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[theme music]
Yogi, come here, quick.
Uh, what's the matter, Boo Boo?
Look! We're bein' invaded!
Hold it, Boob, hold it.
Those are our boys. The US Army.
They're stagin' war games in Jellystone Park today.
How do they play war games, Yogi?
Very simple.
They divide into two sides.
The blue army and the white army.
(Boo Boo) 'A friendly game of war, huh, Yogi?'
That's it, Boo Boo.
The side with the best stragedy wins.
Do you think this scheme will work, lieutenant?
I'm sure it will, general.
With some of the men dressed in bear suits
we'll be able to infiltrate and surprise the white army.
Good thinking, lieutenant.
Get the men into those bear suits at once.
(male #1) 'Yes, sir! Right away, sir!'
Okay, men of the Bear Patrol
it's up to you.
The general is counting on us.
So put those bear heads on and let's go!
Okay, lieutenant.
One hup, reap for your left.
One hup, reap for your left.
Take over, sergeant!
I'll move on to protect the right flank.
(male #2) 'Alright, sir.'
One hup, reap, for your left.
One hup, reap, for your left.
Boy, if this stragedy works, maybe I'll get promoted.
Oh, no!
'Hmm, there's always a couple of goldbricks'
'goofin' off in every outfit.'
Hey, you two, on your feet. Atten-hut!
Uh, yes, sir! Uh, yes, sir. Yes, sir!
On our feet, sir. Yes, sir, sir.
Get up there with the rest of those bears
and tell 'em to carry on!
Uh, yes, sir. Uh, on the double, sir!
Uh, things must be pretty bad, Boo Boo
when they start draftin' animals.
I thought the next war was gonna be a push-button war.
Well, they must've run out of buttons.
So they start pushin' bears.
screech
There's the Bear Patrol, Yogi.
Ah, the usual snafu.
Here it is chow time and no one remembers
to send a chow truck.
(Yogi) 'If I may make a suggestion, fellas?'
There are plenty of picnic baskets
do-o-own to the picnic grounds.
Now there's the first bright idea I heard today.
Charlie! Louie!
Get down there and forage up some food for us.
[woman screams]
Sounded like that scream came from the picnic grounds.
screech
What happened?
(male #3) 'Two bears with guns'
'just took our picnic baskets.'
Bears with guns?
I'd better investigate this.
swish
Hey, Louie, here comes a ranger.
And is he mad.
Let's shoot some blanks at him and scare him off.
We don't want any trouble.
Hey, you, come back here with those baskets!
bang bang bang
screech
They're shooting at me!
whoosh
Clear the park! Clear the park!
All the bears have rifles! It's a revolution!
Those blank cartridges sure sound
like the real thing, eh, Charlie?
Yeah. They convinced the ranger.
[laughing]
Look at him go!
Operator, get this
all-points bulletin out immediately.
"The bears have risen! They're armed to the teeth!
"And intend to take over Jellystone Park!
All rangers report to the ranger station at once!"
That was good thinkin', soldier.
Livin' off the country is necessary sometimes.
Thank you, sir.
Hey, lieutenant. There's a squad comin' this way.
Oh-ho!
Oh, they're tricky, that white army.
They're dressed up as rangers to fool us.
Fire those blanks at 'em.
First shots count ten points.
Stick together, men, and keep a sharp lookout.
bang bang bang
The bears have spotted us.
Return fire. But over their heads.
Don't hit any!
bang bang bang
They're shootin' back at us. But we scored first.
clang
Why, they're usin' real bullets.
That's playin' war dirty.
Hey, you with the silly hat
'you take shorty and get the tank after 'em.'
A tank, Yogi?
An order's an order.
We're in the blue army now, Boo Boo.
So, let's do our duty.
whoosh whoosh
What's that, general?
Call off the war game immediately?
Uh, why, sir?
A new missile has made the army obsolete?
Yes, sir.
Okay, men. Out of the bear suits, we're clearin' out.
On the double!
The firing has stopped, but it might be a trick.
Can you see anything, Ranger Schultz?
All the bears are gone. We win!
[rangers cheering]
I'm proud of you, rangers. We've broken the bear mutiny.
Do you think Yogi had any part in this uprising, sir?
Yogi? No, he might filch a picnic basket once in a while
but he wouldn't take part in a revolution.
Basically, Yogi is a good bear.
boom
Yogi!
boom
Was that the good bear, sir?
Boo Boo, keep pressin' those buttons!
One of them must stop this thing!
click click click
Nothin' seems to stop it, Yogi.
(Ranger Smith) 'We'll make our last stand here, men.'
And let us conduct ourselves
so ranger station number four will go down in history
with Custer's Last Stand and the Alamo.
- And Schultz? - Uh, yes, sir?
(Ranger Smith) 'Here's the five dollars I owe you.'
[gulps] Ooh, thanks, chief.
Boo Boo, do somethin'!
We're headed for the ranger station!
It stopped!
That's good work, Boo Boo!
You've saved the ranger station!
It ran out of gas, Yogi.
(Yogi) 'Shee.'
What'll they do with us, Yogi?
I don't know, Boob.
It all depends what the rangers decide
at the meetin' they're havin'.
When the army picked up the tank
they said the bears with the guns were soldiers.
Yeah, and if it gets out we were shootin'
at the army, it's our jobs!
Naturally, none of us will talk.
But Yogi might.
And we'd have to turn in our ranger suits.
(Schultz) 'What'll we do, chief?'
There's only one thing we can do.
Maybe Yogi will listen to reason.
Uh, I don't get it, Yogi.
Why would Mr. Ranger free us
and give us each a picnic baskets?
(Yogi) 'Search me, Boo Boo.'
Ours is not to reason why.
Ours is just to do or diet.
Hey hey hey.
[theme music]
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