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♪ PAW Patrol, PAW Patrol ♪

♪ We'll be there on the double ♪

♪ Whenever there's a problem ♪

♪ Round Adventure Bay ♪

♪ Ryder and his team of pups ♪

♪ Will come and save the day ♪

♪ Marshall, Rubble, Chase, Rocky, Zuma, Skye ♪

♪ Yeah, they're on the way ♪

♪ PAW Patrol, PAW Patrol ♪

♪ Whenever you're in trouble ♪

♪ PAW Patrol, PAW Patrol ♪

♪ We'll be there on the double ♪

♪ No job is too big, no pup is too small ♪

♪ PAW Patrol, we're on a roll ♪

♪ So here we go, PAW Patrol, whoa-oh-oh ♪

♪ PAW Patrol, whoa-oh-oh-oh, PAW Patrol ♪

(Barking)

(Whirring)

All secure. Fire away, Marshall.

(Barking) Paint canon!

(Squeaking)

Oops. Sorry about that, little fella.

(Squeaking)

This mouse wants to know what the stage is for.

Sure. We're going to be honoring the Cat Pack

as heroes of Adventure Bay

for all the good deeds they've done for the town.

- (Mouse squeaking) - (Ryder laughing)

Oh, it's going to be a wonderful event, right, Chickaletta?

With balloons...

BOTH: Yay!

...flags,

and Mr. Porter's extra-sticky taffy.

(Squawking)

This is outrageous.

I've never been made a hero of Adventure Bay,

and after all I've done to-- I-- I mean for this town.

- ROCKY: They're here! - MARSHALL: The Cat Pack!

- SKYE: Hooray! - (People cheering)

Oh, that's not fair.

I want to be a hero.

(Cheering)

- Hey, guys. - Wow. This is some turnout.

- There's even a... mouse! - (Mouse squeaking)

A cat scared of a mouse.

Hmm. That gives me an idea.

(Snickering)

- (Squeaking) - Ha!

- (Squeaking) - You're just what I need

to show all of Adventure Bay how unheroic those cats are.

(Laughing)

(Squeaking)

And our wonderful feline friends...

- (Laughing) - (Mouse squeaking)

MAYOR GOODWAY: ...Adventure Bay.

So, without further ado,

I want to present these hero medals...

- Whoa! - Eek!

(Grunting)

(Gasping)

That's who you're giving a medal to?

That's who you call a hero?

It's okay, Leo.

It's just a mouse.

- Ah! - Oh!

Ah! Eek!

Ah-ha-ha! It's tickling me!

(Laughing)

Ah!

(Meowing)

(Thudding)

- Whoa! - (Meowing)

(Tires screeching)

- (Kitties meowing) - (Mice squeaking)

(Meowing)

Ah! My kitties!

Wait. This is my perfect chance to be a hero.

(Meowing)

(Snickering)

Mice. Mice. So many mice.

Hmm. It's like they're searching for something.

Oh, Ryder, the ceremony is ruined.

We've got this. No mouse invasion is too big.

No pup or cat is too small.

(Beeping)

PAW Patrol and Cat Pack to the Lookout!

ALL: Ryder needs us!

- (Squeaking) - MARSHALL: Whoops-y.

- Oh, no! - Look out!

- BOTH: Whoa! - (Crashing, grunting)

We've got some... cat-ching up to do.

(All laughing)

♪

♪

(Dinging)

- PAW Patrol-- - And Cat Pack--

BOTH: Ready for action, Ryder, sir.

- (Beeping) - Thanks for hurrying,

everybody. Mice are everywhere.

- PEOPLE ON SCREEN: Ah! - And it's up to us

to figure out why and save Mayor Humdinger's kitties.

- (Meowing) - So, for this mission,

- I'll need... Skye. - (Beeping)

You'll use your copter to rescue the kitties

carried away by the balloons.

(Barking) Let's take to the sky!

- And Wild. - (Beeping)

You'll use your speed to save the kitties

on Danny's runaway cycle.

Speed of a cheetah!

- And Rory. - (Beeping)

You'll use your agility skills to help the kitties

or any mice stuck in hard-to-reach spots.

Let's pounce!

Alright. PAW Patrol and Cat Pack are on a roll!

(Barking, howling, meowing)

♪ PAW Patrol ♪

♪ Go, go, go, go ♪

(Barking) Whoo-hoo!

♪ PAW Patrol ♪

(Laughing, barking)

♪ Go, go, go, go, go, go ♪

(Meowing)

♪

♪ Skye ♪

♪ Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go ♪

♪ PAW Patrol ♪

♪ Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go ♪

♪ Wild ♪

(Meowing) Whoo!

♪ Go, go, go, go, go, go, go ♪

- ♪ PAW Patrol PAW Patrol ♪ - (Laughing)

♪

♪

- (Mice squeaking) - Oh, PAW Patrol,

I'm so happy you're here.

There are mice everywhere!

Don't worry, Mayor. We'll move them once we rescue the kitties.

Roger that, Ryder.

We're on it.

(Engine roaring)

MAYOR HUMDINGER: Fear not, Adventure Bay!

Humcatdingerman will save the day.

(Hissing, snarling)

Whoa!

(Gasping)

Oh! Meow! Ow!

(Mayor Humdinger yelping, bouncing, thudding)

(Meowing, echoing)

(Meowing)

Rory, go help that kitty.

I'll check on Mayor Humdinger.

Let's pounce.

Aw, my sticky taffy!

(Groaning)

Are you okay, Mayor Humdinger?

Not Humdinger, Humcatdingerman!

Out of my way. I'm needed in the sewer.

There's heroic hero work to be done down there.

(Meowing)

Aw, poor thing. Let's get you out.

MAYOR HUMDINGER: Never fear!

Humcatdingerman is here!

(Yelping repeatedly)

(Rory grunting)

(Yelping repeatedly)

(Groaning) Oh, come on.

Get me out!

- (Beeping) - Leo, come to the town square.

I'm roaring to go!

- Paw-some. - (Beeping)

Skye, Wild, how's it going?

I found the floating kitties,

but every time I get close,

my rotor wash blows the balloons out of reach.

(Meowing)

I'll keep trying, though.

(Meowing)

The kitties are just up ahead!

(Engine roaring)

- (Meowing) - (Tires screeching)

Whoa. This is going to be tricky.

- (Squeaking) - (Gasping) M-m-mice!

- (Beeping) - Chase, Marshall, Shade,

Rubble, we need you to clear the mice away from our area.

We're working on a plan to do exactly that, Ryder.

Just because I'm afraid of... mice!

Thanks, Mr. Porter. (Sniffing)

A super-smelly cheese should get the attention

of all those mice.

This is the smelliest,

my stink bean limburger special.

Are you sure your noses can handle this?

Ah. We'll be fine. (Laughing)

(Tires screeching)

(Squeaking)

(Siren wailing)

(Barking) Megaphone!

(Through megaphone) Free cheese!

(Meowing) Tail sweep!

(Squeaking)

RYDER: It's working. Way to go, team.

The coast is clear, Leo.

Oh. (Chuckling)

(Grunting)

It's about time.

Now, get me out!

Strength of a lion!

I'll have you loose in just... a...

- (Mouse squeaking) - LEO, MAYOR: Whoa!

MAYOR HUMDINGER: Whoa!

(Kitties yowling)

My fear of mice made things worse!

(Kitties yowling)

(Meowing)

Got you.

Whoa!

(Grunting) Oh! Whoa! Ah!

Ryder, runaway cycle heading your way!

- (Gasping) - Everyone, get clear!

Fly, Chickaletta! Mummy's right behind you!

(Mouse squeaking)

Time for an emergency stop.

(Meowing) Gripper claws!

(Engine revving)

- Ah! - (Meowing)

(Grunting)

Got you.

(Meowing)

Whoa! Ow! (Grunting) Ah!

Look, Ryder!

The mice are on the move again!

There must be some reason they want to stay in town.

Squeak, squeak. Squeak.

- (Squeaking) - Got it.

He says they're looking for a friend who was taken.

Once they find him, they'll happily go home.

(Squeaking)

Oh. It's a friend covered in yellow paint.

(Gasping) I know where he is!

I saw him on Mayor Humdinger's back.

- (Mayor Humdinger screaming) - (Mouse squeaking)

Whoa! Wah!

(Groaning) Help!

Get me down!

- (Siren wailing) - Chase, set up a net

in case Mayor Humdinger falls!

(Barking) Net!

♪

Are you kidding me?

(Tires screeching)

(Grunting repeatedly)

Hold still, Mayor Humdinger. I'm going to lift off the mouse

before I drop you into the safety net.

That poor little mouse must be so scared.

(Gasping) More scared than I am!

No, me first. I mean,

Humcatdingerman always lands on his feet.

Ah!

(Grunting)

- LEO: Oh, no! - (Squeaking)

That mouse is in trouble!

I can do this.

I got you, little guy!

(Squeaking)

Phew. Aw, thanks, buddy.

I'm not afraid of mice anymore!

- (Laughing) - (Mice squeaking)

And without further ado-- Wait.

Let me check for further ado.

Ooh...

(Squeaking)

He says don't worry. Now that he's safe,

the other mice have gone home.

That's a relief. (Chuckling)

Thank you, PAW Patrol.

You're welcome. If you ever have too many mice,

just yelp for help.

Humcatdingerman never needs help.

(Grunting) What?

Aw, sticky taffy.

♪ Saved the day ♪

♪ And now it's time to play around Adventure Bay ♪

(Cheering)

We did it! Yay!

(Calling)

- (Wally barking) - Sorry, Wally.

This piping-hot plate is for the Turbot pot luck picnic.

Mmm. Hot, congealed dairy products.

Also known as my magnificently mouthwatering

mac and cheese.

FRANCOIS: Perhaps, but my beef bourguignon

is tres fabuleux. Mwah!

However, my three bean salad was scientifically made

with legumes grown hydroponically

in a geodesic dome.

TILLY: Nice try, kids, but no one can beat my potato salad

that's won every county fair 40 years running.

CAP'N TURBOT: Mine's more marvelous!

- TAMMY: No, mine. - TILLY: Mine is the best.

FRANCOIS: Mine is tres superior.

Everyone's dishes seem dandy.

Let's dig into these delicious delights.

(Wally barking, sniffing)

My niece's note is nicely put.

This is not a kooky cooking competition.

You're right, grandson.

Besides, everyone knows my dish is delicious-est.

- Balderdash! - Mais non!

Your theory's unproven!

(Whistling) Perhaps a pre-picnic walk

would calm your constant competition.

And increase our appetites.

Well-reasoned idea, Taylor.

I am obviously the fastest walker, n'est-ca pas?

CAP'N TURBOT: (Faintly) No way!

(Voices fading away)

(Grunting)

(Barking, laughing)

That's it, pups. The harder you train,

the stronger you'll get.

If I keep practicing,

maybe I'll be able to fly without my copter.

On your mark. Get set. Go!

(Panting)

- RUBBLE: Go, pups! - SKYE: Yay!

ROCKY: Whoo-hoo!

Mm. Nothing like a honey-flavored granola bar

and a relaxing stroll with a friend,

eh, Chickaletta?

(Squawking)

- Excuse us! - FRANCOIS: Excusez-moi.

- Pardon us, pedestrians. - Oh, my.

- Was that the Turbots? - 'Afraid so.

My family's having a fast and furious speed-walking race.

So it would appear, but why?

It's a Turbot tradition to be the best.

Wait up, wiggle walkers!

(Grunting)

(Rumbling)

- Ah! - Loose log! Let's leap!

- Got you! - TILLY: Oh!

Oh! Whoops-y!

Goodness gracious, Granny!

- (Gasping) - (Tilly grunting)

Luckily, she's a limber lady and latched on to that ledge.

But she's out of our reach,

and that log appears quite unstable.

Whoa!

MAYOR GOODWAY: Worry not, Turbot family!

I know just who to call.

(Beeping)

- ROCKY: Come on! - MARSHALL: You got this!

- RUBBLE: Faster! - MARSHALL: Go, guys, go!

- Go, go, go! - Whoo-hoo!

- That was so close! - Cool!

Who won?

RYDER: Chase won by an ear tip,

but you are both ran a great race,

so you're both winners,

because we're all part of the same team.

Paw bros forever, dude.

- (Pups barking) - SKYE: Yay!

- (Ringing) - (Beeping)

Hi, Mayor Goodway. What's up?

The Turbots are having a speed-walking race,

and poor Granny Tilly accidentally fell into a gorge!

I'm telling you, no one can hang from a ledge longer than me!

- I clearly can. - Moi aussi.

Obviously, I can.

Don't worry. We're on the way.

No Turbot is in too much trouble.

No pup is too small.

(Beeping)

PAW Patrol to the Lookout!

ALL: Ryder needs us!

Whoa!

- Look out, Marshall! - (Skye gasping)

Whoa! Whoa! Oof! (Crashing)

Maybe I should give up being a hero and re-tire.

(All laughing)

♪

(Dinging)

PAW Patrol ready for action, Ryder, sir!

- (Beeping) - Thanks for hurrying, pups.

The Turbots were having a speed-walking race,

and Granny Tilly accidentally fell into a gorge.

- (Tilly shouting) - (Gasping) Is she okay?

Yes, but she's hanging from a ledge,

and a log's about to fall on her.

So, for this mission, I'll need... Rubble.

- (Beeping) - I'll need you to use

your crane to carefully lift the log away from Granny.

Rubble on the double.

- And Skye. - (Beeping)

I'll need you to use your harness to hoist Granny

off the ledge to safety.

(Barking) Let's take to the sky!

Alright. PAW Patrol is on a roll!

(Barking, howling)

♪ PAW Patrol ♪

(Barking, howling)

♪ Go, go, go, go ♪

♪ PAW Patrol ♪

♪ Go, go, go, go ♪

(Barking) Whoo-hoo!

♪ Go, go, go, go ♪

(Laughing, barking)

♪

♪ Rubble ♪

(Howling)

♪ Go, go, go, go, go, go ♪

♪ PAW Patrol ♪

♪ Go, go, go, go ♪

(Skye laughing)

♪ Skye ♪

♪ Go, go, go, go, go, go ♪

♪ Go, go, go, go, go, go ♪

♪ PAW Patrol PAW Patrol ♪

♪

♪

- (Tilly grunting) - Hang on, Grandmama!

Color me culpable.

Our constant competition caused a catastrophe.

I, too, am consumed with guilt.

But I am even more to blame.

I disagree. I'm the guiltiest.

No, I am!

- (Cracking) - TILLY: Whoa!

Uh-oh.

Shh. Your loud voices are loosening the log.

We have to be quiet.

It's the PAW Patrol!

Ooh. Sorry.

(Softly) It's the PAW Patrol.

Shh.

Let's get Granny Tilly out of there.

Rubble, use your crane to move that log.

On it.

♪

Let's put this log safely aside.

Nice job, Rubble.

Skye, you're up.

♪

And you will be, too, Granny Tilly,

soon as I airlift you out of there.

TILLY: Whoo-hoo!

(Cheering)

Thanks for the lift, PAW Patrol!

Granny is saved!

I can't wait to give her an "I'm sorry" hug.

I shall give her an even bigger, sorrier hug.

This sorriest of sailors will out-squeeze all of you.

- I'm the best. - No, it's me!

CAP'N TURBOT: I'm the heartiest hugger here.

FRANCOIS: Mais non!

- (Snoring) - CAP'N TURBOT: Me! Me!

(Growling)

CAP'N TURBOT: Here! Here! Hug me first!

Granny deserves the best!

SKYE: Excuse me, Turbot family.

I need some room to set her down safely.

(Grunting)

(Roaring)

ALL: Ah! Bear!

ALL: Whoa!

Turbots down!

Oh, dear!

(Calling)

Oh, no!

- Help! - Help!

Whoa!

Good thing there was a river.

- (Beeping) - Zuma, I need you here ASAP.

Let's dive in!

(Calling)

We need to distract that bear

before we can rescue the Turbots.

If only we had bear treats.

Like a honey granola bar?

Thanks, Mayor Goodway!

Rubble, use it to lead the bear back to its cave.

Sure thing, Ryder.

(Grunting)

RUBBLE: Got it!

(Whirring)

(Grunting)

(Sniffing)

(Grunting)

- Nice work, Rubble. - (Beeping)

Zuma, how close are you?

Almost there, Ryder, dude.

Help!

Uh-oh. Looks like the Turbots are headed

for a big fall up ahead--

a waterfall, that is.

(Gasping) Oh, my.

I'm on max throttle, but I'm not sure

I can get to them on time.

Then we need to buy you more,

or maybe they could buy more time.

We just need to get the Turbots to work as a team,

the way you pups do.

I'm on it, Ryder.

Yeehaw!

SKYE: Attention Turbots!

I know you all like to compete,

but you need to work together

and roll that log away from the waterfall!

- Work together? - Confusing concept.

No time for talk. Let's trot on this toppled tree.

(All grunting)

You call that logrolling?

Let me show how the top Turbot does it.

(Grunting)

(All grunting)

- We're doing it! - Yeah!

Good job, everyone!

Yay, Team Turbot!

Hang on, everyone.

I'll tow you to calmer waters.

(Barking) Buoy!

- Terrific! - Whoo-hoo!

- Hooray! - Nice work, Zuma.

Now, Skye, time for a few airlifts.

Going up, anyone?

Whoo-hoo!

(Shrieking)

Ah, solid land.

Oh, je t'aime so much.

(Laughing)

Yeehaw!

But we all love you even more.

Aw.

And all exactly equally.

- Aw. - Magnifique.

- Oh, how lovely. - RYDER, PUPS: Aw!

Now, how about this family finishes our fantastic feast

back at the Flounder?

A sensationally sound suggestion.

Agreed, but first,

we owe Ryder and PAW Patrol a big thank you for saving us.

And teaching us about teamwork.

Whenever your contest gets too competitive,

just yelp for help.

- Au revoir. - Bye, everybody.

I have an idea to make this stroll even more fun--

walking backwards.

First one to the pier wins!

- This cap'n can do. - Whoo-hoo!

Another typical Turbot tournament.

(Sighing)

(Burping)

(Barking)

♪

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