boing boing
What's it all about, Yogi?
Well, at first I thought it was about the picnic basket
but it's bigger than that.
whoosh
Run, Boo-Boo.
[gunfire]
Boo-Boo, this means only one thing?
What's that, Yogi?
Jellystone Park is being invaded.
Gee, what'll we do?
There's only one thing to do.
In a sneak-attack attack the sneaks.
Charge!
The first thing you learn is to find a nice foxhole
you stay in it and you don't get hurt.
bash bash
Sneak-attack Jellystone, will you?
[gunfire]
Parachute drop, eh?
Well, I'll drop 'em while they're still in the air.
Charge!
How's the attack going, colonel?
What do you mean we're losing?
A bear is conking the parashooters as they land?
You stop that bear, colonel, or you'll be broken
all the way back to boot camp.
I haven't seen Yogi around all day
that makes me feel pretty nervous.
I sure hope he didn't wander into the army maneuvers.
I'd hate to see him get hurt.
[phone ringing] Now, who could that be?
I'm coming, I'm coming.
Hello, Ranger Smith speaking.
Oh, hello, general, how's the battle going?
A bear is fouling it all up?
Yogi. Now, look here, general, that bear is not to be harmed.
He's a government protected bear.
Your government, general.
And if he's hurt, I'll personally see
that your army is disbanded.
Poor Yogi, he could be hurt.
I don't care what I said before, colonel
I'm telling you now
stop the war call of the time bombers.
That bear must be taken alive.
I regret that I have only one life to give for Jellystone.
There he is, Ranger Smith.
They're bringing him in.
Now, we can have our battle in peace and quiet.
screech
So they got you too, eh, Mr. Ranger, sir?
Be brave like me, sir.
And remember this is our finest hour.
Don't tell 'em anything except your name and serial number.
'My name is Yogi Bear and my number is--'
We've got your number, Yogi.
And for fouling up the wargames you're going to be punished
by being forced to eat the entire contents
'of the generals picnic basket.'
What's so bad about that, sir?
Oh, no, I've been sabotaged.
What's wrong, Yogi?
The picnic basket is full of army survival rations.
The firing squad will be better than this.
Hey-ey-ey.
[theme music]
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