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MUMMY WIZARD: Wizard mummy, old and rotty...

What we want is a brand new body!

Give me back my youthful power...

I'll own this world inside an hour!

SIR CUMFERENCE: Ages ago, in a mountain temple far away,

there lived, in a manner of speaking, an evil mummy wizard.

Being a mummy, the wizard's teeth had crumbled away,

so he wore instead, a set of funk-covered false teeth.

The eclipsed moons were in position, and the conjurer was intoning a spell

that would restore his body, giving him the vigor that would enable him

to subjugate Pac World and re-make the planet

in his own hideous image.

Then he fumbled his supernatural scepter,

focusing the magic whammy on his choppers.

Instead of restoring new life to his body,

the bumbling mummy gave it to his dentures!

The backlash of the failed incantation caused the temple to tumble.

Oh, no! All my power is in my false teeth!

(BOINGS)

Get those enchanted dentures!

Hide them from the mummy wizard!

(EERIE MUSIC PLAYING)

DR. BUTTOCKS: The dangers of doom were hidden away,

so they could never reunite with their evil master.

According to this ancient scroll,

it seems that the hiding spot is right outside Pacopolis.

It says the mummy is still trapped within the temple

und when the dentures are inside his mouth again,

the spell will be complete und he can restore his mortal body.

Restore his mortal body?

Isn't there supposed to be a lunar eclipse tonight?

Indeed! For the first time in a millennium,

a double eclipse is gonna take a bite out of the two moons in Pac World.

With tonight's moons' movements, the dentures of doom will rise again

und if the evil choppers find their way into their mummified master's mouth,

the curse will be completed.

With a quick incantation, his power will be unstoppable!

BOTH: We have to find the Dentures of Doom!

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!

Indiana Pac is ready for adventure.

If digging a bunch of holes in a park qualifies as "adventure."

Everything we do turns into an adventure, silly, you know that.

I can't change a roll of toilet paper without a big monster coming out of the...

TMI.

I get why you're wearing your dad's hat, Pac,

but why is Grinder dressed like a dentist?

Well, I guess the old rust bucket figures a dentist is the best person

to look for a set of lost dentures.

But it's not a toothbrush that'll save the day,

it's the elaborate scanners I built into Grinder's eye

that'll find the hidden clues on the scrabble map.

Ooh, he's got the scent!

(GRUNTS)

The angle of the incisors divided by the dividend of the dentation

should equal the square-root of the tooth...

(STAMMERING)

Why doesn't this make sense?

You do know where to find the malevolent dentures, do you not?

Of course I do.

According to my precise calculations, uh, they should be...

Uh...

Eeney, meeney, miney... Ha, here!

Ooh, just start digging, dolt.

(GRUNTS)

-Here it comes... -Brace yourself...

Worst job ever.

Steam specter, spin.

Grind the ground until you reach the surface.

Ooh, ah! Und look out below!

Bit late for that, you bumbling butthead.

-(GRUNTS) Are we getting close? -I hope so.

Seeing as though there are more holes than actual park left,

and I don't see any dentures.

(WHIMPERING)

Sounds like Fuzbitz found...

Another Pac-asaurus skeleton.

(GROWLING)

(CHUCKLES) Wow.

Fuzbitz should have been an archeologist.

Well, Fuzbitz found his buried treasure but we still need those teeth.

(WHIRRING)

(COWS MOOING)

Ooh, I could tap my foot with impatience if I had a body

but I won't have a body until we get those treacherous teeth!

What's taking so long?

I want those diabolical dentures and I want them now!

(COWS MOOING)

(GRUNTS)

I said "now," not "cow," you sub-standard scientist!

Maybe that drill is overkill. You ghosts, time to dig!

Oh, we dig, daddy-o.

I got something!

Empty.

I've got something.

Nope. Man, people bury the weirdest things!

Ooh, now, this looks promising. Eureka!

(SCREAMS)

-Got 'em! -Oh, no, you don't!

(GRUNTING)

A-ha! I win! The Dentures of Doom are mine!

(YELPS IN PAIN)

Back off, slime fingers.

(SCREAMS) The filthy toothies talk.

(BOINGS)

Return those dentures!

On it, Sir C.

Got ya! Oh!

Catch those choppers.

(SCREAMING)

(SCREAMING IN PAIN)

Oh, good, it's battery operated. Pac! Incoming!

Yum. Airmail munchies.

(SCREAMING)

This is my least favorite part.

(WHOOSHING)

(SLURPS)

(BURPING)

(IN MUMMY WIZARD VOICE) What are you dopes staring at?

Uh, what's the deal, Sir C?

Fascinating. Extreme decline in the incisors.

Bicuspids boiling with bacteria and bugs,

and those molars are mighty moldy.

(GRUNTING)

Great. But can you get them out of my mouth?

-ASAP. -Perhaps.

However, these noxious choppers are pretty much as rude as you'd expect a pair

of diabolical dentures that've been festering in the ground

for millennia to be.

Hey!

(IN MUMMY WIZARD VOICE) You are not so fragrant yourself, you smelly old fossil.

(GROWLS)

(IN MUMMY WIZARD VOICE) Back off buster, I am taking over here!

(AS PAC) Sorry, my mouth suddenly has a grungy mind of its own.

They say a clean mouth is a happy mouth.

Wow, then these dentures must be really miserable.

(IN MUMMY WIZARD VOICE) The teeth said back off, you fossilized fart.

-(GASPS) Pac, how could you? -He couldn't.

But I'm afraid those churlish choppers are stuck in there tight

and they seem to have a grip on Pac's mind as well!

Taking over and making him their indentured zombie slave.

(IN MUMMY WIZARD VOICE) Despite the ancient language barrier,

I see what you did there.

(SNAPS)

Oh, dear, the lights are on but nobody's home!

That is right, I am in charge now!

-Can't we do anything? -Perhaps, Grinder can succeed

in extricating these repulsive, recalcitrant choppers where I have not.

If there is one thing any decaying pair of teeth hate, it is a dentist!

I am out of here!

Move it, you witless zombie! We need speed.

(CRUNCHING)

Oh, dear! Those ignorant incisors just chomped a bunch

of different berries at once.

Oh! No telling what will happen now.

Okay, that's hot stuff.

Now, this is just creepy weird.

-Dive! -Look out!

Seek shelter!

Follow those phony teeth.

I can see you pests are going to be a problem.

(EVIL LAUGHTER)

Let's see how you like some hyper-hot halitosis.

Whoo-hoo!

Good thing I was wearing a gas mask, that was some bad, bad breath.

(GROWLING)

Time to fight fiery halitosis with... Well, you know.

(FARTING)

(GRUNTING)

Careful, Spiral!

Remember, it's still Pac that we're contending against.

We don't want to harm the dear boy.

C'mon lemonhead, let's lose these losers.

(YELLING)

Don't worry, Sir C.

I've got these nasty gnashers.

(EVIL LAUGHTER)

Thank you, this is better than flossing.

Boys and their toys.

Always using a stick when a carrot works so much better.

You catch more flies with honey than vinegar.

No time for lip liner or gloss coat, so this will have to do.

Blot.

Sweet little 'do, and you've got a stylin' set of denture bait.

(WHISTLES)

Well, hello beautiful!

Do you have a bandage?

Because I just scraped my knee, falling for you.

Do guys really think a line like that actually works?

Okay, it might be a little dated,

but I am sure the line will work better once I have a body.

I've got you now.

Excellent work, Cylindria!

Uh, hey, baby, you want to loosen that grip a little, I've really got to split.

Just my luck to get tangled up with a gal who can't let go!

Let me go!

Not a chance, you tenacious teeth!

Especially once I figured out a way to disengage you from your hapless host.

-Oh, drat. -Forget it.

-Double drat! -Oh!

Very well. Dr. Grinder, if you'd be so kind.

(WHIRRING)

(GRUNTING)

Keep that nasty brush away from me!

Eat Shrink Berry, you dastardly dentures!

(GRUNTING)

It's getting cramped in here. Abandon body!

Cyli, grab those dentures!

My pleasure!

(BOINGS)

Baby, I thought we had something beautiful together.

(AS PAC) Ah! Ugh!

Thanks guys, that was way disgusting,

but it taught me something super important.

We gotta take care of our teeth so we never need dentures.

(SCOFFS) Ingrate.

So Sir C, what're we gonna do now that we finally got the bite on him?

Well, Pac's gonna do what he does best.

Gobble ghosts while the rest of us lend a hand.

You stay put. Not that you have any choice. (CHUCKLES)

I would like to sink my bicuspids into that old coot.

Whoa, frosty. Ha! Just what I need to wash away the bad taste in my mouth.

We're right behind you, buddy!

Grinder and I will handle any low fliers.

(ADVENTUROUS MUSIC PLAYING)

(GULPS AND BURPS)

Thanks for coming, I was seriously hungry.

(YELLING)

And any of you guys I don't gobble now, I'll just freeze for later.

(BURPS)

(LAUGHS) Who am I kidding? I never leave leftovers.

Catch me if you can, squid body.

Better idea, I'll catch you!

Targets at two o'clock!

Whoa, Nelly!

Nice catch, Grinder. We make a pretty good team!

Excellent, excellent.

Keep the Pac-pest und his pernicious pals busy,

my diversionary dimwits.

Meanwhile, I will do the real work. (LAUGHS)

-As always. -Hey, pal!

Help a set of dentures out? I am kind of stuck here.

Most certainly. I scratch your back, you scratch mine.

You know the spell to restore bodies, yes?

You bet, I do.

Get me out of this and I will put the words right in your mouth.

Deal!

(SIGHS)

That is better, and now, like I promised...

(GRUNTS)

(IN MUMMY WIZARD VOICE) The words are in your mouth.

(EVIL LAUGHTER)

I am just not going to say them...yet.

(BURPS)

So, I guess we can call it a day, huh, Sir C?

Sadly, the day has just begun, my boy.

And a dark day it is.

I'd recognize that stench anywhere, Buttocks was here.

And he has pinched the Dentures of Doom!

SIR CUMFERENCE: We can't allow those dastardly dentures

to remain with Dr. Heinie-Stein.

It's bad enough worrying about some evil mummy wizard taking over Pac World.

Right, but if Betrayus and the other ghosts use the spell

to get their bodies back...

It's gonna be a mega mess!

I've calibrated this modified slime detector to track Pac's DNA

anywhere in the world.

(CHUCKLES) And after being in your slobbery gob, my boy,

those diabolical dentures are covered with the stuff.

Yup. (SLURPS)

I am juicy.

Hang on to your hat!

Punch it, Grinder!

Oh, you remind me so much of your father, lad.

I've missed your mom and dad until my heart aches with emptiness,

but being with you has filled that hole

with a new generation of companionship and adventure.

Right back at you, Sir C.

Now, let's defeat those dentures and kick some mummy butt.

(CHUCKLES) You're a chip off the old Zac-Pac,

and you've got me feeling young again!

(IN MUMMY WIZARD VOICE) Ah!

Home sweet home.

Hmm. Kind of trashed, though. The boss has really let the place slide.

As in land-slide.

(LAUGHS)

I crack me up.

(GRUNTS)

(AS DR. BUTTOCKS) Oh! (BLABBERS)

What in the...

So that's what it feels like to be possessed? (GASPS)

(SHIVERS)

How delightfully awful! Blech!

Thanks for the ride, bedsheet.

I am going to leg it from here.

Truth be told,

your after-lifey slimy pie-hole is too nasty even for me.

Oh! That is rather harsh, you insulting incisors.

The tooth hurts. (LAUGHS)

Hey! Oh, wait! We need to talk!

Talk to the hand.

Hmm.

That line will work so much better, too, once I get my body back.

Please, tell me the secret spell that will restore my body.

Please? Please... I will be your BFF forever.

Stop haunting me, you pesky poltergeist!

You will have to pry the secret from my disembodied mouth.

Well, that can be arranged.

Oh!

Petrified banana peel booby trap. That is a new one.

Sounds delicious to me.

You losers are harder to get rid of than gingivitis.

But I have got a trick or two up my sleeve.

(SIGHS)

I can't wait to actually have sleeves.

(SLURPS)

Bad idea to use food as a booby trap, I am a fruit ninja.

(BURPS)

(SLURPING)

And I always enjoy a ghost for dessert.

Oh, come on! That's the second time today!

(GULPS)

(BURPS)

Dude, let's go. The dentures are hot-footin' it.

Now, that line would probably work better if he had feet.

After 'em!

The moons are in the right place. The spell is ready to be expelled.

Now, how do I get my body out from all that rubble?

-Teeth, get ready to meet fist. -Perfect.

Give me your worst, you flying tin-can. I can take it.

(SCREAMS)

Missed me.

(GRUNTING)

Finally! I've been stuck in that wretched, stinking temple for centuries.

Oh! My toofers.

Come to daddy. Or mummy, or...whatever.

-Home sweet home. -No!

(GRUNTS) Must...control...dentures.

(IN MUMMY WIZARD VOICE) Must...escape...Pac-mouth!

How are they both talking at the same time?

-That's creepy. -Totally.

There must be some solution to this distasteful situation.

C'mon Pac-Master, fight those dirty dentures.

No sleazy teeth can beat my bro!

Nah...

Dirty dentures, that's it!

(IN MUMMY WIZARD VOICE) If there is one thing any decaying pair of teeth hate,

it is a dentist!

They say a clean mouth is a happy mouth.

(GRUNTING)

Keep that nasty brush away from me!

But it's not a toothbrush that will save the day.

I was wrong!

You wonderful rust bucket! It is a toothbrush that'll save the day.

Dr. Grinder, scrub those putrid puppies.

No. No!

-Ow! (BLABBERING) -(WHIRRING)

(NORMAL VOICE) I am back! And I am minty fresh.

It worked! The spell is broken.

-Here you go, Mr. Mummy Wizard. -Pac, what are you doing?

It's okay.

Grinder cleaned away all that ancient grime and grumpiness.

So he is feeling fine now.

(LAUGHING)

Better than fine. I am sublime.

From now on, I am flossing every day.

And what a beautiful day it is.

But, aren't you gonna say the spell that will get your body back?

Actually, I have had a lot of time to think about what a dumb idea that was.

Bodies get old, but a mummy lives forever.

Sorry about all the bother,

I did not realize what a foul mood having horrific halitosis

and terminal gingivitis had given me.

No problem.

Chasing cursed dentures and saving the world from evil wizards and monsters

and stuff is pretty much how we spend our days.

And after saving the world is the reward of lunch!

Nice. I haven't eaten in a thousand years and I am starving.

(CHOMPING) Ah!

Ow.

I chipped a tooth.