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[PAC-MAN] SO WHERE ARE YOU TAKING US, MR. PRESIDENT?

[PRESIDENT SPHEROS] TO A TOP-SECRET LABORATORY

TO MEET PERHAPS THE GREATEST SCIENTIST

IN THE HISTORY OF PACWORLD,

THE SAME GENIUS THAT CREATED THOSE WEAPONS

YOU'VE BEEN USING TO CAPTURE INVADING GHOSTS.

THESE PSCs TOTALLY ROCK.

PSC?

SHORT FOR "PLASMA SUCKING CANONS,"

AS OPPOSED TO FSP, SHORT FOR...

[SPIRAL] "FOOD SUCKING PAC-MAN."

OH, UH, NOBODY WANTED ANYTHING, RIGHT?

[CLEARS THROAT]

YES, WELL, I BROUGHT THIS BRILLIANT SCIENTIST

OUT OF RETIREMENT

TO INVENT MORE WEAPONS.

WAIT, YOU MUST MEAN SIR CUMFERENCE.

UH, SORRY, MR. PRESIDENT.

I'VE READ ALL ABOUT SIR CUMFERENCE.

HIS INVENTIONS HELPED WIN PACWORLD WAR I

AGAINST COMMANDER BETRAYUS.

WOW, THAT MUST MAKE THE GUY, LIKE, WAY OLD NOW, AT LEAST--

[ALARM BLARING]

OH, MY, THAT'S THE NEW GHOST ATTACK DETECTION SIGNAL,

COMPLIMENTS OF SIR CUMFERENCE AS WELL.

THE GHOSTS MUST HAVE BLOWN OPEN A NEW PORTAL.

WONDER WHO THEY'RE ATTACKING?

AH.

OH, YUCK.

LOOKS LIKE IT'S ALL ABOUT US...

[OPENING THEME] THE PAC IS BACK

GHOSTS CHOMPING AT HIS FEET

PAC'S OUR HERO

PAC JUST CAN'T BE BEAT, YEAH

READY TO GO, PAC IS FREE

HE'S A CHOWING-DOWN MACHINE

KILLS MONSTERS, GHOULS, AND ONLY ONE CAN STOP THEM

PAC-MAN RULES Bß

THE PAC IS BACK

GHOSTS CHOMPING AT HIS FEET

PAC'S OUR HERO Bß

THE PAC JUST CAN'T BE BEAT

[ARCADE MUSIC]

THE PAC IS BACK

[PAC POLICE] LOOK OUT!

[PAC POLICE 2] INCOMING!

[SCREAMING]

HEY, MAC, LET'S GRAB A DOUGHNUT

AFTER WE SLIME THESE LOSERS.

LET'S DO IT.

THE BRAKE THRUSTERS ARE SLIMED. I CAN'T STOP.

DON'T WORRY. YOU DESERVE A BREAK TODAY.

OW!

BETTER LEAVE SOME BERRIES,

IN CASE YOU GUYS NEED TO POWER-UP, TOO.

BUT NOT THIS ONE. IT'S TOO DELICIOUS.

AND THAT'S THE COOLEST BECAUSE IT GIVES ME ICE POWERS.

THAT ONE'S THE--

[CLEARS THROAT]

ANY TIME NOW.

OH, HERE YOU GO.

TIME FOR A PAC ATTACK.

I'D HAVE THOUGHT YOU'D BE EXCITED TO TRY ALL THE BERRIES.

TROUBLE IS WE'RE NEVER SURE HOW EACH ONE'S GONNA AFFECT US.

LIKE THE OTHER DAY,

WHEN I TESTED OUT A PRETTY PINK ONE

GOTCHA!

YOU KNOW, IT MADE ME LIGHTER THAN AIR.

I WAS STUCK ON THE CEILING FOR, LIKE, AN HOUR.

[GULPS]

THOSE GHOULS WERE SERIOUSLY SOUR.

DELISH.

WHOA! WHOA! WHOA!

[SLOW MOTION] WHOA!

THAT'S A NEW ONE.

AND I THOUGHT MY HIGH-TOPS HAD SPRING.

FOLLOW THE BOUNCING BALL.

WISH I'D PAID ATTENTION

TO WHICH BERRY TURNED ME INTO RUBBER PAC-MAN.

THEN AGAIN, HALF THE FUN'S NOT ALWAYS KNOWING

WHAT SUPER POWER I'M GONNA GET NEXT.

LAST ONE.

OR WHEN THE POWER IS GOING TO WEAR OFF.

[BELCHES]

[SPHEROS] THE SECRET LABORATORY

IS BUILT UNDERNEATH THE CAPITAL OF PACWORLD.

WOW, HOW COOL IS THAT?

[RUMBLING]

[ALL SCREAM]

THAT CAN'T BE GOOD.

PROTECT THE PRESIDENT!

BUT WHO'S GONNA PROTECT ME FROM YOU TWO KLUTZES?

WE HAVE TO FIND SIR CUMFERENCE!

SIR CUMFERENCE?

WHERE ARE YOU?

ARE YOU ALRIGHT?

THERE'S TOO MUCH SMOKE TO SEE ANYTHING.

I'VE GOT AN IDEA.

[INHALING]

[COUGHING]

THIS IS PRECISELY

WHY NO ONE SHOULD EVER, EVER SMOKE.

UH, SIR CUMFERENCE?

ARE YOU OKAY?

WHY WOULDN'T I BE?

ARE YOU SUGGESTING THAT I'M OLD?

NO, I-I-I

I MEANT-- UH--

[LAUGHS] OH, I'M JUST MESSING WITH YA, KID.

I'M NOT ONLY OLD. I'M DOWNRIGHT ANCIENT.

BUT THERE'S STILL PLENTY OF-- [LAUGHS]

...PEP IN ME STEP.

[CRASHES]

MY LAB ASSISTANT GRINDER.

LESS PERSONALITY THAN A DOORKNOB.

BUT IT GETS LONELY DOWN HERE,

SO BAD COMPANY IS BETTER THAN NO COMPANY.

I'LL TEACH YA TO DISS ME.

[CHUCKLES]

OOPS.

NOT GOOD TO NAIL THE COMMANDANT.

SORRY, STRATOS, MY BOY.

GET A LIFE.

WAS BETRAYUS BEHIND THE EXPLOSION?

HAS THE LAB'S LOCATION BEEN COMPROMISED?

OH, DON'T BE A TURTLE DOVE WITH NO ONE TO POOP ON.

I WAS JUST MAKING SOME CHILI.

GOT A LITTLE HOT TO HANDLE IS ALL.

I'M CYLINDRIA AND THIS IS SPIRAL AND--

[SIR CUMFERENCE] THE PAC-MAN.

OOH, SPITTING IMAGE OF YOUR POP AT YOUR AGE.

YOU KNEW MY DAD?

YOU BET YOUR YELLOW PAC-SIDE I DID.

HE AND YOUR MOM LOVED MY CHILI.

CARE TO TRY SOME?

THANKS.

[GULPING]

DUDE. BEST CHILI EVER.

GOT ANY MORE?

YES, WELL, SIR CUMFERENCE, OLD FRIEND,

WE'RE HERE TO SEE HOW THE NEW WEAPONS ARE COMING.

WE TOTALLY LOVE YOUR PLASMA-SUCKING CANNONS.

MAJOR AWESOMENESS.

[CHUCKLES] IF YOU LIKE THOSE OLD THINGS,

WAIT TILL YOU TRY THE NEW AND IMPROVED VERSION.

[GRUNTING]

[PAC-MAN] HIT THE DECK!

[CYLI] LOOK OUT!

[SPIRAL] TAKE COVER!

[TOGETHER] PROTECT THE PRESIDENT.

[CHUCKLING] WELL, YOU GET THE IDEA.

[BETRAYUS] WHY ISN'T THE NETHERWORLD'S

LEADING MAD SCIENTIST HERE YET?

WHAT KIND OF USELESS BUTT-LER ARE YOU?

YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO SERVE UP DR. BUTTOCKS TO ME HOURS AGO.

I AM NOT MY TWIN BROTHER'S KEEPER.

THAT'S BECAUSE I AM A GENIUS AND YOU ARE A LOWLY SERVANT.

SERVE THIS, YOU FOUR-EYED EGOMANIAC.

IQ OF A GNAT.

FLATULENCE BREATH.

YOU ARE TWO SOCKS SHORT OF A PAIR.

YOU'VE ALWAYS BEEN THE BIGGEST HEINIE-HEAD.

NUH-UH. YOU ARE.

MY EYES! MY EYES!

I'VE HAD IT,

AND NOT JUST WITH YOU TWIN TWITS.

THERE MUST BE SOMETHING WE CAN DO

ABOUT THAT MISERABLE GHOST-GORGING YELLOW MONSTER.

[CHUCKLES]

7YOU HAVE HIT THE PROVERBIAL NAIL

ON THE HEAD.

THAT'S NOT ALL I'M GOING TO HIT ON THE HEAD

IF YOU DON'T HURRY UP AND EXPLAIN.

[SNAPS]

[ROARS]

THE PAC-MAN MAY BE ABLE TO EAT THE GHOSTS,

BUT EVEN THE LAST OF THE YELLOWS

CANNOT POSSIBLY INGEST MY MUTANT MONSTERS.

[GROANS] NEWS FLASH.

MONSTERS HAVEN'T DONE SO HOT

AGAINST HIM SO FAR.

OH, OH, OH, OH,

THAT WAS BEFORE I,

DR. A.H. BUTTOCKS,

THE GREATEST SCIENTIST TO EVER EXIST,

INVENTED THE MUTANT MONSTER MULTIPLIER.

OBSERVE UNSURPASSED GENIUS AT WORK.

OKAY, I'M IMPRESSED.

[ROAR]

[BOTH WHIMPERING]

SO I PICKED UP A WIMPY MONSTER TO EXPERIMENT ON.

WHO KNEW?

POOR PAC-MAN.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH MY INVENTION?

MINE.

[CACKLES]

I'M GOING TO CREATE AN ENTIRE MUTANT MONSTER ARMY

TO INVADE PACWORLD.

OOH, I WAS GOING TO SAY THAT.

OOPS.

MY MUTANT MONSTERS

WILL WIPE THE FLOOR

WITH THAT PAC-PEST

ONCE AND FOR ALL.

[GROANS]

LIKE ONE BETRAYUS WASN'T OBNOXIOUS ENOUGH.

LOOKS LIKE THEY'RE SLEEPING.

SO RAP ON THE GLASS, BRAINIAC.

SOME DAYS BEING A GHOST CAN BE SUCH A DRAG.

DEPENDS ON HOW YOU LOOK AT LIFE,

GLASS HALF FULL OR HALF EMPTY.

WHAT GLASS?

I DON'T SEE NO STINKIN' GLASS.

PINKY, GO TO THE GIRLS' DORM AND WAKE CYLI.

[GROANS] WHO NEEDS HER?

PAC IS ABOUT TO NEED EVERY FRIEND HE HAS.

AND ABOUT A THOUSAND MORE.

SPIRAL, GET ON THE BALL.

YO, PACKY!

WHAT?

WHOA, SORRY, INKY.

HEY, LEAST YA DIDN'T EAT MY EYEBALL HALF.

SCHMO.

YOU GUYS BETTER GET YOUR BUTTS IN GEAR.

THE DEMENTED DR. BUTTOCKS

IS CLONING A MUTANT MONSTER ARMY

TO INVADE PACWORLD.

BECAUSE HE KNOWS YOU CAN'T EAT MONSTERS.

LOSERS.

OUR PLASMA SUCKERS ARE USELESS AGAINST THEM, TOO.

PAC, CONTACT SIR CUMFERENCE.

HE BETTER HAVE SOME ANTI-MONSTER WEAPONS OR WE'RE--

EXCUSE ME.

SINCE WHEN ARE YOU GIVING ORDERS, MISSY?

GOOD IDEA, CYLI.

[SNORING]

[BEEPING]

[GASPS]

SURRENDER OR...

[PAC-MAN ON INTERCOM] SIR CUMFERENCE?

PAC-MAN?

OH, THERE YOU ARE.

I FORGOT I INVENTED THESE CONFOUNDED THINGS.

WE NEED WEAPONS TO COMBAT A MUTANT MONSTER INVASION FAST.

SORRY, I--

I DON'T HAVE A THING IN STOCK,

BUT I'LL GET RIGHT ON IT.

COME ON, GRINDER, YOU OLD BAG OF BOLTS.

WE HAVE WORK TO DO.

OH, NO YOU DON'T.

ONE OF THESE DAYS IT'S THE SCRAP HEAP FOR YOU!

[CACKLES]

EXCELLENT.

THE MORE MUTANTS TO MASH THOSE PACWORLDERS, THE BETTER.

MY SENTIMENTS EXACTLY.

YOU'RE REALLY STARTING TO GET ON MY NERVES.

MY SENTIMENTS EXACTLY.

THAT'S IT!

[WHISTLES] FLUFFY!

OH, WHAT A CUTE THREE-HEADED DOGGIE--

SIC THAT IMPOSTER.

[GROWLING]

[GASPS]

AMAZING HOW ANYONE SO HANDSOME COULD BE SO CRUEL.

[PURRS]

[BETRAYUS 1 ON RADIO] STOP!

SEND THAT WEAKLING BACK DOWN HERE.

ONLY THE FITTEST AND THE FIERCEST

GET TO BE IN THIS GHOST'S ARMY.

[PURRS]

WELL, WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?

LET THE INVASION BEGIN.

TROOPS, HO.

[LAUGHING]

NOTHING CAN STOP ME NOW.

[BETRAYUS 1] DON'T YOU MEAN ME?

EH, I MEANT NOTHING CAN STOP US NOW.

STOP ME.

ME. ME. ME.

YOU'RE BOTH WRONG.

BECAUSE WE'RE GONNA STOP YOU.

WE HOPE.

[ROAR]

YOU'VE STILL GOT YOURS, RIGHT?

MM-HMM.

SO LET'S SEND THEM PACKING.

DON'T JUST STAND THERE. ATTACK!

DESTROY THEM ALL,

ESPECIALLY THE YELLOW ONE.

SURROUND THE PAC-MAN AND CLOSE IN.

[CHUCKLES]

I ALWAYS KNEW I WAS A BORN LEADER.

[GASPS] WHAT?

IN THAT CASE, I BETTER SHUT YOU UP.

NO, WAIT!

[BELCHES]

THIS TIME WE MAY BE IN OVER OUR HEADS

GONNA TAKE SOME FANCY FLYING

TO HANDLE ALL THESE GUYS.

I'VE GOT THE AIR FORCE!

YOU TAKE CARE OF THE INFANTRY!

ROGER THAT, PAC-LEADER.

LET'S DO IT.

ALL RIGHT,

I'M A MARTIAL ARTS, MONSTER-KICKING MASTER.

[MARTIAL ARTS GRUNTING]

OH, NO, NOT AGAIN.

HEY, THIS COULD WORK OUT.

[GROANS]

[GIGGLING] I CAN START A NEW SHOW--

DANCING IN THE STARS.

THESE MUTANTS SURE PACK A LOT OF FIREPOWER.

SO I BETTER CHILL.

[GASPS]

[SCREAMS]

[HONKS]

OOH, PERFECT TIMING.

WHOA, CHECK IT OUT.

YUM.

PACNANA POWER.

I NEED TO TAKE A READING

TO KNOW WHAT EXACTLY WE'RE UP AGAINST.

OH, MOST IMPRESSIVE.

WHAT HAPPENED TO THE MONSTERS?

JUST AS I THOUGHT--

MUTANT CLONES WITH LIMITED ENERGY CAPACITY,

BUT STILL EXTREMELY DANGEROUS.

TELL ME THIS BABY COMES EQUIPPED

WITH SOME SERIOUS MONSTER-ZAPPING POWER.

MM, NOPE.

HOWEVER, IT IS COMPLETELY ECO-FRIENDLY.

THINK GREEN ENERGY, I ALWAYS SAY.

BUT WHAT ABOUT THE ANTI-MONSTER WEAPONS WE NEED?

UH, HEH, WORKING ON IT.

WHOEVER CREATED THESE MONSTERS

IS A TRUE GENIUS,

DESPICABLY EVIL AND PSYCHOTIC,

BUT BRILLIANT.

OBVIOUSLY NOT BRILLIANT ENOUGH.

THE LEMON FREAK IS WINNING AGAIN.

DUH, BECAUSE YOU ARE SUCH A LOSER.

HANDSOME, BUT A TOTAL LOSER.

[GROANS] I'M GOING TO RIP YOUR FAKE HEAD OFF.

NO. I'M GONNA GET YOU--

YOU DON'T TALK TO ME LIKE THAT.

CHARGE!

SO LONG, SUCKER.

[SCREAMS, GRUNTS]

[GROANS]

THAT'S RIGHT. RUN, YOU BIG...

CALL RIGHT.

THAT WASN'T SO BAD.

WHOA!

BUT THIS IS.

EMPTY.

[GROWLS]

HUH! OH, NO!

[GASPS] PAC!

WE'RE OUT OF BERRIES,

SO PAC MAY BE OUTTA LUCK.

HANG ON!

I'LL TRY.

I JUST HOPE THAT MONSTER DOESN'T--

[GROANS]

...DECIDE TO KICK ME OFF THE LEDGE.

THANKS.

WHOA, YOU'RE A LOT STRONGER THAN YOU LOOK.

[SPIRAL] YO, PACSTER.

YOU'RE OKAY.

THANKS TO THIS GUY.

WE DID IT.

THEY'VE TURNED TAIL FOR THE NETHERWORLD.

EVERYONE EXCEPT FOR HIM.

HE'S SORT OF CUTE...

IN A HAIRY MONSTER KIND OF WAY.

[PURRS]

WOULD'VE BEEN HERE SOONER...

BUT HAD TO WAIT FOR THE EYE IN THE SKY TO SPLIT.

SO THAT BETRAYUS WOULDN'T SEE WHAT CLOSE FRIENDS WE'RE BECOMING...

RIGHT?

WELL, HELLO THERE, FUZBITZ.

NICE TO SEE YOU FINALLY MADE IT OUT.

[SPEAKING MONSTER LANGUAGE]

[SPEAKING SAME LANGUAGE]

CLYDE SPEAKS MONSTER.

ACTUALLY I SPEAK NINE LANGUAGES,

BUT I PICKED UP MONSTER

SHOOTING HOOPS WITH THE SASPACSQUATCH.

SO MAYBE YOU KNOW WHY THE LITTLE GUY SAVED ME.

[CLYDE] NOT ALL MONSTERS ARE, WELL, YOU KNOW, MONSTERS.

SOME ARE REALLY GOOD-HEARTED, LIKE FUZBITZ HERE.

BUT THEY HATE LIVING IN THE NETHERWORLD

SINCE BETRAYUS TOOK OVER.

SO WHAT HAPPENS TO FUZBITZ NOW?

BETRAYUS' SPY CAM CAUGHT HIM SAVING PAC,

SO HE CAN'T GO HOME.

BUT WON'T HE MISS HIS FAMILY?

FUZBITZ IS AN ORPHAN LIKE YOU.

THAT SETTLES IT.

WE HAVE TO TAKE HIM BACK TO THE DORM TO LIVE WITH US.

COOL BY ME,

EXCEPT FOR ONE LITTLE PROBLEM,

ASIDE FROM HIM BEING ATTACHED TO CYLI.

NO PETS ALLOWED IN THE DORMS.

THEN WE'LL JUST HAVE TO HIDE HIM.

YOU'LL BE AS QUIET AS A MOUSE, RIGHT?

[CHIRPING]

[SPEAKS MONSTER]

A MONSTER MOUSE.

OOH, I JUST REMEMBERED WHY WE'RE HERE,

ASIDE FROM ALWAYS LOVING TO SEE YOU.

WHEN DR. BUTT-BREATH

CAME OUTTA THE REGENERATION CHAMBER,

HE WAS MEGA MAD.

HOWEVER, NOTHING COMPARED TO BETRAYUS' RAGE...

AW, FORGET IT.

YOU CAN'T EVEN FATHOM THE MEANING OF FURIOUS

UNTIL YOU'VE HAD YOUR EYEBALLS SPAT OUT.

EITHER I WIN THIS

AND EVERY ARGUMENT,

OR I BANISH YOU TO THE FIERY BOG

FOR ETERNITY.

[LAUGHS] THIS IS IT.

MY EGOMANIACAL TWIN

IS ABOUT TO PUSH BETRAYUS TOO FAR.

WHATEVER YOU SAY, MY OH-SO-SUPREME MASTER, LORD BETRAYUS.

THAT'S WHAT I FIGURED YOU'D SAY.

THE ONE THING WE DO AGREE ON

IS THAT GHOUL-GOBBLER MUST BE DESTROYED.

I AM ALREADY WORKING

ON A NEW PLAN GUARANTEED TO CRUSH PAC-MAN LIKE A BUG.

[BOTH CACKLING]