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[theme music]

[telephone ringing]

(Winnie) 'Hello, Winnie The Witch speaking.'

Oh, hello, Mable, did you have a nice Halloween.

[laughing] Me, too, rode my broom all night.

Ah, good thing it only comes once a year.

I'm not as young as I used to be.

Uh-huh, I'm going to take a little vacation.

I'm brooming out to Jellystone Park for rest.

Well, so long, Mable.

When I return, we'll get together and cook something up.

Ta-ta.

Jellystone, here I come.

Boo-Boo, Jellystone Park ain't what it used to be.

Ah, the pickens are slim this year.

My stomach must think my throat is on strike.

That's right, Yogi, the picnickers are taking

that rule about not feedin' the bears too seriously.

Which reminds me, there's someone new in cabin two.

So, let's hit 'em up for some goodies

before they find out about the no-feedin'-the-bears rule.

- Yes. - How do ya do, sir?

Is the lady of the house in?

I'm the lady of the house, and I'm not going to be pestered

'by any old, dusty bear, now, you get outta here.'

'Sick 'em, broom.'

We must leave, Boo-Boo.

Back into the woods and you stay there

you fur-bearing varmint.

[whistling]

'Come back, broom!'

[laughing]

I'm a mean, old witch today.

Did you see that, Boo-Boo?

Yeah, Yogi, a flyin' broom.

Boo-Boo, little bear chum, with a broom like that

we could sweep the pic-a-nic tables

clean of pic-a-nic baskets.

But, Yogi..

I'll fair trade one of the ranger's brooms

for this one and we'll zoom away on our broom.

There it is, Boo-Boo, now to switch brooms.

(Boo-Boo) 'The ranger isn't gonna like this, Yogi.'

Here we go, Boo-Boo, one flyin' broom, ready to zoom.

But I never flew on a broom before, Yogi.

If a little, old lady can do it, so can you, Boo-Boo.

I don't think I'm gonna like it either.

Never mind the details, hey, hey, brooms away!

[swooshing]

Gee, it works, Boo-Boo is flyin'.

screech screech screech

- Whoa! - That's pretty good, Boob.

screech

You're better than the average bird.

Yogi, do birds get dizzy?

Ah, not to my accumulated knowledge.

Well, I do and I don't like it.

Then step aside and let the ace of space take the stick.

(Boo-Boo) 'It's all yours, Yogi.'

Pilot Yogi Bear takes to the air.

The ranger isn't gonna like this.

Hey-hey, aviation history is bein' made.

Yesterday, the lone eagle, today, the lone bear.

[humming]

Pic-a-nic basket at 3 o'clock, movin' in for attack.

[humming]

That's one for Yogi Bear.

whir

Two for Boo-Boo.

whir

I know it can't be true, but I better report this

to the park ranger.

You say somebody swiped your picnic basket?

Swooped down on a broom?

Okay, I'll take care of it.

Hm, I think I know who's behind this.

It really burns me up, you trust 'em

and they let you down every time.

Uh-oh, here comes the ranger

and I'm caught red-handed with the flyin' broom.

Greetings, mister, ranger, just tidying up the forest, sir.

Gets mighty dusty in the dry season.

That's good, Yogi.

I didn't think he'd fall for that one.

He must be slippin'.

Come on, open up.

What's wrong, ranger?

Riding around on a broom, and filching picnic baskets

that's what's wrong.

But I haven't stuck my big nose out of this cabin all day.

On your broom and on your way.

This is the last time I trust a witch.

Okay, buster, but I'll have the goblins on you for this.

What's with the broom, I can't get it off the ground?

Huh?

This isn't mine. Somebody switched brooms on me.

Now I get it, tidying up the forest, eh?

I should've known.

I never thought I'd get away with it.

Ah, but I guess I'm just smarter than the average ranger.

Hey-hey-hey, look at that.

'A king-size pic-a-nic basket.'

whir

Ho-ho-ho, and away I go.

This is a big one, must be crammed full of..

- Hello, Yogi. - It's the ranger.

screech

Help!

A-tisket a-tasket, you can't float down with a basket, sir.

crash

Hello, army missile base?

I want to report an unidentified flying object

over Jellystone Park.

whir whir whir

Hm, I hear a whistle.

[missile whistling]

'Yikes, a misguided missile!'

I guess it didn't get Yogi yet

but..

[laughing]

Those missiles never miss.

[knock on door]

Pardon me, sir, but I'm bein' followed.

Yikes, a missile!

[explosion]

Come on, Yogi, faster.

Sweep it all out of here.

And when you finish, you'll start buildin'

the new ranger station.

They sure lowered the broom on me this time.

Hey-hey-hey!

[theme music]