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Ah-hyuck!

♪ H-h-h-hit it ♪

♪ Like father, like son ♪

♪ You're always number one ♪

Yes!

♪ There's buddies There's pals ♪

Yeah!

♪ You always seem to work things out ♪

♪ Can't you see you're two of a kind ♪

♪ Lookin' for a real good time ♪

Woah!

♪ A real good time ♪

Aah!

♪ Report to the Goof Troop ♪

♪ And we'll always stick together ♪

♪ Always stick together ♪

♪ We're the Goof Troop ♪

♪ The best of friends forever ♪

♪ Side by side wherever we go ♪

♪ We're always ready to roll ♪

-♪ Now gimme a beat ♪ -♪ We're the Goof Troop ♪

♪ And we always stick together ♪

Gawrsh!

♪ We're the Goof Troop ♪

♪ The best of friends forever ♪

♪ Now we're calling everyone ♪

♪ Come along and join the fun ♪

♪ Report to the Goof Troop ♪

♪ Baa ba doo da bop baa ba doo bop ♪

Yeah!

[dog barking]

[grunts] Hurry up, fellers!

[straining] Can't miss the plane

or we gotta wait 10 years for the next family reunion of the Goof clan!

Man, your pop is sure worked up about this reunion thing, huh?

Yeah. Well, Dad hasn't seen the folks since he was just a kid.

That's right! And they've never even met Maxie! Ah-hyuck!

We're not gonna disappoint them this time, right?

No way, Pop!

-Did you give Peej the house key? -Check!

-Buy extra cat food? -Check!

Water the furniture and cover the flowers?

-Check! Check! -Ah-hyuck!

This is gonna be a great reunion!

-Ya got the money for our tickets, Pop? -Whoopsie!

He's been saving for years for our super, super, super, super, super, super,

super saver fares.

Recycled candy wrappers for a penny a ton.

Sold all Waffles' fleas to a flea circus.

Even went without mustard on my ice cream to raise the last dime.

[laughs] All here, 200 bucks.

Hurry, Dad, plane leaves in 20 minutes!

Hey, P.J., thanks for feeding Waffles.

And if there are any problems, call us

at Aunt Goophelia's ardvark ranch in Tiera del Foongo.

Whoa!

[laughs] Fasten your seaty belt, Maxie. We're on our way!

Have a good trip!

Aw, please! You can't quit now,

The relatives'll miss Maxie's childhood completely.

-[alarm rings] -Uh-oh,

The "turn off your engine if you want to have a car left" light just lit.

We're sunk!

Not if Petey can wave a magic doohickey.

Petey, help!

[grunts] Car's sick.

Got a plane to catch! Leaves in 10 minutes!

No sweat, Goofster. You've come to the right place.

[mumbling] Well, now, let me see here, um,

got your thingamabob's OK,

gravi-noodle is on the half shell, which is good,

your geegaws're greased... Ha! Got a screw loose.

Ah-hyuck! We know that, Petey.

But I'm sure you can fix my car anyway.

Not me, ya... You got a screw loose in your engine!

Oops! [chuckles] Natural mistake!

Yeah, right. Well, you need a new one, be a dollar.

Mmm, here you go.

Hold on just a money-grubbing minuto!

You also got a cranky crankcase,

acid upset battery, constipated carburetor, stuffy hose...

Ooh, it's gonna cost you... How much you say you had?

Uh, 200 bucks, just enough for two plane tickets

to Tiera del Foongo to my family reunion.

What do you know? Exactly what you owe me!

With your discount, of course. Lucky you broke down here, huh?

Won't take long.

While you're waiting, have a free drink of H2 and O,

Courtesy of Pete's used cars.

[tires squeal]

Max? What happened?

I thought you were on your way to your family reunion!

We're gonna miss the reunion, Mrs. P. Car broke down.

Took our plane fare to fix it.

Mr. P said we had an acid upset battery.

Bloated repair bill's more like it!

That tub of butter is not gonna get away with this!

-When's the reunion start? -High noon tomorrow.

It's the birthday of my great-great-great- grandpappy, Gooferamus G. Goof.

Max, I'll need your family's addresses. P.J., start a shopping list.

1-800-cable? Yes, I'd like to send a telegram. Yes, I'll hold.

We're going to wire the Goofs, fly them all up to Spoonerville,

Put them up at our house and surprise Goofy with a big reunion bash.

Yes! But how'll we pay for it all?

We won't! Pete will! [chuckles]

[chuckles nervously] Uh, shouldn't you ask him first?

Oh, don't be silly! Why ruin such a wonderful surprise?

[snoring]

[doorbell rings]

[grumbles] Who in the name of insomnia...

[doorbell ringing]

Hello! Ah-hyuck!

Peddle your pots someplace else, you walking nightmare.

I don't buy in my sleep!

Aw, it's just some supperware lady.

[doorbell ringing]

[gasps] why I bet that's... Aunt Goophelia?

And you must be Peg and Pete!

So lovely of ya to open your home!

Hope you don't mind that I brought my kitchen,

But it's impossible to cook our family dishes in just any old pot!

Ah-hyuck! Ooh, wait till you taste my torpedo chicken,

Guaranteed to sink the strongest stomach.

I'm already salivating! You can dump your pans in the kitchen.

-[whispers] What's going on? -[scoffs] Just a little party.

At 2:00 a.m. O'clock in the morning?

[doorbell rings]

Get that. Will you, Hon?

Great-Uncle Pattonleather Goof, reporting for reunion duty! Ah-hyuck!

What reunion... [groans]

-[utensils clanking] -Pattonleather!

[laughs] How many couch potaters you turn into a limp spaghetti lately?

Just about got the whole country in shape!

'Cept for him! Ah-hyuck!

Gonna save ya from a flabby end for doing what you're doing for Goofy.

Drop and gimme 20!

Straight through the dining room.

Our house is your house.

-Who are these yo-yos? -[doorbell rings]

They look like, [coughs] Goofy!

Mmm, yes, there is quite a family resemblance.

Goofy's family?

Peg, I demand to know what-- Whoa!

[gasps]

[gasps] Oh! You must be cousin Werner Von Goof!

Whoa!

Gonna save you billions of hours of drudgery,

starting with your stove! Talk about fast food.

[gulps] Stop, you've done enough damage!

Shh! Pete! That's no way to treat our guests!

Guests? They are not staying here!

Oh, just until the reunion.

-What? -[M. Angelo] Hold that pose!

Magnifique!

A smudge of post-cubicle expressionism,

a splatter of la-de-dada and...

Voila.

An M. Angelo Goof original portrait to thank you for your generosity!

Someday, it will be worth the small fortune

you're spending on Goofy's reunion. oui?

I'm spending a fortune?

Yes, to make up for ripping off Goofy's money.

Oui. and I kiss you!

[grunts] Get away from me, ya disgusting...

Whoa!

[yells]

[crashes]

If you're not going to help, Peter, please stay out of the way!

The only thing I'm helping with is getting these Goofburgers outta here yesterday!

Not unless you want to do your own cooking and cleaning

and sunburn peeling forever!

Huh? Uh, well, yeah,

I suppose it is nice that they can stay till...

-when's this reunion? -High noon tomorrow.

[shudders] Gotta hang on for nine hours, 540 minutes...

Ooh! That's a lot of seconds.

I know you're all tired.

Uh, Werner, you can sleep on the couch, and we've got extra beds upstairs.

C'mon, we gotta call Max!

But I'm afraid someone will have to sleep in the basement!

[mutters] It better not be...

Me!

[groans]

Oh, how sweet!

[phone rings]

-[P.J.] Max? -Mmm, yeah, Peej?

They're here!

All I want's a Goof-free cup of coffee.

Aw, look at you!

Bet your tummy's running on empty!

I'm gonna stoke your engine with a pot of my fire-breath chili!

[swallowing]

[coughs]

[alarm ringing]

[sniffling] If I can't see the family in living color,

black and white's better than nothing!

Oops!

Now, how about chasing that with my hot salsa tea?

[raspy choking] I think I'd rather have water!

[Goofy] yoo-hoo, Petey?

Stop stuffing your face and go see what Goofy wants!

Keep him out of here until noon, if you have to blow his nose,

shine his shoes, and take him to Disneyland!

Just came to borrow your hammer.

Gosh, for a minute I thought I saw ya breathing fire!

[muffled groan]

[sniffling]

[sobbing] Must miss my family so much

I'm having a miragie about Aunt Goophelia's fire-breath chili.

Aw, never mind my hammer.

I think I'll just go and look at my family album.

[sniffling]

[siren blares]

[gulps]

[hiccups]

Whoa!

Leaping sweatbands!

You must have gained 100 pounds overnight!

Well, this calls for drastic measures!

Give me 1,000 pushups with the stereo on your back, son!

Hooey, I can't. My lumbago...

Lumbago? Well, that's a first sign of terminal sedentaryitis!

-It is? -Why, yes, it is.

Next thing you know your joints lock, your blood hardens--

It does?

Unless my killer calisthenics can save ya!

-Hup-hoopa! -[straining] All right.

I'll do anything!

All right, then, son! Go bunny hop around the block!

That ought to jolt your organs out of advanced cementification!

[grunts]

Trying to sneak out of helping, huh?

Yeah. Well, I... Just, uh, getting some extracise.

Well, while you're huffing and puffing, blow up some of these!

-[Pete grunting] -Petey?

[grunting] I hate this! [screams]

[sighs] Reminds me of my Great-Uncle, Pattonleather.

[sighs] Bet he's out for his morning Bill of Rights about now,

While Uncle Angelo finishes decorating for the reunion.

Now, the secret to art of the absurd

is to do whatever comes out from your head!

Don't hold back, huh?

Be daring! Toss inhibition to the winds!

Whee! This is more fun than finger painting daddy's car!

[panting] hey, where do ya want these?

Anywhere, just throw them around!

[all delightedly screaming]

[M. Angelo] I love this... Is a fine is... Throw the...

Ooh-la-la! Your papa is a natural!

What have you done?

Created a masterpiece, no?

[Pete yells] No!

[Goofy] Petey, got a minute?

Can't seem to work... Wow!

Oh, um, uh, just helping P.J. with a little art project, yeah.

Oh, Uncle Angelo was gonna do one with Maxie!

Well, catch ya later. Don't want to intercept artistic genius!

[sniffles] That does it! I gotta get to that reunion!

Daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy!

Want to help us put the finishing splotches on the living room?

Aw, no thanks, pudding. I gotta change for the party.

It's already 10:00. Only got two hours to hide!

I'm gonna take the longest shower and shave in history!

Don't worry, I'll clean you up in milliseconds!

[sputtering] Whoa! What are you doing? I gotta go!

Don't you want to brush your teeth?

We wouldn't want you to have the pillow breath all day, ya know!

[screams] help!

[panting]

I can't take this much longer. I gotta get outta here!

Oh, great! While you're out, you can pick up a few groceries!

[exclaims in surprise]

You'd think we were feeding these Goofs for a month!

Well, actually, it's more like two weeks.

No way! The reunion's at high noon.

That's just one hour and 15 minutes.

Oh-ho, that's just the beginning. [chuckles]

[nervous giggle]

[panting nervously] I gotta get rid of these Goofs.

I gotta get rid of these Goofs. I gotta... [gasps] bingo!

Ad for a cargo ship to Tiera del Foongo!

Leaves at noon, takes passengers along for a dirt-cheap fare.

Hello, Slime O' The Sea?

I want to book a gaggle of Goofs to Tiera del Foongo.

Of course!

They'll think they're taking a tour of the Spoonerville Harbor!

Pile in, now! Gonna show ya the harbor

while Peg and the kids put the finishing touches on the celebration!

And on the way, we'll get your eyebrows in shape!

Hoop-hah, hoop-hah, hoop-hah.

That's right, two tickets to Tiera del Foongo on the Slime O' The Sea,

two bucks each, payable in 10 easy 20-cent installments.

Might be a few days late, but at least we'll get to see everyone!

[Max] looks more like Dad than Dad!

-He's not gonna believe this! -Almost noon.

You go get him, and we'll round up the relatives.

The party's on!

Dad? Got a big surprise.

And I got a bigger one. [laughs] no peeking now!

-But, Pop... -No time to talk now!

You're gonna love this, Maxie!

-[horn blaring] -[bird squawking]

[Pete] you kids have your fun. I'm gonna bow out. [chuckles]

I've done this tour 100 times!

Better call Peg and check in. Meet ya when you're done!

Gosh! Thank you, Peter. [laughs] You think of everything!

[grunts]

Sure do! Good-bye and [chuckles] good riddance!

When are we gonna get to my surprise?

Not long now! Just hang onto your cowlick.

Why, I bet we can even see Goof's house from up here.

He'd sure flip if he knew how close we were! [laughs]

[Max] Dad, how long's "not long"?

No one's anywhere! But how could all the Goofs vanish at once?

Not to mention your father... Hmm...

Pete's missing, too? Oh, he wouldn't!

[all] Oh, yes, he would!

[snorting laughter]

Sometime I'm so brilliant, I scare myself!

[laughs]

[stutters] Ooh... Hi, sweetbread!

Um, uh, the Goofs, uh, said they're sorry.

Uh, family emergency. They had to leave early...

[grunts]

I'm not buying it, Peter.

You have until noon to get them back here. You got it?

-Got it. -Good!

Oh, mama!

[tuts] where do you think you're going?

Well, I've gotta find some Goofs!

Not without a ticket ya don't!

[gasps] Would you take an IOU?

How about you take a hike!

[nails being hammered]

[burly sailor] Load up those crates!

Anchors aweigh!

Surprise! [laughs]

We're off to Tiera del Foongo!

[laughs] Gonna see the relatives after all.

No, we're not, the family's...

[Aunt Goophelia] Up here!

[Goofy] Lookie! [laughs]

[Goofs screaming]

Gosh, Werner. [laughs] I ain't seen you...

[Werner] It's good to see you. Yeah.

[laughs] This here's Max.

Chip off a... Wait just a ding-dang minuto!

How in Goofdom did you get here?

[Pattonleather] Why, we owe it all to...

[all] Pete!

[spits] Hiya.

Ooh, Peter.

Oh, gosh, it's great to see you.

Oh! He flew us out here and put us up.

And got us off on the wrong boat so we were all together!

[laughs] Ought to make him guest of honor at our party!

Better yet, let's make him an honorary Goof!

No, no! Uh, really, please!

-I don't deserve it. -Sure ya do! First off,

Gonna teach ya the Goofy family two-fisted wraparound handshake!

[Pete grunting]

Hah, not bad for a beginner!

Next up...

Now, just hold your horses, Pattonleather.

Pete's the guest of honor.

Let's see what he wants to do.

What? Me? Oh, what do I wanna do?

Well, I... I suppose I... [gasps] Oh, yeah!

I know exactly what I wanna do!

Pegster or no Pegster, I can't take this anymore.

Uh, what is it, Petey?

Well, how's about a nice game of hide-and-seek?

Now, you all hide whilst I do the digitalizing!

One, two, three,

Four, five, six, seven,

Eight, nine, 10...

-This is my lifeboat to freedom! -[engine whirring]

[yelling] gangway!

He's got about 20 more seconds.

[Pete screaming]

-[ricocheting] -[crashing]

Peter! Are you crazy?

This mess is going to cost a fortune!

Well, don't worry about a thing, Peg dear.

Why, we couldn't think of letting

Pete break his bank account fixing Goofy's house.

Yeah, that wasn't his fault,

He was just beside himself with joy at becoming a Goof!

[stuttering] But... But...

Aw, you knew we were hiding in there all the time, didn't you, Petey?

[sobbing]

I feel the same way, buddy! Thanks!

[Aunt Goophelia] hmm. Why don't we have

a good old-fashioned Goofy-style barn raising?

Only gonna cost Pete a tenth as much!

But it will take a month!

Well, that ain't long, P.J. and Pistol took nine.

Ooh, goody! I'll make you all my recipes, Pete!

Oui! and I'll decorate your car

in pre-primitive neo-clash-ic-ic-ic-icism.

And I will jet propel your satellite dish.

And I'll turn you into a marathon man.

-[clinking] -Well, fine.

But you're not going to some motel.

We're putting all of you Goofs up right here.

-[chuckles] -[groans]

♪ Gimme a beat ♪

[theme music playing]

Yeah!