Original subtitles

In a stunning upset, President Spheros has been defeated

by dark horse candidate Obtuse.

His "Peace Without Slime" platform

seems to have struck a chord among the Pac World populace,

ushering in a new era of reconciliation with the Netherworld.

With his inauguration only days away,

what changes are in store for Pac World?

Uh, nothing good is in store, you can mark my words.

(SINGING) The Pac is back

Ghosts chomping at his feet

Pac's our hero Pac just can't be beat, yeah

Pac-Man yellow, Pac extreme He's a chowing-down machine

Ghosts, monsters, ghouls And only one can stop them

Pac-Man rules

The Pac is back

Ghosts chomping at his feet

Pac's our hero Pac just can't be beat

The Pac is back!

(LAUGHING)

Obtuse makes a fine puppet, but I'm the puppet master!

(IMITATING) I'm the puppet master, I'm the puppet master!

Eh?

Once Obtuse is inaugurated,

he'll be given the location of the repository that holds our bodies.

I'll be restored to my corporeal glory!

(LAUGHS)

I cannot wait until I get my body back!

I'll have feet again!

Und be able to realize my after-lifelong dream

of becoming a tap dancer.

(LAUGHS)

This mad scientist gig has been good,

but what I really want to do is dance!

Music is in my ectoplasm!

(SCATTING)

(SIGHS) Really need feet for that.

How can Pac Worlders be so easily fooled?

It's obvious the election was rigged.

Oh, that's the evil genius of it.

By possessing the electorate on their way into the voting booths,

the ghosts were able to get their victims to cast ballots for Obtuse,

with no memory of doing so!

PAC: Too bad we don't have any proof of the mud-slinging, ballot-stuffing

and assorted dirty tricks Betrayus used to rig this election.

Well, other than Inky, Pinky, Blinky and Clyde could vouch for it.

But can't, because Betrayus would feed them

to his monster pet, Fluffy, like four scoops of slimy kibble.

Yeah. Nobody would listen to us, anyway.

That smooth-talking Obtuse

has got them Pac World saps eating out of his hand!

Uh... Uh...

(CLEARS THROAT) No offense to any saps present.

-Oh, none taken. -I'm cool with that.

-(CHUCKLES) Been called worse. -Figure of speech, certainly.

Speaking of eating, I'm so upset that I'm not even hungry.

(CHEWING)

(GULPS)

(BURPS)

(BEEPS)

Obtuse may think he's in charge,

but we all know that Betrayus is the ghost behind the throne.

And once he gets his body back and controls the Tree Of Life,

it's game over for all Pac Worlders, Obtuse included.

So Grinder, what's for breakfast?

OBTUSE: Oh, hurry up, hurry up!

I want this abysmal decor replaced before I take the oath of office.

Yes, yes...

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

Uh, these don't match the carpet, boss.

(SCOFFS) I don't care! Just get them hung and be done with it!

Hmm!

Kind of depressing, ain't it, boss?

Don't you know anything? Slime is the new in shade.

Keep rolling!

Oh, fabulous likeness, yes, yes!

I love the way it favors my eyes.

Perfect, perfect! Now I can keep my eye on things

from the comfort of my new throne room inside the Round House.

I realize that my inauguration isn't for another day,

but why don't we speed up the transition?

Show me where the Tree Of Life and the repository are hidden,

so I can begin the important job of keeping them...

(STUTTERS) Safe, I mean.

(GROANS)

Well, the law does require that this information can only be exchanged

when the inauguration is officially over.

Have it your way. But once I'm President,

you'll either hand over the repository and the location of the Tree Of Life,

or face imprisonment. Tick, tick, tick!

Oh! Tick, tick, tick... I like that!

We must smuggle the Tree Of Life and the repository out of the Round House.

But how?

Yeah! Obtuse has security buttoned down.

No Berries, blasters or backpacks are allowed past the doors.

And those guards are pretty hard-nosed with the frisking.

(BEEPS)

(BEEPING)

I'm going to have to confiscate that, ma'am.

Take it back! Oh, take it back!

(GIGGLING)

Yes, security is tighter than a pair of designer jeans

on a well-fed pachyderm.

But if we want to save the world as we know it,

we have to come up with a scheme

to get past the guards without being spotted.

I'm open to suggestions.

What if we build a fake Tree Of Life out of paper mache

to fool Obtuse so we can sneak in and steal the real tree?

Mmm, not bad, Cyli.

That is, if Obtuse didn't actually want to sample the fake berries.

Now, it might be possible to create

a temporal inversion loop around the repository,

so every time Obtuse tried to pick it up, he'd go back five seconds in time,

and ultimately become so frustrated that he'd leave the Round House in a huff.

On the other hand, a temporal orb might collapse in on itself,

freezing time and turning us all into statues

for an endless frozen eternity.

I haven't worked out all the details,

but if we could get a couple of cherry choppers

with some super powerful magnets,

and 400 gallons of tonsil-torturing hot sauce,

I think we'd have a shot at pulling this off.

Uh...

That sounds pretty complicated.

Maybe we're thinking too big.

Hey, that's it!

What about using a Shrink Berry?

Sounds good, except how do you use it on the Tree Of Life?

Or the repository?

Mmm! I've been working on a little invention that might just do the trick.

Well, if it actually works...

If you're just joining us, we're moments away

-from seeing President-elect Obtuse -(GOBBLING)

take the oath of office

and become Pac World's new leader.

Pac World's new puppet president, you mean!

I've already moved into my new throne room in the Round House.

Bring me more bug snacks, Sniveller.

My eyes are glued to the screen

and I don't want to miss a moment of this splendid spectacle!

(GRUNTS)

(ALL EXCLAIMING)

I'm afraid you'll have to wait, Your Emesis.

This is a frisky bunch of roaches.

Then bring me some fresh slugs! They're slower.

Yuck! Disgusting!

All eyes are glued to the presidential podium.

All eyes, that is, except for those of soon-to-be-ex-president Spheros,

who must hand over the orb of office to make the transfer of power official.

Where could the ex-president be?

Obtuse has no idea that the lamp next to him

is actually the disguised repository!

Talk about hiding in plain sight!

(BEEPING)

Huh? Oh, where'd you go, Grinder?

REPORTER: The question on everyone's lips is...

Where is former president Spheros?

(BEEPING)

Empty your pockets.

That, in case you are wondering, is the orb of office,

which I need to hand over to President-elect Obtuse.

Now.

(ALL CHEERING)

-(RADIO BEEPS) -PAC: Are you guys in position yet?

CYLINDRIA: Almost. How about you?

Oh, yeah. The Prez snuck me inside the Round House

easy as Pac Berry pie.

Shrink Berries. Gotta love 'em.

This is where you get off, Pac.

I'll keep Obtuse occupied as long as I can.

The fate of the world rests on your tiny, yellow shoulders.

Um, no pressure or anything!

I won't let you down, Mr. President!

Here I go!

(GRUNTS) Whoo!

What a rush!

Now it's smooth sailing until I get to the secret room of the Tree Of Life.

(BAT SQUEALING)

(NERVOUSLY) Or not!

CYLINDRIA: Did you bring the stink bomb?

Ready to rock and reek!

President-elect's skunk is loose!

Find him, or we're toast!

(SQUEALS)

PAC: Whoa!

Uh, this is the captain speaking.

We are cleared for landing.

Please make sure your seat backs and tray tables

are in their full, upright position.

(GRUNTS)

And thank you for flying Backpack Airlines.

Okay, now it should be a straight shot to...

Splat city.

You're late. Do you have the orb?

Oh, right here.

-Oops! -Of all the clumsy...

Oops!

-Oops! -(GLASS SHATTERS)

Why, you double-crossing...

You guys are seriously starting to bug me!

(GRUNTS)

Ride 'em, roughback!

(EXCLAIMS) No, too gross.

But I think I might be inventing a new sport!

Nah, too creepy! (GASPS)

Thanks, guys. This is my stop.

You had to toss it in the cactus patch, did you?

Hmm.

Here you go, boss. Hang on to it tight.

Oh, I certainly shall, yes, yes...

Now, if we could please get through this tedious ceremony.

Is this the lamp you were talking about, Mr. President?

It's Mr. Ex-president! And what are you doing here?

-Lamp repair. -It says here it's a hazard.

-Not up to code. -Prone to short-circuits.

-A disaster waiting to happen. -Unsafe.

And it doesn't go with the new decor.

Upshot is, lamp's gotta go.

I'll be right back.

(SIGHS) I liked that lamp.

Huh. That went well! I wonder how Pac's doing.

Pac? As in Pac-pest?

What's he got to do with it? And what are they carrying?

PAC: Whoa!

The Tree Of Life looks super huge from this ant's-eye view!

Lucky Sir C was already working on this Berry-powered shrink ray!

All right! It worked!

The Tree Of Life is back-packable.

I just hope the Berry power doesn't wear off too soon,

or I'm going to be seriously squashed!

Something smells rotten in the Round House,

and it's not your odiferous pet!

Sound the alarm!

PAC: I got the Tree!

We got the repository!

Just like clockwork. (CHUCKLES)

I could get used to this adventuring!

-(ALARM BLARING) -I surrender!

Uh, there's, like, nobody here to surrender to!

Uh, my bad. Here they are.

Let's roll!

Huh?

(ALL GRUNTING)

ALL: Whoa!

-(HISSES) -(GASPS)

Well, this stinks!

(GRUNTS)

(HISSING)

Bring it, stinky!

The Pac is back!

They grow up so fast!

-He who smelt it dealt it! -(FARTING)

(ALL GROANING)

Of all the olfactory insults!

(COUGHING)

(GRUNTS)

Don't let them get away, you bloated bungler!

Alert every spook, specter and spiteful spirit on the sea!

Capture that Pac-pain!

(IMITATING) Mmm! Capture that Pac-pain...

(GASPS) Who took my puppet?

I want my body back as much as the next ghost,

but not at the expense of everything that my Pacums holds dear!

Eh, I could handle that expense.

(ALL SCREAMING)

Quick! Am-scray!

Uh, shouldn't that be ick-quay am-scray?

Hey, Back Latin is my second language!

(GRUNTING)

(COUGHS)

Seize those thieves!

(SCREAMING)

Grinder! Ick-quay!

Sweet rescue! Thanks, Grinder.

(BEEPING)

Activating my new and improved Chameleon Berry-powered invisibility cloak wrapper!

Can't hit what you can't see!

(SCREAMS)

Well, it makes it a lot harder.

No! No!

SIR CUMFERENCE: Oh, yes, yes!

Worst puppet ever!

Former president Spheros and Pac-Man, along with their accomplices,

have stolen the Tree Of Life and the repository,

for doubtlessly nefarious purposes.

If you encounter any of these outlaws, report to the authorities immediately.

(SIRENS WAILING)

Anybody offering aid to Pac-Man or his criminal cronies

will be considered equally guilty.

Good news! They didn't post your picture, Grinder old boy.

Guess you're not worth mentioning.

(BEEPING)

As of this moment, Pac-Man is Pac World Enemy Number One!

We're number one! We're number one!

What? It's funny!

Not totally funny.

We got the tree and the repository, but Obtuse is still in charge!

And you can bet he's going to send everything he's got after us.

Well, as long as my Chameleon Berry-based cloaking device keeps us invisible,

we have nothing to worry about.

You now have permission to worry.

Surrender! You're under arrest!

(ALL SCREAMING)

My permission to panic!

Don't worry, Pacums. I have your adorable back covered.

(IMITATING BETRAYUS) Leave the Pac-Brat to me!

You ghostly goons start sliming those pesky Pac World police!

Now!

Well, if that's what the boss wants...

Thanks, Pinky. You do a pretty mean Betrayus imitation.

You really saved our bacon!

I know. You owe me so big-time, my precious Pacums.

I'm not even sure how I'm going to get you to pay me back.

Oh, I'm certain your clever little brain will come up with something.

You got that right, sister!

(CLAMORING)

What just happened?

Oh! I'm going to have to clean up this PR nightmare myself!

And just when we had the pathetic Pac Worlders believing

we were at peace!

Citizens of Pac World!

Don't be alarmed, it's all a big mistake.

Just another trick of the traitor Pac-Brat!

Uh... Pac-Man.

I can assure you that peaceful relations will resume immediately,

or my ghosts will regret it. Deeply.

Sorry for the misunderstanding.

-Uh, no problem. -Oh, no problem!

As long as people think that Obtuse was elected fairly,

we have no chance.

There must be some way to get the truth out.

I'm afraid that my brother and his puppet president

now control all broadcasting channels.

All that's on are propaganda films

and re-runs of his favorite soap opera.

Betrayus and Obtuse must be having a good laugh at our expense.

Yeah, I bet the gloat factor is pushing viral.

Viral! That's it!

Pac, my lad, you've done it again!

I have?

Uh, great!

Now here's my plan.

Oh, and Spheros? You're really not going to like it!

(SPITS)

It's only a matter of time until the lemon menace is captured,

and he returns the tree and the repository.

Even with your bumbling!

It was a minor error, easily rectified.

The average Pac Worlder is about as sharp as a well-used butter knife,

and will continue to accept our deception.

-Uh, Mr. President? -BOTH: Yes?

Spheros! Where did you capture him?

We didn't! The dummy surrendered.

This running and fighting is too much for my fragile constitution.

I would like to discuss the terms of my capitulation.

I brought some pizza to eat while we hash out the details.

Pizza schmizza!

What you should have brought is the Tree Of Life and the repository!

All in good time. But who says no to free pizza?

Mmm! It does look tasty, yes, yes...

True, but I do wish I had some hot slug sauce.

They accepted our deception!

Of course they did! Who says no to free pizza?

Uplinking to the Pacopolis emergency information system.

This ought to be quite a show! (SNICKERING)

(BOTH GOBBLING)

(BEEPING)

FEMALE VOICE: We interrupt this program with a special alert

from the Pacopolis emergency information system.

SPHEROS: So, Obtuse, perhaps you truly are the best leader for Pac World.

After all, you bested me and outwitted the Pac Worlders.

May the smartest, slimiest reign.

I doubt even Betrayus could have cheated so cleverly.

(SPITS)

Forget him, it was all me!

And now I, Lord Betrayus, am the new leader of Pac World!

(LAUGHING)

(CHOKES)

Excuse me, I am the President!

Thanks to my ghosts possessing voters and stuffing ballot boxes!

-(CROWD GASPING) -(GHOSTS GASPING)

You're nothing but my pompous pawn who will do exactly as I say

or feel my wrath!

-You tricked me! -Duh! "Yes, yes!"

And it was almost as easy as duping

all those pathetically gullible Pac Worlders.

(INDISTINCT CLAMORING)

-Cheaters! -They rigged the election!

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

-(APPROACHING FOOTSTEPS) -What's that noise?

-Get them! -(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

Boot them out of the Round House!

Now, see here! Of all the impertinence!

I am the President!

(GASPS) And I am outta here!

-(FARTING) -(GRUNTING)

With the abrupt expulsion of Obtuse from office,

President Spheros is at this moment

being sworn in after an emergency election.

Let's take you there live.

And I do solemnly swear to uphold my oath of office,

upon my honor as President of Pac World.

I didn't think my payback for saving your bacon

was going to be sharing cold pizza under a table in the Round House,

(SIGHS)

but it's a dream come true!

(BEEPING)

(GARBLED) Gotta love a cold slice of pie!

We are getting another alert.

Wait, could that really be...

Pac-Man's guts?

(GROANS)