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(LAUGHS)

Spin it!

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-oh-ooh-ooh-ooh.

Ooh-ooh-ooh-oh-ooh Let's begin it.

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-oh-ooh-ooh-ooh.

Ooh-ooh-ooh-oh-ooh.

- Oh-ee-yeah! - Tale Spin.

- Oh-ee-yoh! - Tale Spin.

Friends for life through thick and thin.

With another tale to spin.

- Oh-ee-yeah! - Tale Spin.

- Oh-ee-yoh! - Tale Spin.

All the trouble we get in With another tale to spin

spin it!

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-oh-ooh-ooh-ooh.

Ooh-ooh-ooh-oh-ooh Spin it, my friend.

- (Oh-ee-ya)' - Oh-ee-ya)'

- Oh-ee-yoh. - Oh-ee-yoh.

Oh-ee-yay, oh-ee-yay Oh-ee-yoh, oh-ee-yoh.

Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!

Spin it, let's begin it Bear 'n grin it, when you're in it.

You can win it in a minute When you spin it, spin it, spin it!

So spin it!

Tale Spin!

Hey, Wildcat, that engine sound rough to you?

Yeah! She's not happy at all.

She's saying, "This cargo's too heavy for me!"

Hey, I'm getting some weird drag, Wildcat. Ya mind checking it out?

Oops! Sorry! Excuse me. Comin' through. I'm sorry.

Oh! I see the problem!

It's the last time I let myself get this overloaded!

Hey, Wingfried! Let me fix that for ya.

(STRAINING)

I'll have ya back on your struts and flying fine.

There, see! Nothing to worry about now.

Whoa!

Whoops!

WILDCAT: Hey, look, cows!

Hey, road-hog, who checked you out? Pilots are supposed to have eyes!

ACE: Say! Is that perchance my old buddy, Baloo?

Yeah! Who's this?

Only the bravest, fastest, handsomest airman

that ever streaked across Mother Nature's blue roof!

Oh, no! Ace London.

ACE: That's a big bull's-eye affirmative!

- So where're ya headed? Kardy's? - Yeah!

Good! We'll play catch-up, just like the old days! See ya there!

Gee, who was that?

Aw, a test pilot I know... Ace London.

WOW!

You know Ace London?

Enough to wish I didn't!

Come on, sweetheart! Cooperate!

- I got a word or two for Ace! - WILDCAT: Good idea!

Oh, hey, and could ya get his autograph, too?

Hey, buddy! Did ya see where this air jockey went to?

He's over at Sally's.

Thanks!

(CHUCKLES) So when the fuel ran out,

I started pouring root beer into the gas tank.

Golly, Ace, did it work?

Are you kidding? That test plane flew like a songbird, or my name's not...

Ace London!

You got that right!

Listen, Ace. You just about wrecked my...

Baloo! Ya finally got here, pal!

I got your shot all lined up.

- But I gotta bone to pick... - Look at this perfecto shot!

Can Ace line 'em up or what?

Well... (CHUCKLES) I did beat ya last time, if you recall.

Beat moi? Impossible!

Do it, big guy!

(LAUGHS) That's Baloo, always behind the eight ball.

Some things never change!

Ta-ta, Sal, my gal! I'm off to become really famous this time!

What're you testin' this time, fly boy?

Well, sweetheart, all's I can say is...

I've got an engine that's gonna make me the fastest man on Earth!

Gee, Ace! How fast will it go?

Can't say, Ray! Top secret.

But you can bet your sweet potatoes I'm gonna make aviation history!

"I'm gonna make aviation history."

Well you're not the only one with top secret stuff, Ace!

I got an important mission of my own!

Ooh! We're on pins and needles! What is it, pal-o-mio?

Mr. Baloo? Your shipment of pickles is ready!

Pickles? Well, that's a dill of a job!

ACE: Can't say as I'd relish trading places! (LAUGHS)

Put it in park, Ace, I still gotta settle with you!

- Always playing catch-up, Baloo! - I am not!

At ease, men. Go get a piece of pie or something.

But, sir, this is top secret cargo.

Relax! I'll guard this engine or my name's not...

BOTH: Ace London.

You got that right.

Thank you, sir. Just remember, it's the crate on the left.

Yeah, yeah! The left. Got it.

So where were we?

Er, um, yeah... So you keep practicing

and maybe someday you will make it to the big leagues.

Gee, thanks for the swell advice.

Hey, that's why I'm here.

Excuse me, sir. Which crate do I load?

That one!

- Uh, are you sure? - Yes, I'm sure. The one on the left!

(WHISTLES)

ACE: Let's saddle up, boys!

DOCTOR: That engine is invaluable, General!

One of kind! Where could that pilot be?

- Relax, Doctor. London is our best man. - Then where is he?

ACE: Yo, General Patent!

This is the Ace of the base, my wheels are in place.

Gimme the nod and I'll hit the sod.

(CHUCKLES) That's my boy.

All clear, Ace!

ACE: Then, get the band warmed up, 'cause Ace London's comin' to town!

So brief me. Just what kind of motor am I testing this time?

Oh, it's not a motor. It's a jet engine. First of its kind!

Sound like my cup of tea.

The jet runs on this special bottled fuel, see?

- Pickles? - Pickles?

- Uh-oh. - Where's my engine?

Who's responsible for this?

Um... (CLEARS THROAT) I know.

There was this cargo pilot back at Kardy's.

He probably switched freight on me.

Then I want that man arrested!

No! No, leave it to me, sir.

I'll get that engine back, or my name's not...

ALL: Ace London.

You got that right!

All right, men, we gotta find Baloo!

He's carrying the most powerful engine on Earth,

and if that device fell into the wrong hands, why...

Excuse me, sir, but this is top secret stuff.

You shouldn't be talking about it over the airwaves!

ACE: Ah, relax. Besides, who's gonna hear us?

Yes! Who will hear indeed?

Now if I, the fabulous Don Karnage,

were to acquire such an fantastic engine,

do you know what I could do?

(WHISPERS)

No, I would not have a garage sale!

I would be the fastest fantastic pirate alive!

It would be so easy to... How do you say? Fleece and run!

I tell ya, Wildcat, ever since we were kids,

Ace was always good at getting two things, the glory and my goat!

Oh, man, what I wouldn't give to see me being the hero

and him hauling the freight, just once.

Baloo! It's Ace! Wait up!

Well, speak of the devil.

Aren't the shipping lanes a little slow for the fastest man on Earth?

ACE: Ya gotta give me your cargo right now, Baloo! That's an order!

(LAUGHING) Go fly a kite, pal!

I don't work for you.

Fine. Guess I'll have to show him I mean business.

ACE: Close it up, men, and stay right on my wingtips!

Hey, I'm not playin' air chicken with that airhead.

- Nice move, Baloo! - Yeah, that felt pretty good.

Looks like this is gonna be a nice day after all.

(sums FIRING)

BALOO: Oh! I take it all back!

Why does everyone want pickles, all of sudden?

(RADIO CRACKLES) Surrender up, Baloo!

It is I, the incredibly amazing pirate...

Don Garbage!

It is Karnage! Don Karnage! Roll the.

Whatever, Donny Boy. See ya!

After him, you sissies!

(ENGINES SPLUTTERING)

This was not part of my plan!

Man! I gotta get off this route!

BALOO: I tell ya, Burt,

you wouldn't believe the trouble I had getting these pickles to ya!

Hey! This does not look like my pickles!

Um, if ya squint like this it sort of does.

Ace's secret engine!

So that's why they were following me!

I am not a happy man.

The Eighth Annual Pickle Hoedown is tomorrow! And I got no gherkins!

Easy! I'll find Ace London and be back in nothing flat.

Ace London? You know him?

Could ya get him to sign this? My wife would love it.

You ought to see this thing, Baloo.

It has no propellers, no pistons, and no gas tank!

Neither does a turnip, but I wouldn't wanna fly either one...

But it's fascinating!

I just wanna give it back to Ace and be done with it.

Look what the cat dragged in.

Hey, buddy-boy! You saved me a trip...

BALOO: What's he shooting at me for?

Whoa! Nighttime already?

Now it's pirates!

Get out of our way!

Go soak your elbows!

BALOO: Man! Everyone wants this cockamamie engine but me!

He's gone into hiding. Come on!

KARNAGE: Future victim Baloo! Where are you?

How we gonna get out of this?

They're gonna find us any second, and we can't outrun 'em!

Hey, Baloo, I just got this sensational idea that's, like, in my head.

Let's use the secret engine!

Are you loco? That thing's untested. Secret! Dangerous!

(CHUCKLES) And absolutely perfect!

(LAUGHS)

PILOT: You know, you shouldn't have fired on a civilian, sir.

ACE: But he's a fugitive! You saw him... He resisted my orders, then attacked us!

Forced us down!

- Well, actually sir, that was your fault. - Ace London at fault? Never!

I want that plane found and destroyed!

There he is!

I hope this works!

Oh, great! Just like Karnage to liven up the party!

BALOO: Oh, baby, we're sitting Sea Ducks!

Okay, Wildcat! Start the engine!

Roger-dokey, Baloo!

Um, how do I do that?

(GUNFIRE)

(GLASS SHATTERS)

But I thought you knew something about this jet thing!

Well, do something!

Oh, okay. Eeny, meeny, miny, moe!

(GURGLING)

(SPUTTERING)

Oh, yeah, we're moving lots faster now!

Oh, hey! There's a kink in the hose!

BOTH: Whoa!

(BOTH SCREAMING)

BALOO: Turn it off! Turn it off!

I'll give it the old grade school try!

(SPUTTERING)

(BOTH SCREAMING)

I'll get that Baloo!

I said off, not backwards!

Oops! Well, let me try this...

I can't steer it!

I'm gonna check out what's wrong.

Oh, no!

That Baloo has lost his marble cakes. Get my fantastic self out of here!

Look out!

Ooh, ah! Wildcat, turn it off!

Okay-

(GRUNTING)

(CRASHES)

I finally got 'er shut off, Baloo!

Then why is the world still going around?

(LAUGHS) The plane is jamm-ed! Get me that engine!

Uh, oh... Wildcat!

Turn it back on!

Huh? Whoa!

One more time!

What's going on?

Oops...

Hey, Baloo! I think I got this figured out...

(BOTH SCREAMING)

KARNAGE: I think I need a vacation.

Nose up! Pretty please!

Oof!

(COUGHS)

There's the Air Force base!

BALOO: Gangway!

That's our engine!

Gah! We missed the base!

Come here, little guy.

There's the base, Wildcat! Slow it down! Slow it down!

Well, I haven't tried this one.

(CIRCUITS BUZZING)

Shut it off!

I thought I did!

Well, do it again!

WILDCAT: We're outta juice!

I figured.

Oh, man. Some wild ride, but we're safe now!

(GUNS COCKING)

Start explaining, you yahoos.

BALOO: Shut it off! (ECHOES)

WILDCAT: I thought I did!

BALOO: Well, do it again!

What in blue blazes was that?

They must have been going faster than sound!

Those were their words catching up with them!

You did it! You broke the sound barrier!

Funny, felt more like my neck.

You're famous!

No! No, no, no, wait! I'm the one who's supposed to be famous.

Not him. He stole my engine!

Hey, whoa. Feather your props, Ace.

I may be a lowly cargo pilot, but I'm not a thief!

He's right, sir.

You must've loaded the wrong crate.

And then when I tried to give it back, you shot at me!

What're you talking about?

Shooting at civilians? Mishandling top secret property?

I'll deal with you later, London!

Congratulations, son, this will go in the history books.

Honest in jun? Well, how about that?

You tested our jet for us. Now what can we do for you?

Well, I still have to deliver my pickles, but I got no plane!

Hmm...

Why he could fly the cargo for you, or his name's not...

ALL: Ace London.

You got that right. (SOBBING)

Tale Spin.

Tale Spin.

Ooh, ooh Another tale to spin.

Tale Spin.

Tale Spin.

Ooh, ooh Another tale to spin.

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-oh-ooh-ooh-ooh.

Ooh-ooh-ooh-oh-ooh (LAUGHING)

Tale Spin!