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(theme music playing)

(barking)

♪ Bingo and Rolly, a couple of puppies ♪

-♪ They bark and chase at you ♪ -(barking)

♪ And there's a guy named Bob who makes up inventions ♪

♪ A couple puppies can use ♪

-♪ But when Bob's away ♪ -See you later, pups!

♪ The pups will play ♪

♪ On a mission round the world

♪ Trying to save the day ♪

♪ Pup, pup, pup Puppy Dog Pals ♪

(barking)

♪ Pup, pup, pup, Puppy Dog Pals ♪

(barking)

(rhythmic barking)

♪ Pup, pup, pup, Puppy Dog Pals ♪

(barking)

♪ Pup, pup, pup, Puppy Dog Pals ♪

(barking)

(barking)

Rolly: "The French Toast Connection."

(gobbling)

I'm pretty sure breakfast is one of my favorite meals of the day.

It definitely ties for first with lunch and...

Let's see... dinner!

Do you have to make such a mess when you're eating?

No. But it's more fun when we do.

Hey there, pup stars.

I see you started breakfast.

It's time for my breakfast, too.

-Breakfast time! -(barking)

I can't wait to make myself a couple of pieces of French toast.

Let's see, just need to find what I need to make it.

Some eggs, some milk, and--

(gasping)

Oh, no! I'm out of bread!

I can't make French toast without bread!

Well, that ruins this morning! (growls)

I'm sorry, guys.

I get as grumpy as a bear if I don't have French toast.

Well, I'll see you after work, when hopefully I won't be so... (growls)

(door slams shut)

Did you hear that? Bob said he gets grumpy like a bear

if he doesn't have French toast.

Imagine what that would be like.

Oh, I love to imagine.

(snoring)

(keys jangle)

Bob: Bingo! Rolly! I'm home!

-Bob! -Hi, Bob!

-Who are you? -Where's our Bob?

I'm Bob!

But this is what happens when I don't have French toast!

I get as grumpy as one of these.

(growling)

I don't want Bob being a bear.

I want Bob being a Bob.

Then we've gotta find what he needs to make French toast, fast!

Both: Let's go!

(laughing, barking)

♪ On your bark, get ready, got a lot to do ♪

-♪ It's gonna be an awesome adventure ♪ -Rolly: Whoa!

-♪ We're super duper extra overly excited ♪ -(grunting)

♪ To be going on a mission, going on a mission ♪

Rolly/Bingo: Five, four, three, two, one!

Okay, our mission is to bring home

the best kind of French toast-makin' bread for Bob,

and I think I know where to look.

Great. I'm ready to go.

Wait. I'm not ready to go.

Gotta have my squeaky toy, in case we ever need a squeaky toy.

(toy squeaking)

-Whoo-hoo! -(laughing)

♪ Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba ♪

-♪ We're going on a mission, going on a mission ♪ -Rolly: Yahoo!

♪ Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba ♪

-♪ We're going on a mission, going on a mission ♪ -Bingo: Yipee!

(laughing)

Esther: Don't you just love France, Frank?

So many French things to see,

like the Eiffel Tower right there!

I wish there was a French merry-go-round there,

so I can ride an up-and-down horsey.

Hmm, I'm not sure where we're supposed to start looking

for what we're supposed to be looking for.

Ooh, this guidebook says there's a bakery near here, Frank,

that has the best French bread in the city!

Sounds yummy. Lead the way, and my tum-tum will follow.

Follow that tum-tum!

Huh? Where's all the bread? I thought this bakery sold bread?

Yeah, all I see is stuff that dripped out of my nose.

And there's a way whole lot of it.

(door bells jingle)

I am sorry, we have no bread today.

Well, that's just crumby!

I made fresh bread yesterday and put it out to cool.

But when I went to get it, it was gone!

I am making more as quickly as I can.

Are you puppies looking for French bread, like everyone else?

Yeah, otherwise Bob's gonna be all... (growls) "Where's my French toast?"

I don't get why everyone is so upset.

I mean, if it was birdseed that was missing,

muwah, I'd understand,

because we pigeons love that stuff.

-(door bells jingle) -Oh!

Oh, no!

Police detective. Did I hear someone say, "Oh, no"?

I had more bread cooling outside, but it's gone.

Are there any clues about who might have taken it?

I did see some tiny footprints leading away from where the bread used to be.

Did you hear that, Rolly? Somebody's been taking the bread Bob needs

for his French toast!

Which means we've gotta find out who took it.

How are we gonna do that?

We're gonna follow the clues.

Starting with, they left tiny footprints.

None of those big feet would've left tiny footprints.

But those tiny feet would have!

(squeaking)

Stop, in the name of the paw!

(squeaking)

(gasps) What? Huh?

Those tiny feet really move those tiny bodies fast!

Ooh!

Rolly!

What are you--?

Both: Mmm!

(both panting)

Time's up! Let's go!

(mice squeaking)

If those mice get away, we'll never find the bread

Bob needs to make French toast.

They're not getting away.

(squeaking)

Thanks to that awesome

somersault boom thing my brother did. Boom!

We've got you now, you tiny-footed bread-takers!

We did not take any bread.

Then why were you running away?

Because we were being chased by two scary-looking dogs.

Scary dogs? Where'd they go?

We are talking about you.

-Oh. -Both: Sorry.

You say more of your bread is missing?

Oui, oui. I heard a flapping noise,

and when I went to look, my fresh batch was gone.

A flapping noise... that's another clue.

Do you know what it means?

Yes, I know what the word "clue" means!

That's one of the first things

they teach us at detective school.

Hmm, a flapping noise.

-What do you think might've made a flapping noise? -(quacks)

-Duck! -I'm ducking!

No, the other kind of duck.

Put the clues together:

tiny feet, flapping sound.

The ducks are the ones who are taking the bread!

Hey, you flappy-sounding, tiny-footed bread-takers!

Bob can't have French toast because of you!

(quacking)

Oh, no, they're getting away!

How are we gonna stop 'em?

-(thuds) -(screeches)

I think we got 'em stopped.

-(rustling) -(quacks)

We've got you now, you bread-taking quackers!

Yeah! We followed all of the clues

that led to your flapping sounds and tiny feet.

Well, we do make flapping sounds, and our feet are tiny.

-So you admit it. -But they're also webbed.

None of the clues said anything about webbed feet.

That's because we didn't take anything.

Then why were you running away?

Because two scary-looking dogs were chasing us!

What? Where?

I think she means us.

-Oh. -Both: Sorry.

-My bread was taken again. -(sniffing)

And I saw tiny footprints and heard flapping, like before.

But there was also a trail of bread crumbs

leading away from the bakery!

Bread crumbs?

Huh! Mon dieu , if only there were clues I could actually follow!

Did you hear that, Rolly? Bread crumbs!

So all we have to do is follow that trail wherever it leads.

(both sniffing)

And that trail leads right up this tower.

Which means whoever took that bread is probably up there right now

with all the bread that Bob needs to make his French toast!

So there's one thing we have to do!

Both: Race ya!

Bingo/Rolly: ♪ The race is on ♪

♪ The race is on ♪

♪ The race is on ♪

Bingo: Come and get me, little brother!

♪ The race is on ♪

Here I come!

-Bingo: ♪ Race to the front of the pack ♪ -♪ I'm gonna get ya ♪

-Bingo: ♪ I'm fast and I never look back ♪ -♪ I'm gonna get ya ♪

Both: ♪ Rolling, rumbling, flipping, fumbling ♪

♪ Barreling down the track ♪

-♪ The race is on ♪ -♪ I'm gonna get ya, gonna get ya ♪

-♪ The race is on ♪ -♪ I'm gonna get ya, gonna get ya ♪

-♪ The race is on ♪ -♪ I'm gonna get ya, gonna get ya ♪

-♪ The race is on ♪ -♪ I'm gonna get ya, gonna get ya ♪

♪ The race is on ♪

-I win! -And I win first to get here next!

But where's all the French bread I thought those bread crumbs were leading us to?

Huh?

Look! It's up there!

Someone's been hiding French bread behind the top of this tower!

Those sneaky little bread-hiders!

But we still don't know who's been hiding it here.

Maybe we should ask those pigeons who are hiding it here.

Uh-oh, it looks like we got caught bread-handed.

How did you figure it out?

'Cause we followed the clues.

Yes, we're sorry. We just got tired

of people feeding us bread in the park.

So we hid it here,

hoping they would feed us birdseed instead.

Well, why didn't you just not eat the bread they were feeding you?

Yeah. Then people will feed you birdseed like you want.

Mwuh! That is one really good idea.

Bread for sale!

Now that no one is stealing my bread,

there is plenty of French bread for everyone!

Aww, you cute puppies look like you want some bread, oui?

I can never say no to cute puppies.

I don't know why everyone kept feeding bread to these pigeons.

They like our birdseed a whole lot more.

Which means there's more bread for my tum-tum.

Hey, guys!

(barking)

Bingo: Bob, look what we brought you!

(barking)

Hey! Bread!

Ah! Mm!

What a treat!

Bob seems really happy

that you found bread for his French toast.

Now he won't be all... (growls) like a bear.

Ooh, Hissy, your scary bear face is even better than Rolly's.

This is my normal face.

Oh. Sorry.

(laughing)

Bingo: "Take Me Out to the Pug Game."

Okay, first one to the stick gets to take it to Bob.

Which is why I'm gonna be the first one there.

-On your bark... -Get set...

Both: Go!

(panting)

(grunts)

(growling)

-Let go! -You let go!

Whoa! (grunts)

(growls)

Maybe we should both take the stick to Bob?

I'll go along with that.

(both grunting)

Bingo: This could take a while.

Here it is, Hissy!

(chuckles) The baseball I caught when my favorite player,

Teddy Peppercorn, hit his very first home run,

and I was at the stadium to catch it.

Oh, I could stare at this ball all day.

(both grunting)

We did it!

-Bob, Bob! -Let's play fetch!

-(barking) -Hey, there, dog-erinos.

You lookin' for someone to throw that stick?

Aw, I wish I had time, but I'm heading out

to buy stuff for the big game that's on TV.

So it's a good thing I invented this!

(laughs) It's an automatic fetch machine!

You put whatever you wanna fetch right here,

press this button, and...

Both: Cool!

I got it!

(laughs) Have fun playing with that fetch machine

-till I get back! -(front door closes)

(sniffing)

What else besides this stick do you think we could put in this machine?

Bob said whatever we want.

Wait a second.

That thing is perfect.

Yeah, we love chasing balls. They're so rolly!

(both laughing)

I said my name.

What are you guys doin'?

-We're gonna play fetch. -With something that's rolly!

-(both laughing) -I did it again!

Wait a minute. What are you guys doing with Bob's special baseball?

Bob's special what?

No!

-(ball thuds) -Woman: Oh! Hey! Watch it, up there!

That was the baseball that Teddy Peppercorn hit

and Bob caught and could stare at all day long!

Bob's gonna be so sad if he comes home

and that ball's not here.

Then Rolly and I are gonna make it our mission

to make sure that that ball is here.

How are we gonna do that?

You and I are gonna play fetch.

Rolly/Bingo: ♪ We gotta get that ball ♪

♪ Back where it belongs ♪

♪ Brother, move your paws ♪

♪ I'm gonna fetch it Ooh, I'm gonna fetch it ♪

Both: ♪ Fast as you can along the sidewalk ♪

♪ Watch it, I'm comin' through ♪

♪ This is what puppies were made to do ♪

Both: ♪ We gotta get that ball Get that ball, woo-hoo ♪

-Bingo: ♪ We gotta get that ball -♪ I'm gonna fetch it Ooh, I'm gonna fetch it ♪

Both: ♪ Back home safe and sound ♪

♪ I was born a dog ♪

Hey, I'm a dog, too!

Both: ♪ And I can't help chasing balls around ♪

Bingo: ♪ Watch it, I'm coming through

♪ This is what puppies are supposed to do ♪

Okay, Rolly.

Both: ♪ We gotta get ball Get that ball, woo-hoo ♪

Ooh, whoa, oh, whaa...

Oh!

Whoa, that made me dizzy.

Let's do it again!

Rolly, no! Our mission is to get Bob's baseball before it...

...goes into that elevator!

What do we do now?

(elevator chimes)

(humming)

-Mm? -(snorting, panting)

Hmm. Huh?

(elevator chimes)

The baseball's in that bucket.

Then that bucket is on my list.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

So... that just happened.

What do we do now, Bingo?

Time to collar up!

Bob put these harnesses in our collars for when we play at home!

I don't think he'd mind that we're using them now.

I think he'd love that we're using them now!

What are we using them for now?

Rolly: Ya-hoo!

Bingo: Detach!

-Ya-hoo! -Wee! (laughs)

(grunts)

It's bow-wow time.

(grunts)

-Sorry. -That's okay.

It wasn't the best time for bow-wow, anyway.

What are you two doing here?

Leave us alone, Cupcake.

-We're on a mission. -Yeah, we're fetching Bob's baseball.

Well, I wouldn't want to get in your way.

Which is why I'll have Rufus get in your way for me.

(giggles)

(Rufus growling)

(chuckling)

Go Rufus, go!

Hey, give it back!

He's such a little meanie, isn't he?

Okay, got some chips and my fruit smoothies for the game.

Just need to make a quick stop at the-- Yikes!

Whoa! And he's okay!

(panting)

(barking)

(muttering)

(chuckling)

Bingo: Hey! Give us our ball back, Rufus!

(chuckling)

(babbling)

Huh?

Aw. Hmph.

(barking)

(giggling)

(barking)

Both: Huh?

(barking)

(panting)

Rufus can be a very bad dog when I tell him to be.

Really sticks to his task.

As long as he doesn't get distracted by a--

Squirrel!

(screams)

No! Bad dog, Rufus!

Bad!

I got it!

This has got to be the hardest game of fetch we have ever played.

Oh, no!

Hello, down there!

Anybody see a ball down there?

This is bad. That drain could lead anywhere.

If only we knew someone who knew where that drain drains out to.

Rolly, we do!

(laughs)

Well, you guys came to see the right junkyard dog.

I can tell you where pretty much anything is.

This map shows where all the drains come out.

You say that ball rolled in here?

Yeah, after we chased it through the street and up an elevator,

and out of mean ol' Rufus's mouth. (raspberry)

Sounds like an impressive game of fetch.

We're on a mission.

Oh. Uh... Right.

Okay, so... if we follow this drain,

through this pipe, up, back and around,

that baseball you're lookin' for

should be comin' out, right about, here.

-Look at that! -Bulworth was right. It came out right there.

(grunts)

You can be the one to pick it up if you want to.

I do want to!

Umpire: Play ball!

Wait! What?

That guy took Bob's baseball!

Well, it is fun to play with, the way it's so rolly. (giggles)

Announcer: Hello, baseball fans,

and welcome to Teddy Peppercorn Day.

And now let's give a big welcome to our special guest,

Teddy Peppercorn!

-(crowd cheering) -Isn't that Bob's favorite player?

Yeah, and they're giving him Bob's favorite ball!

Announcer: Before the game starts,

Teddy is going to recreate his very first home run.

First, he's signing his name on the ball.

Then he's going to hit it out of the park for some lucky fan to find and keep forever.

What did that announcer say?

Something about Mr. Peppercorn hitting that ball out of the park.

-Look at that baseball go! -Wow! That's a really solid swing!

Got his whole body behind it.

Announcer: Whoever finds that baseball with Teddy's signature on it,

is going to be one happy fan!

We're gonna find that baseball.

And Bob's the fan who'll be happy.

Rolly/Bingo: ♪ We gotta get that ball ♪

-♪ Back where it belongs ♪ -(car alarms blaring)

Bingo: ♪ Brother, move your paws ♪

(barking)

Both: ♪ Fast as you can, along the sidewalk ♪

♪ Watch it! I'm comin' through ♪

Bingo: ♪ This is what puppies were made to do ♪

♪ We gotta get that ball Get that ball, woo-hoo ♪

Here it is!

On your bark, get set--

-♪ I am going to watch baseball ♪ -Bob!

♪ With my cat and my dogs ♪

We have to get that ball back inside before Bob sees that it isn't there.

♪ Got my smoothies of fruit ♪

♪ And some fingers made of foam ♪

Baseball fan in the house!

Oh, hey, there.

Well, looks like you've been having fun

-with that fetch machine, huh? -(barking)

Hey, is that my special baseball?

Well, I can see why you'd wanna play with that.

It's so rolly.

(laughs) Hey, I said your name!

(giggles)

But right now, it's time to watch the game!

I love thinkin' about the day I caught this ball.

Hey! Teddy Peppercorn wrote his name here!

Well, I guess I never turned this thing all the way around before

to see that it was there!

You know, I should take you guys to a ballpark someday, I bet you'd love it!

Of course, you'd probably wanna run around chasin' every ball

that was hit out of the park. (laughs)

Announcer: It's a long fly ball to center field...

going, going, gone! Home run!

Bob: Woo-hoo! Yay!

(Rolly/Bingo barking)

(theme music playing)

(barking)

(barking)

(rhythmic barking)

(barks)

(barking)