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♪♪

(THUNDER CRASHING)

(POLICE SIRENS WAILING)

♪ Sometimes some crimes

♪ Go slippin' through the cracks

♪ But these two gumshoes

♪ Are pickin' up the slack

♪ There's no case too big, no case too small

♪ When you need help, just call

♪ Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'n Dale's

♪ Rescue Rangers

♪ Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'n Dale

♪ When there's danger

♪ No, no, it never fails

♪ 'Cause once they're involved

♪ Somehow whatever's wrong gets solved

♪ Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'n Dale

♪ Rescue Rangers

♪ Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'n Dale

♪ When there's danger

♪ No, no, it never fails

♪ They'll take the clues

♪ And find the wheres and whys and whos

♪ Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'n Dale

♪ Rescue Rangers

♪ Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'n Dale

♪ When there's danger

♪ Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'n Dale ♪

(BOAT APPROACHING)

Do we have to go this fast?

Golly, Chip.

It's the only way we'll find out if the new Ranger Boat will hold up.

MONTEREY: Who cares about the Ranger Boat?

I'm worried about whether we'll hold up.

GADGET: Time to check the turning radius.

Guess I better buckle up before you test the turbo.

(CHIP SQUEALING)

Zipper!

(SQUEAKING)

That was close, pally.

We're a long way from land, you know.

Now, let's see what she'll really do.

Dale! Zipper!

Oh, boy, oh, boy! Look at me! I'm waterskiing.

(SCREAMING)

(EXCLAIMING)

Uh-oh.

I better check out reverse.

(ALL SCREAMING)

Golly! Now let's test the dual aqua-thrusters.

Okay.

And now, finally, let's check the brakes.

Brakes?

(GASPING)

(ALL GASPING)

(CRASHING)

Wow! Shipwrecked on a deserted island.

Just like in the movies.

Yeah. Only we can't change the channel.

CHIP: Thanks to you, we're stranded here, miles and miles from nowhere.

Me? What did I do?

Well, you were the one makin' faces at that swordfish.

Golly, how was Dale to know it'd shish kebab our boat?

You're right. You'd need a brain to know that.

Hey, that's an insult. Now, you apologize.

Okay. I'm sorry. Sorry I didn't say it sooner.

Come on, you two.

We're all in this mess together.

We have to work together to get off this island.

I suppose so. Sorry, Dale.

Maybe we can hitch a ride home on the next seagull.

We'll be off this island before you know it.

(SIGHING)

I knew it. Three weeks and no seagulls.

No need to panic, mate.

We have all the pleasures of home right here.

Why, it's practically a picnic in paradise.

Hey, what's the big idea?

That was our last piece of cheese.

No more cheese!

(SCREAMING)

Do somethin', Chip. We got to get off this island.

GADGET: Golly, you guys. Listen to this.

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

Wowie! Rock 'n' roll!

MAN ON RADIO: We interrupt this program to bring you this special news bulletin.

The blustering Hurricane Gary is headed north

after destroying the tiny island of Kawangawanga.

Crikey. Last time I was in a hurricane,

it caused more damage than a cat at a canary convention.

GADGET: Then we're in big trouble.

According to my calculations,

Hurricane Gary is headed straight toward us.

(ALL GASPING)

(ZIPPER GRUNTING)

(PANTING)

It's no use, Zipper.

We'll never get those coconuts down.

If Monty and Dale weren't goofing off, we could shake them down.

Hiya, Zipper.

(SQUEAKS CURIOUSLY)

Lucky I saw you when I was gathering bamboo for the new boat.

You look like you could use a hand.

(GRUNTS) Or a foot.

(COCONUT THUDS)

(PANTING)

Phew! Boy, oh, boy! Is it hot!

Ah! Thanks, Zipper.

There. Looks like you have enough here now.

Well, if Monty and Dale were here now,

they could push this down to the beach.

(GRUNTING)

Here. Let us help.

(SCREAMING)

Golly! Looks like we almost have everything

to finish the new Ranger Boat I designed.

(EXCLAIMING)

Thanks, Zipper. This'll be a big help.

Huh! At least someone's being helpful.

Which is more than I can say for Monterey and Dale.

Now, Chip.

They're on the other side of the island looking for supplies.

And I'm sure they're working every bit as hard as we are.

(DALE AND MONTEREY LAUGHING)

MONTEREY: Whee!

DALE: Yippee!

Some ride, eh, mate?

Yeah. Let's do that again.

Maybe we better look for supplies like we're supposed to.

(GASPING)

MONTEREY: Crikey! A crocky!

Gosh! What do you think this is?

I don't know, mate.

Let's have a look-see.

I'd say this critter hasn't seen a dentist in quite a while.

Looks like a pirates' hideout to me.

Stand back, you lily-livered landlubber.

Shiver me timbers.

Who you be callin' a lily-livered landlubber?

This be Captain Monty you be clashin' swords with.

Oh, yeah? Take that and that and that and...

(BOTH SCREAMING)

(BOTH WHOOPING)

Unburied treasure. I'm rich. I'm rich.

I think you mean, "We're rich."

Right, partner?

Um, right.

We're rich. We're rich.

Too right.

A mouse could buy more cheese than he could eat with all this.

And I could have all the comic books and candy bars I ever wanted.

Cheese souffles, cheese cakes, cheese a la cheese.

- (DALE NAMING COMIC BOOKS) - Cheese dips,

cheeseburgers, cheese sauce.

Cheese!

Wait till the others see all of this treasure.

Uh, right. The others.

Uh, I guess they'll be wantin' a cut of our treasure, too.

Aw, do we have to tell 'em?

Sure we do. They're our friends.

GADGET: Monterey! Dale!

We just don't have to tell 'em right away.

Where have you been?

Yeah. We've been looking everywhere for you.

- We found a... - Uh, we found a...

Well, uh, we found that there's, uh, nothin'

on the other side of the island.

Yeah. Nothing.

Well, golly! That's okay because we have good news.

Yeah. A ship's landed on our beach. Look.

MONTEREY: Blimey! We're in big trouble. It's a pirate ship.

Yeah, but it's our friends the Pirats.

Uh, careful, lad. They might not remember us.

Well, don't be silly, Monterey. Come on.

We've got nothing to worry about.

Ahoy, Pirats, ahoy!

(ALL YELLING)

(ALL CHATTERING)

(PIRATS YELLING)

Nothin' to fear, eh?

Uh, as soon as Jolly Roger gets here,

we will decide if we should slice you.

Or dice you.

Or dice you.

Or cut you to ribbons.

Or cut you to ribbons.

(MIMICKING PIRATS) Or cut us loose.

Or cut you loose.

Uh... Hey, now, cut that out.

Stand aside.

I'll take care of this lot meself.

What's this? The Rescue Rangers!

(LAUGHING)

How be you lads?

We thought you forgot who we were.

A Pirat never forgets his friends.

Now, then, what are you hearties doin' on this here island?

CHIP: We were shipwrecked.

Oh, is that all?

I thought there might be some trouble.

There is. We need a ride home.

Glad to help.

But first, we gotta search for buried treasure.

ROGER: That's what we Pirats do best, you know.

GADGET: But there's no time.

A hurricane's headed straight for the island.

(SQUEAKING) Uh-huh.

Ah, nonsense.

Whenever a hurricane blows,

Stormy's mustache sticks straight out.

Like this.

The rest of the time, his mustache is as limp as seaweed.

So you see, me hearties,

we got plenty of time to search for buried treasure.

Wowie! Buried treasure!

We're going on a treasure hunt.

We've already been on a treasure hunt, remember?

Yeah. We already...

Hey, they're looking for our treasure.

Well, follow along if you want to join us, mateys.

Now let's see. Where are we?

Uh, on an island.

We'll never get off this island if we wait for them.

We'd better finish building our own boat.

Uh, right. Uh, Dale and I will get those supplies

we left on the other side of the island.

I thought you said there was nothing on the other side.

Uh, right. Uh, nothin'.

Nothing but the supplies.

Too right.

Bon voyage!

Huh. Those two sure are acting goofy.

Good. That means everything is perfectly normal.

Let's see now.

From here we go 3,000 paces to Porcupine Palm.

Another 1,000 paces to Turtle Rock.

Two hundred and sixty paces to Coconut Grove.

And then, finally, 750 paces

to Crocodile Cave where the treasure is buried.

Uh, but, sir,

wouldn't it be easier if we just...

ROGER: Not now, Stormy.

We've got a treasure to find.

DALE: Ready when you are, Monterey!

(GRUNTING) Right, Dale. Just one more rock.

You know, Gadget would be proud of us for this little getup.

Yeah. This is gonna be fun.

Up, up and away!

- Goin' down. - Coming up.

I'd hate to be here when the Pirats find the loot's been looted.

Course we did find it first.

Finders keepers, losers weepers.

DALE: Hey, how do you steer this thing?

Wait for me!

Slow down!

(BOTH GASPING)

(BOTH SCREAMING)

(GRUNTS) A nice soft landin'.

What more could you ask for?

How about a way down?

(BRANCH CREAKING)

(MONTEREY SCREAMING)

(CRASHING)

You had to ask.

There. That'll keep those Pirats from finding our treasure.

GADGET: They're over here, Chip.

I knew it.

Off playing while we do all the work.

Now, come on, the Ranger Boat is ready to sail.

Ahoy. Not much farther to go, mateys.

Uh, but, sir, Crocodile Cave is right over...

I know where it is, barnacle brain.

I'm the one with the treasure map.

Now, come on.

(THUNDER CRASHING)

CHIP: I can't wait to get off this old island and onto a new case.

Well, help me gather up the rest of the food and we'll cast off.

Say, maybe we can take the treasure with us.

Sorry to fizzle your fire, partner,

but even if we had time to sneak the treasure aboard,

the weight would sink this little boat.

(BOTH GASPING)

(THUDDING)

(HORN BLOWING)

(GASPING)

(SQUEAKING)

Hey, what happened to the Ranger Boat?

It was supposed to do that, right?

Golly! Looks like we're shipwrecked again.

That ought to give us enough time to gather up our treasure

and figure out a way to get it home.

ROGER: (EXCLAIMS) Nothin' like a buried treasure to brighten your day.

Hmm. Now why would some swabbie

be leavin' this here rope tied to the treasure?

Uh, to keep the rope from wanderin' off?

Careful, me hearties.

That be a treasure chest of gold doubloons you be pullin' up.

(EXCLAIMS INQUISITIVELY)

Why, this be nothin' but a bucket full of rocks.

Hey. How much do you reckon they be worth?

Fool! Someone got here before us.

But there's no one else what knows about this here treasure.

Except those rascally Rescue Rangers.

After them, me hearties.

(ALL YELLING)

Uh-oh.

(ROGER SCREAMING)

(CRASHING)

Maybe we should have told the others about our treasure.

After all, they are our friends.

Too right.

We should be ashamed of ourselves

for not sharin' all this lovely loot.

So I guess we'll have to just divide up your half of the booty.

My half?

What about your half?

Here. Give that back.

Come back here, you greedy little gold monger!

Who are you calling a gold monger, you... you selfish sneak?

(THUNDER CRASHING)

Golly! We'll never find Dale and Monterey in all this rain.

Lucky for them.

Now, Chip,

you can't be sure they made that hole in the Ranger Boat.

And besides, we're still all Rescue Rangers.

And that means we're...

ROGER: Surrounded!

(BOTH GASPING)

(ALL EXCLAIMING)

So, you thought you'd scare off old Jolly Roger

with talk of hurricanes, did you?

Well, now, back to the Pirat Ship

with these pitiful plunderers.

We'll search for the others when this little drizzle lets up.

(EXCLAIMING)

Come back with me treasure!

Try and get it.

You asked for it.

BOTH: Huh?

ROGER: Go on, step lively.

We'll show you what happens to those

what steals a Pirat's treasure.

(PIRATS EXCLAIMING)

PIRAT: I say we make 'em walk the plank.

(ALL EXCLAIMING EXCITEDLY)

No, we did that last time.

(ALL EXCLAIMING DISAPPOINTEDLY)

How about we keelhaul 'em?

(ALL EXCLAIMING EXCITEDLY)

No, we just painted the keel.

(ALL EXCLAIMING DISAPPOINTEDLY)

We could dress 'em up like bunnies and dip 'em in chocolate.

(ALL EXCLAIMING EXCITEDLY)

ALL: Huh?

I'm afraid that ain't piratical enough, Stormy.

GADGET: Well, considering the time of day and all,

you could bury us in the sand and wait for high tide to come in.

- (ALL EXCLAIMING EXCITEDLY) - A fine idea.

Gadget!

Oh! Oops.

You know I can't resist a challenge.

MONTEREY: It looks like our gold fever caused the Pirats

to get a little hotheaded.

I sure hope your plan works.

It's a bit of a long shot,

but it is our fault the others are here so we got to try.

What say we go trollin' for sharks?

(ALL AGREEING)

And we can be usin' these three as bait.

(ROGER LAUGHING)

Careful, pally. This cannon's a wee bit

(BOTH SCREAMING)

slippery.

Well, well, well.

What have we here? A couple of stowaways?

Uh, I don't suppose you'd care to let our mates go nice and peaceful like

before we have to hurt you.

Hardy, har, har, har.

What are you goin' to do, laddie?

Make us laugh to death?

Stand back or I'll fire.

Go ahead, you soft-headed scallywag.

But you be pointin' that cannon in the wrong direction.

I told you it'd be a long shot.

What's the matter? Afraid of gettin' rained on?

You might say that.

(COCONUTS APPROACHING)

(ALL SCREAMING)

(PIRATS CHATTERING)

Blimey! Is everyone all right?

No thanks to you.

Uh, sorry about the Ranger Boat.

And all of the trouble we caused.

I'm afraid we're in for even more trouble.

GADGET: Looks like that hurricane's on its way.

Uh, right. Uh, no time to talk.

Got to get back to Crocodile Cave.

ROGER: Crocodile Cave?

I knew it. They're goin' for our treasure.

After them!

(PIRATS EXCLAIMING)

Treasure! So that's what this is all about.

Golly! We have to save them from the Pirats.

BOTH: Rescue Rangers, away!

Zowie! Looks like we lost 'em.

(PANTING) Too right.

Well, guess there's only one thing to do now.

(EXCLAIMS) Which way did those scupperin' scallywags go?

(DALE WHISTLING)

There they be, mateys!

After them!

(ALL EXCLAIMING)

Golly, Chip.

It almost seems like Monty and Dale

want the Pirats to follow them.

Do you think they followed us?

I'm sure of it.

(ALL EXCLAIMING)

Avast, me hearties.

Those treasure-nappers are here someplace.

Dale, Monterey. Are you... Uh-oh.

Ready.

Aim.

Fire!

Just wanted to close up the old croc

and save everyone from the hurricane.

I told you before, there's no hurricane.

Why, just look at old Stormy's mustache.

(ALL EXCLAIMING)

(ALL GASPING)

Look! The hurricane!

(ALL SCREAMING)

Shiver me timbers.

That could've been us on that there ship.

You saved our lives, lads.

How can we ever be thankin' ye?

By letting me go?

Heave ho, mateys! Heave ho!

(GRUNTING)

Ah. Look at all that treasure, lads.

You be deservin' a big pat on the back.

Uh, okay.

(SCREAMS)

(LAUGHS) You got the drop on me that time, Stormy.

Now, let's hoist anchor and shove off.

(CHUCKLING) Oh, that is as soon as the tide comes in.

Golly! It sure was nice of the Pirats to share their treasure.

Crikey! It was nice, wasn't it?

Course, I deserved it.

You? What about me?

MONTEREY: Give me that. It's mine.

Not anymore.

(BOTH EXCLAIMING)

That ought to cool off their gold fever.

(MIMICKING PIRATS)