Original subtitles

- I SURE HOPE I PASS. - WHAT'LL I DO IF I FAIL?

- I FEEL SICK.

- GUYS, CHECK IT OUT.

- WHOA, YOU GOT YOUR DRIVER'S LICENSE!

THAT'S AWESOME, CYLI!

- YOU'RE SO LUCKY YOU PASSED.

MR. STRICKLER IS SO HARD-CORE,

HE FLUNKED ME FOR "IMPAIRED VISION."

- BUT YOU DON'T WEAR GLASSES.

- I KNOW!

BUT A HAIR FELL OVER MY EYE FOR LIKE A SPLIT SEC.

- EH, I'M NOT WORRIED ABOUT MR. STRICKLER,

'CAUSE I GOT MY DRIVING LESSONS FROM AUNT SPHERIA.

[cars honking] - EYES ON THE ROAD!

CHECK YOUR MIRROR!

EYES ON THE ROAD! WATCH YOUR LEFT!

CHECK YOUR SPEEDOMETER! EYES ON THE ROAD!

LOOK BOTH WAYS! CHECK YOUR MIRROR!

EYES ON THE ROAD!

- I'M A NATURAL.

- AND FINALLY TURN SIGNALS ARE TO BE TURNED ON 13.5 SECONDS

IN ADVANCE, NOT A WILLY-NILLY 11.

NOT ONLY WILL YOU NOT BE GETTING YOUR LICENSE,

I AM REVOKING YOUR LEARNER'S PERMIT.

- AAH!

[crying]

- YOU SHALL RIDE THE PUBLIC TUBE FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE.

OH, AND, UH, TELL YOUR MOTHER I'LL BE LATE FOR DINNER.

- WHOA, HE DID THAT TO HIS OWN DAUGHTER?

- GOOD LUCK, PAC.

- NO LUCK NEEDED. WATCH ME ACE THIS!

- BEGIN. [engine starts]

FIVE POINTS OFF FOR EXCESSIVE NOISE.

- BUT THAT'S NOT MY FAULT.

IT'S MY AUNT'S CAR. IT'S OLD.

- ANOTHER FIVE POINTS FOR DISRESPECTING THE ELDERLY.

- I WASN'T DISSING--

- AND TEN MORE FOR LITTERING.

12 POINTS OFF FOR UNSTEADY DRIVING.

- I'M NOT DRIVING!

WE MUST BE HAVING AN EARTHQUAKE!

[Pac-Man theme]

- ? THE PAC IS BACK ?

? GHOSTS CHOMPING AT HIS FEET ?

? PAC'S OUR HERO ?

? PAC JUST CAN'T BE BEAT, YEAH! ?

- ? PAC IS YELLOW, PAC IS GREEN ?

? HE'S A CHOWING-DOWN MACHINE ?

? YO, MONSTERS, GHOULS ?

? AND ONLY ONE CAN STOP THEM ?

all: ? PAC-MAN RULES! ?

- ? THE PAC IS BACK ?

? GHOSTS CHOMPING AT HIS FEET ?

? PAC'S OUR HERO ?

? AND PAC JUST CAN'T BE BEAT ?

? THE PAC IS BACK! ?

[all screaming]

- UNH!

WHOA!

NO! [tires screeching]

[sighs, then exclaims]

TOO CLOSE! AAH! UNH!

[sighs]

THAT WAS INTENSE, BUT WE MADE IT!

- NO TURN SIGNAL. AIRBORNE IN A NO-FLY ZONE.

IMPERFECT PARKING.

- BUT, MR. STRICKLER, THE GROUND WAS ROCKING AND ROLLING!

- NATURAL DISASTERS ARE NO EXCUSE FOR POOR DRIVING.

YOU FAILED!

[horn blaring]

- I CAN'T BELIEVE I FAILED.

- OKAY, SO YOU CAN'T DRIVE CARS,

BUT YOU STILL GET TO DRIVE THE COOLEST VEHICLES ON THE PLANET.

- YEAH, COME ON, DUDE.

YOU'VE GOT YOUR PICK OF THE PACCERCHINI,

CHERRY CHOPPER, PACNANA, PINEAPPLE TANK,

AND MY FAVE, THE LEMON ROCKET.

- AND WHO KNOWS WHAT AMAZING NEW RIDE

SIR C WILL INVENT FOR YOU NEXT?

- RIGHT!

BUT I'M NOT USED TO FAILING,

ESPECIALLY WHEN I WORKED SO HARD.

- NEXT TIME, YOU'LL PASS FOR SURE.

- YEAH, BRO, WHAT ARE THE ODDS OF ANOTHER NATURAL DISASTER?

- ? SHAKE, SHAKE, SHAKE ?

? SHAKE THE PAC-WORLD, SHAKE THE PAC-WORLD ?

WHOO! HA HA! [gasps]

DON'T YOU EVER KNOCK?

- OH. [clears throat]

TRUST ME, YOUR RUTHLESSNESS,

I WISH I HAD.

MY EYES ARE STILL RECOVERING FROM THE SIGHT.

HOWEVER, I THOUGHT YOU MIGHT BE PLEASED TO KNOW

PACOPOLIS WAS HIT BY OUR FIRST EARTH TREMOR.

- [squeals] EXCELLENT.

WE'RE RIGHT ON SCHEDULE

FOR THE UTTER COLLAPSE OF PACOPOLIS!

- SIR CUMFERENCE?

HELLO? GRINDER! FUZBITS!

- UP HERE!

- YOUR AUNT SPHERIA HAS BEEN HELPING ME ADD

SOME NEW FEATURES TO THE PACCERCHINI.

- [grunts] [purrs]

- AND WE'RE ALMOST DONE.

ALL I NEED IS--

EH, YOU PROBABLY HAVE A FEW BOLTS YOU AREN'T USING.

- [beeps]

- WE WERE HOPING TO FINISH IN TIME TO SURPRISE YOU,

IN HONOR OF GETTING YOUR DRIVER'S LICENSE.

- IN THAT CASE, TAKE YOUR TIME.

I DIDN'T PASS THE TEST.

- WHAT? I'VE TRAINED JET PILOTS!

ASTRONAUTS! PIZZA DELIVERY GUYS!

YOU'RE A GREAT DRIVER!

- [sighs] TELL THAT TO MR. STRICKLER.

[rumbling]

- AAH! [all shouting]

- GET UNDER A DOORWAY! - WHOOPS! OOH!

- GOTCHA!

- THAT'S THE SECOND ONE TODAY.

- MY SACROILIAC'S TELLING ME

THAT SOMETHING'S NOT KOSHER ABOUT THESE EARTH TREMORS.

- AND YOUR SACROILIAC IS USUALLY SPOT-ON.

I SUSPECT WE MAY BE VICTIMS OF FOUL PLAY

FROM OUR GHOSTLY NEIGHBORS IN THE NETHER REGIONS.

[all gasp]

- OR IT COULD BE JUST A PLUMBING PROBLEM.

ONLY ONE WAY TO FIND OUT.

YOU KIDS STAY HERE.

SPHERIA AND I WILL COMB THE CITY

WITH MY SEISMOGRAPHIC SPECTROMETER.

THIS MECHANICAL MARVEL CAN LOCATE AND ANALYZE

ANY UNDERGROUND ACTIVITY.

IT ALSO MAKES EXCELLENT SMOOTHIES.

FIELD RESEARCH IS THIRSTY WORK.

- YOU'RE NOT DONE YET?

- OH, WHAT A SUPREME GRASP OF THE OBVIOUS.

BUT YOU SHOULDN'T BE SURPRISED,

GIVEN THE ANTIQUATED EQUIPMENT YOU'VE FORCED ME TO WORK WITH.

AND THE DRILL BITS AREN'T MUCH BETTER.

[all jabbering]

- [making car noises]

- I CAN'T BELIEVE WE HAVE TO PRETEND TO DRIVE

LIKE WE'RE STILL LITTLE KIDS.

- I KNOW. BUT IT'S STILL WAY FUN!

- WE FOUND IT!

- THE SMACK-DAB EPICENTER OF THE TREMORS.

- SOME KIND OF HOLE IS BEING DRILLED, FROM DOWN BELOW.

THEY MUST HAVE FOUND A WEAK SPOT IN THE PAC-WORLD CRUST.

- HOW DO YOU KNOW IT'S BETRAYUS AND NOT JUST A NATURAL FAULT?

- BECAUSE THE SPECTROGRAPH IS SHOWING

HIGH LEVELS OF ETHEREAL ACTIVITY.

AND CAN YOU HEAR THAT? [chugging, clanging]

DEFINITELY SOME KIND OF DRILLING GOING ON UNDER US.

- THEN THERE'S THIS--

"FUTURE HOME OF LORD BETRAYUS."

- IF BETRAYUS BREAKS THROUGH,

ATMOSPHERIC PRESSURE WILL SUCK ALL OF PACOPOLIS

INTO THE NETHERWORLD.

[air whooshing] - AND IT'S ALREADY STARTED.

IF THAT HOLE GETS MUCH BIGGER, IT'S--

- BYE-BYE, PACOPOLIS.

- HOW LONG BEFORE PACOPOLIS IS SUCKED INTO THE NETHERWORLD?

- I'D SAY ABOUT A HALF HOUR.

- SAY WHAT? - OOH, HALF AN HOUR?

- NO WAY!

- HEY NOW, DON'T PANIC.

C.C. HERE'S GOT A PLAN.

- YUP, I'VE BEEN EXPECTING THAT TUSH-HEAD DR. BUTTOCKS

TO TRY SOMETHING LIKE THIS, SO I'VE ALREADY INVENTED

THE EXPANDO CORK!

[cheering]

UNFORTUNATELY, I DIDN'T BRING IT WITH ME.

- AW, BUMMER! - OH, THAT'S BAD.

- N.G. - OH.

- BUT FORTUNATELY IT'S IN THE LAB!

[cheering]

UNFORTUNATELY, I'M NOT EXACTLY SURE WHERE.

NO WAIT, WAIT! I REMEMBER NOW. [chuckles]

I USED IT TO PLUG A LEAK IN GRINDER'S CAN.

- [beeping]

[all groaning, ewwing]

- NOT THAT CAN. HIS OIL CAN!

all: OH!

- WELL, BETTER BRING MY OLD JALOPY!

- AND THE PINEAPPLE TANK TOO!

WE MIGHT NEED SOME EXTRA FIREPOWER TO PUSH THAT CORK IN.

[all jabbering]

- [chewing]

WATCHING WORK IS SUCH HARD WORK.

- YES, AT TIMES I WONDER HOW YOU MANAGE TO ENDURE.

- [gasps]

MY SPY CAM JUST DISCOVERED THAT KNOW-IT-ALL SIR CUMFERENCE

HAS A WAY FOR THE PAC PEST TO PLUG MY HOLE!

- WHOA, OH! - WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?

SEND A WRECKING CREW TO WRECK THE PAC-MAN'S PLANS!

- HOW IS THIS LITTLE THING GONNA STOP PAC-WORLD

FROM BEING SUCKED AWAY?

[shimmering]

OH! UNH!

- THAT'S PROBABLY WHY IT'S CALLED AN EXPANDO CORK.

- HUH, WELL HOW MUCH BIGGER DOES IT GET?

- LET'S NOT FIND OUT UNTIL WE GET IT TO SIR CUMFERENCE.

- I KNOW HOW TO GET IT TO HIM, FAST.

SEE YOU THERE!

- STOP!

- HUH?

- DRIVING WITHOUT A LICENSE.

- MR. STRICKLER, YOU CAN'T GIVE ME A TICKET.

- OF COURSE I CAN.

IN ADDITION TO WORKING FOR THE DEPARTMENT OF HOVERING VEHICLES,

I ALSO HAPPEN TO BE A TRAFFIC ENFORCEMENT SUPERVISOR.

ALSO KINDERGARTEN DETENTION MONITOR,

AND CERTIFIED TATTLETALE.

ACTUALLY THAT LAST ONE'S MORE OF A HOBBY.

- MR. STRICKLER, I'M ON A SPECIAL MISSION.

- OH, AREN'T THEY ALL?

YOUR LEARNER'S PERMIT ALLOWS YOU TO DRIVE

ONLY WHEN ACCOMPANIED BY A LICENSED DRIVER.

- [blows raspberry]

- AND THIS VEHICLE IS NOT LICENSED FOR ANIMAL TRANSPORT.

- BUT I'VE GOT TO GET THIS CORK

TO SIR CUMFERENCE TO SAVE PACOPOLIS!

- IMMINENT DESTRUCTION OF AN ENTIRE CITY IS NO EXCUSE

FOR BREAKING THE LAW.

- [shrieks]

[roaring, grunting]

- I GOTTA GO!

- NOT WITHOUT BEING ACCOMPANIED BY A LICENSED DRIVER.

- YOU'RE A LICENSED DRIVER, RIGHT?

- OF COURSE I AM.

- THEN GET IN!

- UNH! - BUCKLE UP.

- [squeaking]

- SORRY, FUZBITS, WE GOTTA HURRY.

I DON'T EVEN HAVE TIME TO EAT GHOSTS.

- [screams]

- OH! [cackles]

WELL, MAYBE JUST ONE.

[gulps, burps]

- OH, I KNOW YOU'RE SPEEDING!

[dragon roaring]

I DIDN'T HEAR A TURN SIGNAL.

[sploosh] - HUMPH!

- THAT DEFINITELY FELT ILLEGAL!

- PITY, YOUR TEAM APPEARS TO BE JUST AS INCOMPETENT AS YOU.

- OH, FASTER, YOU MISERABLE BEAST!

FASTER!

ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ME?

[muffled] SO YOU WERE LISTENING.

NOW, FASTER!

[dragon roaring]

- I CAN TELL BY WIND CHILL ON MY REAR QUARTER

THAT YOU ARE SERIOUSLY SPEEDING!

- [sighs]

I WISH SIR C TOLD ME WHAT NEW FEATURES ARE ON THIS THING.

GUESS I'LL JUST HAVE TO TEST-- WHOA!

[dragon roaring]

OH-HO! OKAY, THAT WAS TOTALLY SICK!

- EH, WELL, ALL YOUR RECKLESS DRIVING IS MAKING ME SICK!

THERE IS NO EXCUSE FOR IT!

- WE WERE BEING ATTACKED BY GHOSTS.

WELL, THEY WERE HERE.

- [grunts] [shrieks]

- [gasps]

[dragon roaring]

- OH, NO. THE DRAGON'S GOT THE CORK!

- GET OFF MY FACE, YOU FURRY FIEND!

- HANG ON, WE'RE GOING IN!

- IN--IN WHERE?

- GOTTA POWER-BERRY US UP.

YOU'LL NEED THIS TO WITHSTAND THE ATMOSPHERE DOWN HERE.

- NOW SEE HERE--[sputters].

IS THIS THE WESTSIDE PAC-TUBE TUNNEL?

- NOPE! WE'RE GOING INTO THE NETHERWORLD.

- LYING TO A TRAFFIC OFFICER. [laughs]

THESE WILD STORIES ARE JUST MAKING THINGS WORSE FOR YOU.

EXCEEDING CITY TUNNEL SPEED LIMIT.

FAILING TO YIELD AT TUNNEL EXIT.

- THERE'S THE DRAGON!

- DRAGON. [chuckles] RIGHT.

[crash] - WHOA, NO!

[dragon growling]

- THAT'S IT!

I INSIST YOU TAKE THIS VEHICLE TO THE IMPOUND YARD IMMEDIATELY!

- SORRY, MR. STRICKLER.

YOU CAN GIVE ME ALL THE CITATIONS YOU WANT,

EVEN FLUNK ME FOREVER.

- AAH!

- BUT RIGHT NOW WE'VE GOT WAY BIGGER PROBLEMS.

WE DON'T KNOW WHICH WAY THE DRAGON WENT,

AND WE'RE RUNNING OUT OF TIME AND...

FUEL.

- SORRY ABOUT THIS, SPIRAL,

BUT THE TANK'S A ONE-SEATER,

AND YOU DON'T HAVE YOUR DRIVER'S LICENSE.

- [sighs] DON'T REMIND ME.

[cows mooing]

- HURRY, THEY'VE ALMOST BROKEN THROUGH!

- WHERE'S THE EXPANDO CORK?

- DIDN'T PAC BRING IT?

- NO, WE HAVEN'T SEEN HIM.

- WHERE COULD HE BE?

- TSK, TSK, TSK, TSK.

FAILURE TO MONITOR FUEL LEVEL.

WHY AM I NOT SURPRISED?

- [sniffs] YOU SMELL SOMETHING?

- UGH! - [sputtering and choking]

UGH, WHAT IS THAT HORRIFIC ODOR?

- IT SMELLS LIKE...

VICTORY!

[creatures chewing and burping]

- HERE YA GO, ONE SLUG DOG,

EXTRA SEWAGE. - THANKS!

I'LL TAKE IT TO GO.

- THE PAC-MAN!

[alarm rings] all: GET HIM! STOP THE INTRUDER!

- [burps]

GOOD THING IT'S A HYBRID.

- GH-GH-GHOSTS!

- WHO'D YOU THINK LIVES IN THE NETHERWORLD?

- NETHERWORLD?

[whimpers] I'M IN THE NETHERWORLD.

[whimpering] - [roars]

- BOOGA BOOGA BOOGA BOOGA! - [whimpering]

- THESE GUYS AREN'T GONNA LEAVE US ALONE.

TAKE THE CONTROLS WHILE I TAKE CARE OF BUSINESS.

YOU ARE A LICENSED DRIVER, RIGHT?

SO DRIVE!

UNLESS YOU PREFER TO BE SLIMED AND EATEN.

- [shouts] - AAH!

- I GOTTA GET COOKING!

all: AAH!

- YUM, EXTRA CRISPY!

[burps]

- [whimpering]

I CAN'T LOOK!

- DON'T YOU KNOW? EYE-YI-YIS ON THE ROAD!

- AAH!

- THAT'S THE LAST OF 'EM.

[burps]

- NOW GET US OUT OF HERE, PLEA--PLEASE.

- AFTER WE GET THE EXPANDO CORK BACK.

THE DRAGON MUST HAVE TAKEN IT TO BETRAYUS.

- B-B-B-BETRAYUS?

THE BIGGEST, BADDEST GHOST EVER?

- EH. HE'S NOT THAT BIG IN PERSON.

[clanging] THAT SOUNDS LIKE DRILLING.

AND I'M GUESSING THAT'S WHERE WE'LL FIND BETRAYUS.

[wind whipping, cows mooing]

- CAN'T HANG ON MUCH LONGER!

- DON'T LET GO!

- AAH! SLIPPING!

- STAND TOUGH!

- [laughs]

WE ARE ABOUT TO PENETRATE

THE SURFACE OF PAC-WORLD AND TRIUMPH!

- NOT SO FAST!

- [screams]

HANDLE THIS. I-I'M LATE FOR A MEETING.

- DID YOU HONESTLY THINK I DIDN'T KNOW YOU WERE COMING?

- WAIT, NO!

[gong rings]

[all booing, shouting]

- TH--THIS WOULD BE A GOOD TIME

TO TURN INTO THAT FIERY FELLOW AGAIN.

- EXCEPT I'M OUT OF POWER BERRIES.

HEY, IT'S NOT LIKE THEY GROW ON TREES.

WELL, MUCH.

- BUT YOU'VE GOT TO DO SOMETHING!

- NO SWEAT.

I GOT DRIVING LESSONS FROM A FREEDOM FIGHTER.

- MOMMY!

[all shouting]

[all shouting]

[all screaming]

[whimpering]

- TIME TO TRY ANOTHER ONE OF THESE.

ALL RIGHT! ORGANIC AMMO!

- [roars]

- HM. BIG DEAL!

YOU STILL CAN'T STOP ME WITHOUT THIS!

YOU'LL NEVER GET IT NOW!

- WANNA BET?

- [groans]

[pop]

- [whimpers]

- THE REST OF YOU, GET HIM!

EH, GOOD HELP IS SO HARD TO FIND.

- HANG ON, WE'RE TAKING A SHORTCUT!

[all screaming]

[shimmering]

all: AAH!

[cheering]

- WE DID IT!

- ALMOST.

[wind whooshing]

- WE NEED ANOTHER CORK.

- OR...

OKAY, AUNT S?

- GO FOR IT!

- PINEAPPLE BOMBS AWAY!

[laughing]

IT'S SEALED TIGHT! - FOREVER!

- WHERE IS EVERYONE?

ALL RIGHT, NO MORE MR. NICE GUY.

WHO WANTS SOME-- [gasps]

OH!

- SORRY ABOUT YOUR CAR, AUNT SPHERIA.

- EH, DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT, PAC. [chuckles]

I'VE BEEN TRYING TO GET RID OF THAT HUNK OF JUNK FOR YEARS!

NOW I CAN GET THAT HOT ROD I'VE HAD MY EYE ON, HM?

- THERE'S STILL THE MATTER OF DRIVING WITHOUT A LICENSE,

EXCEEDING THE SPEED LIMIT, FAILURE TO SIGNAL--

- NOW, YOU LISTEN HERE, YOU BUREAUCRATIC BUFFOON!

YOU BETTER GET OFF YOUR ADDLE-HEADED HIGH HORSE

BEFORE I KNOCK YOU OFF!

- [chuckles] AND SHE CAN DO IT TOO.

- [clears throat]

UH, HOWEVER, TAKING INTO ACCOUNT, UH, EXCELLENT DEFENSIVE

DRIVING SKILLS, DEMONSTRATING COMMAND OF THE VEHICLE--

- I GET MY LICENSE?

- NO.

BUT I WILL PERMIT YOU TO TAKE THE DRIVING TEST AGAIN.

- GEE, THANKS.

- I DEMAND WHO'S EVER OUT THERE

TO START DIGGING ME OUT THIS INSTANT!

- REMOVING ALL THIS DIRT COULD TAKE HOURS.

- HMM, INDEED.

MOTHER ALWAYS SAID THAT, FOR BIG PROJECTS,

IT'S BEST TO START FRESH IN THE MORNING.

- HELLO? IS ANYONE THERE?

HELLO?