Original subtitles

♪ 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 ♪

♪ Who-oh-oh ♪

Paw patrol ♪

♪ Who-oh-oh-oh ♪

Paw patrol ♪

Not a goose.

(Sighing)

Not a goose.

Any luck, Marshall?

Nope, but I'm sure

they'll be here soon.

The leaves from around

the lookout

make a comfy nest

for tired geese.

They'll be hungry too.

This should fill

their tummies.

(Barking)

Bread. Perfect.

MARSHALL:

Not a goose.

Not a goose.

(Barking)

Definitely not a goose.

(Geese honking)

What about those?

MARSHALL:

Yes! Geese!

(Barking)

The geese are coming!

Whoa!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Whoa!

(Warbling)

The geese are coming.

We heard.

(Geese honking)

He likes your nest,

Rocky.

(Chirping)

Where are you going,

silly goose?

(Whistling)

(All laughing)

(Gulping)

(Grunting)

(All laughing)

I got him.

Whoa!

(Both grunting)

Are you okay,

fuzzy little guy?

(Warbling)

(Chirping)

Hey, Fuzzy's a great name

for you.

Back to your family,

Fuzzy.

Nice work, Marshall.

(Honking)

(Laughing)

Marshall, you have a new

BGFF.

A new what?

"Best Goose Friend

Forever."

(Laughing)

(Chirping)

Whoa!

(Chirping)

(Grunting)

(Marshall laughing)

Ahh!

(Chirping)

Oh, sorry, Fuzzy.

(Geese honking)

(Chirping)

Mmm.

okay, Fuzzy,

Time to hit the hay.

Or nest.

(Chirping)

I suppose I could sleep

out here with you guys.

Okay, but just this once.

(Both snoring)

(Yawning)

(Sighing)

Goodbye, geese.

Guess it's time

to go.

We'll sure miss you

around here.

Where's Fuzzy?

(All honking)

Fuzzy? Where are you?

Fuzzy?

Where did he go?

Ryder?

Fuzzy is gone.

We have to find him

before his flock leaves.

Fuzzy is missing?

No job is too big,

no pup is too small.

PAW Patrol,

to the Lookout.

ALL:

Ryder's calling.

(Yawning)

Oof!

Morning, Rubble.

Excuse me.

Can someone please

turn on the lights?

Oh! Ha-ha!

(Yawning)

(Lips smacking)

(Snoring)

Whoa!

(Laughing)

(Elevator dinging)

Ready for action,

Ryder, sir.

Pups, we have an emergency

in our own backyard.

Our geese friends

have to migrate

with the rest of their flock.

But they're missing

one little goose.

Poor Fuzzy.

It's all my fault.

If we don't

find him fast,

they'll have

to leave him behind.

Chase, I need

your megaphone

to try to call Fuzzy.

Chase is on the case.

And Marshall, Fuzzy would

follow you anywhere.

I need you to help

look for him too.

I'm fired up.

All right!

PAW Patrol is on a roll.

(All barking and howling)

♪

(Laughing)

Whoa!

(Barking)

Whoa!

(Barking)

♪

Chase, use your megaphone

to make a goose call.

(Sound effect

of geese honking)

Fuzzy doesn't seem

to be responding.

(Sniffing)

This is Fuzzy's.

(Sniffing)

(Sneezing)

I'm a little allergic

to feathers.

(Sniffing)

(Sneezing)

He went this way.

♪

(Tires screeching)

(Sniffing)

(Sneezing)

He went this way.

(Seagulls squawking)

Hey, there,

little goose.

Would you like

this piece of bread?

(Honking)

(Squawking)

(Sniffing)

(Sneezing)

(Sniffing and sneezing

continuously)

Fuzzy--

(Sneezing)

--came by here.

(Fuzzy honking)

Listen.

That sounds like Fuzzy.

(Gasping):

Look up there.

MARSHALL:

Those gulls are stealing

Fuzzy's food.

Pick on someone

your own size.

(Squawking)

Fuzzy, fly down here.

He can't.

That plastic soda can ring

is wrapped around his wing.

(Squawking)

MARSHALL:

He's going to fall!

Marshall, quick, use your ladder

to get Fuzzy down.

I'm fired up.

(Squawking)

(Barking)

Back away

from the bread.

(Fuzzy honking)

(Barking)

(Honking)

I'm coming, Fuzzy!

(Screaming)

No!

Use your helmet.

(Grunting and tweeting)

Oh, yes! Sweet catch,

Marshall.

Now, let's get this

off you.

(Laughing)

Whoa!

I'm good.

Fuzzy, there goes

your flock.

You need to catch up

with them.

Don't worry, Fuzzy.

When you fly back north,

we'll see you again.

And when you migrate

back south,

you'll see us again.

And then

when you fly north...

Uh, Marshall?

Fuzzy needs to get going.

Go ahead. Just keep flapping

and you'll catch up.

(Breathing heavily)

Bye, Fuzzy.

(Chirping)

I don't think

he wants to go.

If he doesn't leave now

he'll never catch up.

A little gosling belongs

with his family, Marshall.

What can we do?

I know.

Promise not to take

this thing too high.

Like, higher than my nose.

Marshall, you aren't

afraid of heights.

You just climbed to the roof

of the train station.

Okay.

I'll do it.

Let's take to the sky!

This isn't too high.

(Honking)

Uh, okay,

this is kind of high.

(Tweeting)

Come on, Fuzzy.

Time to fly.

Flap, flap.

(Fuzzy whistling)

That's it, Fuzzy.

You got it.

Remember, Fuzzy.

Whenever you're in trouble,

just honk for help.

(Honking)

(All honking)

MARSHALL:

Bye, Fuzzy.

Have a safe flight!

(Sniffling)

You silly goose.

You guys did

an awesome job today.

What a bunch

of good pups.

(Laughing)

(Barking)

I'm doing it.

(Chicken clucking)

Huh?

Chickaletta?

(Clucking)

Whoa!

Wow. Birds really do

like you, Marshall.

(Both laughing)

Why did I ever agree

to a balloon race?

Not too high!

Not too fast!

(Laughing)

You're still on the ground,

Mayor Goodway.

Oh, yes.

Ha. Hmm.

I need to get over

this fear of heights.

And anyway, I can always

keep my eyes closed.

Don't forget,

Mayor Goodway,

I'll be in the balloon

to help you.

Oh, right.

Thanks, Ryder.

Okay. Ready to unroll,

pups?

We're ready.

It sure is dusty.

Uh-oh, it's got a...

(Sneezing)

It's got a rip.

A bad rip.

This balloon

won't hold air.

Oh, Mayor Humdinger

from Foggy Bottom

will win the annual

mayor's balloon race again.

Don't worry.

We'll get this balloon

ready in time for the race.

No job is too big,

no pup is too small.

On your bark,

get set...

(Howling)

(All panting)

(Laughing)

(All beeping)

RYDER:

PAW Patrol, to the Lookout.

ALL:

Ryder's calling.

Whoa!

New race

to the Lookout.

(All barking and howling)

(All grunting)

Pups, we've got a serious

case of the wedgies.

(All laughing)

Wait for me.

Whoa, no. Ahh!

(Laughing)

(Elevator dinging)

Ready for action,

Ryder, sir.

Pups, we have a problem.

(Beeping)

We need to fix

the hot air balloon

for Mayor Goodway's

big race.

The balloon has a big

rip in it.

(Gasping)

Whoa!

(Beeping)

Rocky, you'll need

to find something

we can reuse

to patch it.

Green means go.

RYDER:

The hot air that makes

the balloon rise

comes from

a gas flame heater.

Marshall, I'll need you to make

sure that the heater is safe.

I'm fired up.

All right!

PAW Patrol is on a roll!

(All barking)

♪

(Laughing)

Whoa!

(Barking)

♪

Whoa!

(Barking)

♪

(Tires screeching)

No time to lose, pups.

The balloon race starts soon.

Hmm. We need a patch.

(Gasping)

I've got the perfect thing

in my truck.

RYDER:

How does the gas tank look,

Marshall?

The big question is

how they smell.

(Sniffing)

I don't smell

any gas leaks.

Ready to test the flame?

(Barking)

Standing by.

RYDER:

All systems go.

(Barking)

Glue.

This piece of Zuma's

old surf kite

will patch that hole up

perfectly.

(Barking)

Don't lose it,

reuse it.

The patch is perfect,

Rocky.

(Flame firing)

Oh! It's working!

I can't believe

it works!

I-- Oh, I mean,

of course it works.

The PAW Patrol

fixed it.

The other balloons

are getting near Farmer Yumi's.

Once they get to the silo,

the race starts.

We'd better hurry.

I'll grab our flying gear

and we're off.

Time to get over my fear

of heights once and for all.

(Inhaling deeply)

I'm going to ride

in this balloon

and win this race!

(Flame firing)

Oh, dear.

Is the ground going down

or am I going up?

The balloon!

Grab it.

(Screaming)

Mayor Goodway, come back!

(Gasping)

(Barking)

(Panting)

Ahh!

Uh-oh. Whoa!

Marshall!

(Sighing)

Thanks, Ryder.

Great catch.

Ryder, pups!

Get me down!

The race has started!

I don't see our balloon.

RYDER:

Skye, PAW Patrol emergency.

Mayor Goodway took off

without me.

I need you to fly me

to the balloon in your copter.

Let's take to the sky!

(Laughing and barking)

I can't look!

I can't look!

But I must look.

(Clucking)

Oh, no!

I better go higher.

Whoa!

(Peeping)

Hi, little chicken.

(Laughing)

Well, aren't you

a cutie.

MAN:

Look, Mayor Humdinger,

Mayor Goodway's

catching up.

Hmm. It looks like they got

that dusty old bag of wind

up in the air.

And the balloon

is working too.

Full steam ahead!

(Laughing)

Let's go.

This pup's got to fly.

(Gasping):

There's Mayor Goodway,

headed toward Seal Island.

(Exclaiming)

(Peeping)

(Helicopter beating overhead)

What's that?

Ryder?!

Oh, yes!

Oh, no. I can't watch.

Ready, Ryder?

I'll swing you over

to the balloon.

(Grunting)

RYDER:

Got it.

Think you could give me

a hand here, Mayor Goodway?

(Gasping)

Great. Now pull me

in a bit.

Oh!

(Gasping)

Oh, I did it!

You did it.

We did it.

Good work.

Now, let's see

about this race.

Made it safe, Skye.

See you

at the finish line.

Roger that.

Go win that trophy!

Thank you, Ryder.

I'm so glad

everything's okay now.

Not exactly.

(Flame roaring)

BOTH:

Whoa!

Close one.

All right, Mayor,

ready to win this race?

The race?

I almost forgot.

Are you in?

In it to win it!

(Flame roaring)

Ha-ha!

Easiest race yet.

Looks like another year on top

for the town of Foggy Bottom.

(Snickering)

What is it?

What?! How did you get there?

This race is on,

Mayor Humdinger.

Don't worry.

We'll wait for you...

at the finish line.

(Goodway laughing)

Oh, I've never lost a race,

and I'm not starting now!

After them!

(Flame roaring)

There's Jinx Mountain.

The finish line

is on the other side.

The winds are stronger

up higher,

and we'd have a better chance

of winning.

What do you say?

Up, up and away!

Whoo-hoo!

HUMDINGER:

They're beating us.

Higher, higher!

There's the finish line.

Here they come!

Go, Adventure Bay!

GOODWAY:

Hey, Jake!

JAKE:

Yo, cool.

Oh, I have to prepare

a victory speech.

I hope you get

to use it.

(Laughing)

(Gasping)

How did Humdinger

get ahead of us?

We're going to have

to drop fast

to get to the finish

line first.

Are you ready, Mayor?

In it to win it!

Whoo-hoo!

(Screaming)

(Humdinger laughing)

HUMDINGER:

Winning!

GOODWAY: Whoo-hoo!

HUMDINGER: What?!

(All cheering and barking)

RYDER:

Mayor Goodway

and Adventure Bay win.

Oh, we did it!

Ha, yes.

I believe this trophy

belongs to you this year,

Mayor Goodway.

(Grumbling)

No. It belongs to Ryder

and his loyal PAW Patrol.

This calls

for a celebration.

(Crowd cheering)

♪

(Grumbling)

Thanks, Ryder.

You and the pups

really saved the day.

Whenever you need a hand,

just yelp for help.

Ryder, I've entered

Adventure Bay

into the mayor's

submarine race.

You can be my captain.

Ha! Why bother?

Foggy Bottom's sub is sure

to win the mayor's race.

Just like last year.

I don't think so.

Today is a new day,

Humdinger.

HUMDINGER:

Well, today is the only day

you'll beat Foggy Bottom

at anything.

Oh, you think so?

I know so.

We'll see about that.

Yes, we will.

Oh, no.

Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah.

(Laughing)