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Little Nibbles everywhere!

Scat, unsanitary vermin!

Furry, cute savages!

Hey, don't damage the merch!

I got a five-star online buyer for these Gribbles!

Louie, I got you a pet to teach you about responsibility.

Didn't you read the instructions on how to take care of them?

Obviously I didn't, which is good,

because he multiplied, and now I can sell these monsters as exotic pets.

You will take responsibility for your actions and--

-[exclaims] -[snarling]

Wow, Uncle Scrooge. Saving my life and--

You will not talk your way out of this.

You are going to own your mistakes and apologize.

[loud knocking]

[frightening music]

Scrooge McDuck?

Yes?

Uh, you've been summoned.

Don't you mean "served"?

No.

[gasps]

Scrooge McDuck, you have been summoned to the all-powerful Karmic Court,

where the good and the bad deeds of one's life

are weighed by the cosmic scales of justice!

Preposterous!

I demand to know who is bringing forth these charges!

[energy crackling]

No, no. Not him.

No, anything but that.

Send me back to be Gribble chow, please!

Doofus Drake for the prosecution.

If he's the prosecutor,

why is he restrained?

He said he thought it would be fun.

[giggles]

♪ Life is like a hurricane

♪ Here in Duckburg

♪ Racecars, lasers, airplanes ♪

♪ It's a duck blur

♪ Might solve a mystery

♪ Or rewrite history

♪ DuckTales, whoo-ooh

♪ Every day they're out there making DuckTales, whoo-ooh ♪

♪ Tales of derring-do, bad and good luck tales ♪

♪ Whoo-ooh

All rise. The Karmic Court is now in session,

the honorable Lady Justice presiding.

We are all here to see the karmic case of The People vs. Scrooge McDuck

for his alleged crimes committed against the plaintiffs.

Mr. Drake is seeking payment in the form

-of his fortune, -[gasps]

-all landholdings, -[gasps louder]

-and his treasures. -[wheezing gasp]

-[groans] -He's going after the money?!

What kind of sick game is this?

Oh, Llewellyn, so droll.

You destroyed my inheritance

by forcing me to...

[shudders]

share it with my family.

So I found victims whose lives were similarly ruined

by your wicked Gramuncpeepa Scrooge.

We pulled together our financial and supernatural resources

to acquire a magical summons

so that you might face sweet, sweet revenge!

[growling]

Uh, "justice". Sorry, "justice".

-[chuckles nervously] -[huffs]

You ruined my inheritance,

so I'm taking yours.

What in blazes are you babbling about?!

I never wronged anyone who didn't wrong me first.

I made my money square.

It's my whole thing.

Sir, take a seat.

I've had enough of this cockamamie kangaroo court.

Oh, let the record show that I am not allowed within 500 feet of a kangaroo.

[banging gavel]

Don't show anger.

It's playing right into his horrible game.

We're dealing with a very sick mind here.

Wait, let me defend you.

I've conned my way out of worse.

You can hardly take responsibility for yourself.

I'm not gonna let you take responsibility for me.

Plus, I've done nothing wrong!

[Doofus] Your Honor,

I call my first witness.

Flintheart Glomgold!

[laughs]

[groans]

[continues laughing]

[growls]

Once a beloved man of the people,

he was tragically morphed into the twisted soul you see before you

thanks to one Scrooge McDuck.

Haven't we all heard enough about how I "wronged" Duke Baloney as a kid?

He stole two million dollars from me back then!

This is about after that,

when you stole the only thing I ever wanted:

to be... loved.

[both grumble]

1987 has brought Glomgold fever to Duckburg,

and it is contagious, but not deadly.

We tagged along with this intrepid entrepreneur

on his latest quest to become the world's most beloved billionaire.

[grunts]

The legendary jewel of the shark god.

Careful.

Step on the blackened teeth,

and you could set off booby traps.

I'll easily claim this relic for the people of Duckburg!

Flintheart, you just may be Duckburg's greatest--

-[Scrooge laughs] -Wait, is that...?

[laughing]

[grunts]

No! This is my benevolent victory!

I heard you were muscling in on my treasure hunting turf.

I'm not about to become the second-richest duck in the world.

Mr. McDuck, what would you say to the people at home

who find you unapproachable and miserly?

[scoffs] I don't care for naebody, and naebody cares for me,

-Hyah! -No! The jewel is mine!

[gasps]

Flintheart, help!

You think I'm gonna fall for that?

[gasps] You two are in league with each other.

Yah! [grunts]

[screams]

[grunts, gasps]

[shouts]

[grunts]

[grunts]

[gasps]

[screaming]

In a sudden, shocking turn,

Flintheart Glomgold has revealed his stupidity

and cowardice.

It looks like I'm not long for this world.

This is Webra Walters, signing off.

Keep rolling.

Scrooge McDuck, hermit to hero.

The shut-in now shining out.

Are we going to be seeing a more heroic side?

A sort of altruistic adventure capitalist?

Mmm. That has a nice ring to it.

Better luck next time, Flinty!

[screams]

[Flintheart] I was stuck there for days,

forming a bond with the noble and vicious sharks.

They became my friends, my family.

And because of Scrooge,

it was the closes thing to love I would ever know.

And so Scrooge swooped in,

stole the jewel, and more importantly, the spotlight.

You took a people's hero

and turned him into a reject.

Tossed him into the street like a stray cat

in search of a warm lap, a bowl of milk,

a litterbox in which to do his nasty little no-nos.

But now his naughty business is all over the floor,

thanks to you!

How is any of that my fault?

I gave him a little healthy competition,

so he tries to murder me for 30 years?

Order!

Seriously, if this is the worst you can come up with,

then why are you wasting my time?

Mr. McDuck, I don't want to hear another peep out of you.

In fact...

[grunting]

Don't worry, Uncle Scrooge.I got this.

[grumbles]

Your Honor...

[clears throat] Your Honor,

you really expect us to believe that Scrooge is responsible for creating Glomgold?

[chuckles]

He did this to himself.

I mean, he's planting dynamite under Scrooge's chair right now.

[ticking]

[explosion]

[wheezes]

But would he have lit that dynamite

if Scrooge hadn't been sitting there?

Glomgold was a villain well before this event.

My client is innocent!

Well done, Llewellyn.

Why, thank you-- [exclaims]

You're in my world now.

[gurgles]

So Scrooge accidentallystole Glomgold's spotlight.

Who amongst us hasn'tmade a little mistake

like turning your uncle's home into a Gribble zoo,

or accidentally sellinghis submarine?

[sputters] You what?!

Accidentally!

Should we allowsuch minor offenses to ruina young boy's inheritance?

I mean, an old man's legacy?

No! Case dismissed.Let's go, Scrooge.

[both grumble]

[Doofus] I call Scrooge's next victim,

Ma Beagle!

[sobbing]

Matron Beagle, ma'am,if it's not too difficult, please...

It all started when I was just a little girl knee-high to a grasshopper,

when my beloved Pappy was swindled by the coldhearted city slicker Scrooge McDuck.

Back in the good old days

when the sarsaparilla flowed like the mighty Mississip',

the Beagles ruled what we now know as Duckburg,

and my beloved Pappy was in his prime.

[clang]

[grunting]

Wow, Pa! You done got the strongest arm in the whole world.

Here you are, Sweet Pea.

What you want, fancy spats?

[hawk screeches]

Nice town you got here.

Of course, I remember it as Fort Duckburg.

Which of you lowlifes do I talk to about purchasing it back?

"Purchasing"? [laughs]

What kind of highfalutin talk is that?

Why can't you say "git" like everyone else?

[all laugh]

Tell that big-timin',lily-livered stinkpot, Pappy!

What a charming little girl.

I'm in charge around here,

and I ain't interested in sellin' this town

to a no-good, city-slickin' money boy!

Then I guess you bunch of crooks have no interest in these.

-[all gasp] -[coins jingle]

[ooh-ing and ahh-ing]

Okay, moneybags.

I'll arm wrestle you for it.

Winner gets the town and the money.

You got yourself a deal.

[giggles] You done gothoodwinked, mister.

My pappy ain't never lost.

That's the problem with "never", lassie.

It rarely lasts.

Get ready to lose, noodle arm.

-[clang] -[grunting]

[cheering]

[grunts]

What? No!

I was cheering a fraud!

Pappy ain't no folk hero.

[inhales shakily] He's a folk zero! [sobs]

[all growling]

Pleasure doing business with you.

[slurps] Ah.

Aw, I can't believe you.

The Beagle family retreated to the junkyard,

the only land no one else wanted.

Pappy was humiliated.

Ma was forced into a life of crime.

If Scrooge hadn't interfered,

Ma might not be the ruthless crime lord she is today.

Okay, I could have been nicer to the little girl.

But they were trying to swindle me!

What was I supposed to do, lose?

Yeah. Every other rube had the common decency to be suckered.

Hold on. I recognize a scheming face when I see one.

Keep playing it from there.

I can't believe you--

Lost?

-[grunts] -Got caught!

What a shoddy scam.

Your time's up, old man.

I'm gonna have to take control of this here family

and get the deed back from thems that wronged us.

Any objections?

[whimpers]

Aha! Ma Beagle was already rotten.

My client shouldn't have to take responsibility

for every bank robbed or every trap set.

Doofus' case doesn't hold water.

My client can't help if all these crazies went crazy.

[slow clap]

Well done, Llewellyn.

It would seem you've won, if you weren't about to lose!

I call my final witness...

[whooshing]

Magica De Spell.

Oh, no.

Magica, when did you first meet Scrooge McDuck?

[Magica] My beloved brother Poe and I were twin sorcerers in the prime of our youths,

ruling over a small town and using our combined powers to make beautiful magic.

Poe was the level-headed one and I was the dreamer.

[cackles]

You're a frog! And you!

-[croaks] -Oh, yes.

You, you're definitely a frog.

Uh, sister, dear,

if we turn all the townspeople into frogs,

who will give us our gold and turnips?

Sweet, sensible Poe.

Can we turn them into turnips, then?

Mm-hm, interesting.

Thinking outside the box, yes.

But if we eat them all,

who will give us our milk?

[chuckles] Of course.

You're right.

[sighs]

I'll expect 15 gallons of goat milk by sunup.

[laughs] What a delightful compromise.

Come, Papa. Back to the farm.

Now, what do you say for sparing your goat dad's life, hmm?

[in unison] Thank you, Magica and Poe.

[bleats]

[Louie] Objection, Your Honor!

How is any of this relevant?

Magica was obviously already, like, the most villainous.

Because one man managed to make matters far worse.

One day, people stopped coming to pay tribute for some reason,

so we summoned a shadow army

to collect their treasures.

Everything was going fine until he showed up.

Get your filthy digits off my Number One Dime, you hoodoo hoodlums!

Look at this one, fighting so hard for a paltry dime.

I earned this dime through hard work.

Magica, stop!

The treasure!

-[oinking] -Bah.

Treasure means more when you earn it, you slothful sorcerers.

Cheap tricks and shortcuts are nonsense,

and I'll prove it by taking you down

and claiming that treasure for myself

with my bare hands.

Then I'll beat you with my bear hands!

Ah-ah-ah-ah! You cannot give in to his goading. Focus your powers.

I don't have to focus to beat this insignificant worm.

I'm the most powerful sorceress in the land.

Or half of one.

You can't even finish a spell on your own.

Looks to me like your family is holding you back.

[growls]

You're the fly in my ointment, so buzz off!

[grunts]

[grunts]

[exclaims]

Curse me kilts!

Oh, I'll curse your whole outfit!

[grunts]

[strains]

[shouts]

You don't scare me with your magical ranting and raving.

We'll see who's a raven now.

-[gasps] -Magica! [groans]

Poe?

[caws]

Poe, stop messing around and turn back already.

Come on. You know I don't know how to turn people back.

I'm sorry, all right?

Just put the amulet on and change back into my brother.

[gasps]

Please, help. He's flying away.

Sorry. Bit busy at the moment.

[grunts] I'll give you anything.

My powers, my throne, everything!

Just help me save my brother!

-[cawing] -Poe, no!

Come back, please!

I'm sorry. I-- [gasps]

This is all your fault!

Me? You're the [mocking] "powerful sorceress".

You could have stopped him.

Well, that'll teach you to tussle with Scrooge McDuck.

[Magica] I searched the world for the raven that was my brother,

but there were a lot of dumb birds out there.

After all those years,

I never saw my sweet Poe again.

All thanks to Scrooge McDuck.

All he had to do

was stop a bird from flying out of a window.

You gave that treasure backto the townspeople, right?

Eh, most of them were goats at that point.

But I did spend some of the money to buy them a farm.

And?

And then I used the farm to sell their milk.

[sighs]

Uncle Scrooge.

I never thought I'd say this, but...

I don't know if I can talk our way out of this one.

Or if we even should.

I assumed that if you live as long as I have,

you make a lot of sworn enemies,

but when you rack up enough of them,

you do have to wonder if you might be part of the problem.

Doofus, I don't want to start an endless rivalry like Scrooge did.

Life is too short.

And while you may be a freaky, weird, entitled monster kid,

I'm still sorry for any pain that I caused you.

Thank you, Llewellyn.

What?!

Ugh. What is this weird soft feeling?

That is the relief of taking responsibility.

I don't want to be defined by the mistakes I've made,

but rather by the humility of admitting them.

So, to all of you...

I'm sorry.

Oh, you'll be sorry, all right!

No! This isn't a trick!

I'm actually sorry.

[shouts]

[yelps]

[gasps]

By his own admission and by the official decree

of the Karmic Court,

Scrooge McDuck is hereby responsible

for creating his enemies.

Flintheart Glomgold,

Ma Beagle,

and Magica De Spell

are respectively entitled to Scrooge's fortune.

the deed to Duckburg,

and--

am I reading this correctly?

--the accursed Number One Dime?

[all cheering]

I am the architect of your unmaking!

[gasps] That's right.

He created you.

But you might say you created him, too.

-No! -You moron!

Scrooge did create his enemies, but they in turn created him.

Without his villains,he would've never have been forced to connect with people...

[shouts]

...or be one step ahead of the cons and the cheats...

-[grunts] -...or, as we have just seen,

be humble in his old age.

[crackling]

So if they're entitled to what's his,

he's therefore entitled to the same level of justice.

By official decree of the Karmic Court,

Scrooge McDuck is hereby reimbursed his fortune,

the deed to Duckburg,

and his Number One Dime.

What?! No!

You idiot!

You'll never get away with this!

[both screaming]

[stops screaming] Huh?

I'm proud of you, lad!

Even though it was difficult and it may not have seemed fair,

you finally accepted responsibility.

I'm proud of you too, Uncle Scrooge.

Owning up to your mistakes can be hard,

but taking responsibility is the right thing to do.

Like the mistake you made by buying me a Gribble in the first place.

-[Gribbles snarling] -Good luck cleaning this up.

Lad. Lad!

[snarls]

[theme music plays]