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's too big

No pup's too small ♪

♪ Paw Patrol

We're on a roll ♪

♪ So here we go

Paw Patrol ♪

♪ Whoa-oh-oh ♪

♪ Paw Patrol ♪

♪ Whoa-oh-oh ♪

♪ Paw Patrol ♪

Great catch,

Mr. Porter!

Let me try!

Woof!

Claw!

Yeah!

[splatting]

Whoops.

Thanks anyway,

Rocky.

But, I'd rather eat my pizza

than wear it.

[laughing]

We'd better bake it first,

Rubble.

Here, Mr. Porter.

Thanks, Paw Patrol.

With your help, I'm on my

way to making the world's

biggest pizza.

Then we need to make

a lot more dough.

Ooh, I better find some more

tomato sauce.

Skye, can I have some more

flour?

Comin' right up.

Ruff!

Wings!

Ooh, ah, ah,

achoo!

[laughing]

Oops.

Sorry.

I know how

to fix that.

On three, everyone.

One, two--

[sneezing]

[laughing]

Farmer Yumi, do you want me

to give the plants a drink now?

Not so, much a drink,

Marshall.

I want you to give them

something to eat.

Huh?

Plants eat?

They sure do.

Plants need nutrition,

and, that's why we feed

them fertilizer.

So, I brought some

Zippy Grow.

Zippy Grow

is very powerful stuff.

See?

Amazing!

Sweet!

Told ya.

Now Marshall, could you please

give the whole garden

a good soaking with Zippy Grow?

-Can I put it in the tank?

-[Yumi] Sure.

But, remember,

only one drop.

[mooing]

Oh, I know, Bettina.

You want your breakfast.

I'll be right back.

Hey, if a little Zippy Grow

makes the plants grow a little,

wouldn't a lot of Zippy Grow

make them grow a lot?

Probably, but, Farmer Yumi said

just use one drop.

Huh--

[Zippy Grow pouring]

That should do it.

[gasping]

Hey, what happened

to the water?

[screaming]

Whoa!

Whoa!

[mooing]

Here we go, Bettina.

Yummy--

Hey!

Look out!

Alex, I said one drop!

Sorry, Farmer Yumi!

Uh-oh!

[screaming]

Time to call

the Paw Patrol.

[phone ringing]

Hi, Farmer Yumi.

How's the garden growing?

Way too much!

Look!

[mooing]

Whoa!

Whoa, those are some huge

veggies.

Yeah, and, I'm in a huge jam!

I'm trapped in here!

Hurry, Ryder!

Don't worry, Farmer Yumi.

No veggie's too big;

no pup is too small.

Paw Patrol, to the Lookout!

[Paw Patrol]

Ryder needs us!

[screaming]

Whoa!

[howling and barking]

Whoa!

-Slow down!

-Stop!

I can't!

[crashing]

Nice hat, Marshall,

but, you're

supposed to eat your

Brussels sprouts,

not wear them.

[laughing]

[soft rock music playing]

Paw Patrol, ready for action,

Ryder, sir!

Thanks for hustling, pups.

Farmer Yumi has big problems.

Uh-oh!

Her garden is growing

giant veggies.

That's for sure.

Her rutabagas

are ruta-big-as.

[laughing]

So, for this rescue

I'll need Rubble.

I'll need your crane to lift

the squash off the corn crib.

Rubble on the double.

And, it will come in handy

getting Bettina down.

Wow, double Rubble on

the double.

Marshall, I'll also, need your

ladder to help Farmer Yumi

out of the crib once Rubble

moves the squash.

I'm fired up!

All right, Paw Patrol

is on a roll!

[howling and barking]

♪ Paw Patrol ♪

[barking]

♪ Paw Patrol ♪

♪ Go go go go ♪

Whoa, whoa!

♪ Go go go ♪

Whoa!

Ruff!

♪ Go go go go ♪

♪ Paw Patrol ♪

♪ Go go go go ♪

♪ Marshall! ♪

♪ Go go go go ♪

♪ Go go go go ♪

♪ Go go ♪

♪ Paw Patrol Paw Patrol ♪

[tires screeching]

[sirens wailing]

[mooing]

Oh, Ryder, thanks

for hurrying over.

Now, please, hurry more!

Quick, Rubble,

grab the squash

with your crane!

You got it, Ryder.

Crane!

[country music plays]

Whoa!

This is super heavy.

[crane beeping]

Good work, Rubble.

Okay, Marshall, ladder time!

You got it!

[barking]

Ladder!

Ladder, up!

Here I come!

Oh, that was close.

I was almost squashed by my

squash!

[laughing]

[mooing]

Looks like we still have a cow

to rescue.

Rubble, grab that broccoli so

Bettina can slide down.

On it, Ryder!

Here comes Rubble with the claw

on the double.

[mooing]

Is Bettina okay?

She looks kind of

woozy.

One way to find out.

Who wants corn?

Yep, she'll be fine.

What's that?

Uh, oh!

Run!

Look out!

Whoa!

Whoa!

Those tomatoes are heading

downtown!

Come on, pups.

[sirens wailing]

[sniffing]

[sirens wailing]

What?!

Uh, oh!

We gotta hurry.

Look, we can divert the

tomatoes with those logs.

On it!

[boing]

[boing]

You did it, Rubble!

We're not finished yet.

Those tomatoes are still

rolling.

[sirens blaring]

[bleating]

Giant tomatoes?

Huh, now I've seen everything.

[jingle plays]

Uh, oh!

Those tomatoes are going

everywhere!

They'll be easier to corral if

they're moving

in one direction.

Rocky, Zuma, it's time

for a tomato round up.

Sure, Ryder.

We can do it.

Don't worry,

you'll "ketchup."

Get it?

Tomatoes? Catch up?

[laughing]

Yeah.

We're on our way.

Okay, pups,

corral these veggies

and, get them headed into town.

Let's get rollin'.

Yee haw!

Gotta move out this herd.

Or, is it move out this salad?

[laughing]

Yippee, yi, yay!

But, Ryder, how are we going

to get them to stop rolling?

That's part two of my plan.

Tomatoes are round and, rolly,

but, not when you turn

them into sauce.

Huh?

Chase, we'll need your net

to strain these tomatoes into

tomato sauce.

Meet us at Mr. Porter's

cafe.

You got it, Ryder, sir.

Zuma, Rubble, Marshall,

keep the tomatoes rolling

towards Mr. Porter's.

Rocky, I'm gonna need your

forklift.

Let's go.

Okay, Chase,

you're on!

[barking]

Net!

Perfect!

Okay, Rocky, use your forklift

to put the big vat

behind the net.

I'll make a ramp to get the

tomatoes up into it.

You got it, Ryder.

There.

That oughta do it.

Tumbling tomatoes!

Here they come!

[splatting]

[cheering]

We did it!

Great job, pups!

[cheering]

Oh, thank you, Ryder.

You saved the day again

in two ways.

Two ways?

Of course!

You stopped the rampaging

tomatoes and...

Mmm!

Add a little basil and, oregano

and, you made the perfect

pizza sauce.

Whenever there's a problem,

just yelp for help.

-Hey!

-Rocky!

Mmm, yum!

And, Marshall

I've got one more

job for you and, your cannon.

Okay, but, after chasing

those tomatoes,

I'm feeling a little strained.

Get it?

Tomatoes?

Strained?

[laughing]

Oh, yeah, this is going to be

a record breaking pizza

for sure, Mr. P.

I couldn't have done it without

Farmer Yumi's wonderful

giant veggies.

[chuckling]

My pleasure.

And, the Paw Patrol.

Just a smidge more sauce,

Marshall.

Coming up, Mr. Porter!

[barking]

Sauce!

You're all such good pups.

[slurping]

And, that's such good sauce.

Yum!

[laughing]

[owl hooting]

[Skye]

It's so cool!

Let me see!

Let me see!

Huh?

All I see is a big white thing

with little dents in it.

Oh, that's the moon!

Cool!

My turn!

Skye, look!

Look over there!

Whoa, what's that?

Maybe it's a comet.

No, it's too fast.

Maybe it's a satellite.

Or, it's--

Whoa!

Ooh, a bunch of shooting stars.

I see it!

It's a spaceship!

Maybe it's our old

space alien pal.

Hey there, space friend!

[howling]

Um--

[laughing]

I don't think they can see you,

Marshall.

Hey, something fell out

of the spaceship.

It fell somewhere near

the beach!

Come on, let's go

look for it.

Actually, Marshall,

in space, things are a lot

farther away than they look.

[sighs]

[howling and barking]

It's gotta be here

somewhere.

Maybe it's under there.

Ow!

[crab chattering]

Sorry, Mr. Crab.

Marshall, it's getting

really late.

We need to get back to

the Lookout.

Look, there it is!

[squeaking]

It's alive!

I think it's a toy.

Aww, it's so cute.

[Ryder]

Marshall, Skye, where are you?

It's bedtime.

[Skye]

Sorry, Ryder. On our way.

[Marshall]

Uh-huh. We're comin'.

Uh, maybe I should

take it with me.

You know, for safe keeping.

Right, little buddy?

[laughing]

[yawning]

[buzzing]

So, you like your new beach

chair, Mr. Squeak and, Beam?

[squeaking]

That means, "Sure do.

Thanks, Marshall."

[laughing]

Fine day for fishing with

friends on the Flounder,

eh, Ryder?

Ryder, check out this cool

snuggle buddy.

[squeaking]

Marshall and I saw it fall

from a spaceship last night.

Fascinating!

I saw something similar in my

book on space stuff.

It remarkably resembles a relic

from the Rombazoid Galaxy.

I just call it

Mr. Squeak and, Beam.

I bet whoever lost it really

misses it.

But, how can we get it

back to its owner

when space is so, far,

far, far away?

I'll start by

putting my Pup Pad

in super long distance mode.

[crying]

[babbling]

Actually, I speak a sprinkling

of Space Speech.

The little fella's forlorn

because he dropped

his favourite toy.

[whimpering]

[space speech]

His mom just said

she'll make a few more orbits

around Earth to look

for it,

but, then they'll have

to head for home.

[space speech]

[gasping]

Four hundred thousand

light-years away.

That's a long trip.

How will our

space friend get

to sleep without his toy?

We gotta get Mr. Squeak

and Beam back to him.

I'll tell them we

have it.

[clears throat]

Bleep, bleep, bleep, bleep,

bleep!

Uh-oh.

They're too far away

to get our message.

Don't worry.

We'll reach them.

No job is too big,

no pup is too small.

Paw Patrol,

to the Lookout!

[Paw Patrol]

Ryder needs us!

Whoa!

Almost there,

Mr. Squeak and, Beam!

[squeaking]

Sorry, Mr. Squeak and, Beam.

Gravity takes some getting

used to.

[laughing]

[soft rock music playing]

Paw Patrol, ready for action,

Ryder, sir.

Pups, we've gotta tell

the space aliens that we have

their lost toy, but, we can't

make radio contact with them.

Hey, that alien looks a lot

like Farmer Al.

Um, it is me, Rubble.

[laughing]

Farmer Al, is it okay if we

make a humungous picture

in your pasture,

one that's big enough

to be seen from space?

We need to let the space alien

know I found his toy.

Sure.

I'd love to be part of an

intergalactic toy rescue.

Gosh, if we're gonna use

a whole pasture for a drawing,

we're going to need a lot

of crayons.

No crayons needed.

Zuma, we'll need you and your

hovercraft to make

a big picture in the field by

flattening the grass.

Up close, it doesn't

look like much,

but, from space, the picture

is crystal clear.

Let's drive in.

Skye, you'll hover over

the field and, guide Zuma

as he makes his super big

art project.

[barking]

Let's take to the sky.

But how will I give

the toy back?

Once the aliens see our big

picture, you'll set the toy

in the middle of it so

they can come get it.

I'm fired up.

And, so,

is Mr. Squeak and, Beam.

All right, Paw Patrol

is on a roll!

[howling and barking]

♪ Paw Patrol ♪

Woo, yeah!

♪ Go go go go ♪

♪ Paw Patrol ♪

Wee!

♪ Go go go go ♪

Yeah!

[laughing]

♪ Zuma ♪

♪ Go go go go go go ♪

♪ Go go go go go go ♪

♪ Paw Patrol ♪

♪ Go go go go ♪

♪ Skye ♪

♪ Go go go go go go ♪

♪ Go go go go go ♪

♪ Paw Patrol Paw Patrol ♪

[tires screeching]

[sirens wailing]

[sirens wailing]

[helicopter humming]

[helicopter humming]

Right this way,

space cadet pups!

[engine revs]

Make the picture right here,

Zuma.

I'm on it.

On the grass, that is.

[Skye]

Okay Zuma, keep curving around.

A little to the left.

Looking good.

Perfect.

Now, add the eyeballs.

Three eyeballs coming up.

[Skye]

Good, that's one.

Two... three...

four?

[bleating]

Scram, little lamb!

Please!

[Skye]

Great!

Okay, Zuma, just add

the antennae

and then it's perfect.

No sign of 'em

so far.

Hurry Zuma, we gotta finish

before the aliens

give up looking

and go home.

One slightly bent antenna,

done!

Great job, Zuma!

And just in time!

The space aliens

are flying by again.

Okay, Marshall,

put the toy in the middle

of the giant picture!

[barking]

[space speech]

Looks like the aliens see

our picture.

Our plan is working!

Marshall!

Leave the toy

and come back here!

I'm gonna miss you too,

Mr. Squeak and Beam.

[Ryder]

Marshall, come on!

Uh-oh!

Uh, help?

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Oh, no, we gotta get Marshall

out of that bubble

before the aliens take him

back to their planet!

Robo-Dog, bring the Air

Patroller to Farmer Al's

as fast as you can.

[barking]

[helicopter humming]

Chase, hurry to Farmer Al's.

We need your safety net.

Chase is on the case.

Skye, I need you to fly up

to the Air Patroller

and, get your

Supersonic Wings.

I'm on it.

[barking]

Wings!

Wow! Nice, Skye.

Now get into your flight suit

and, pop that bubble.

♪ Paw Patrol ♪

♪ Go go go go go go go ♪

♪ Skye ♪

♪ Go go go go go go go ♪

Whoa!

Don't worry,

Mr. Squeak and, Beam.

It'll be okay.

I'm here.

What's up?

Marshall is.

[gulping nervously]

I'll catch him.

Get ready, Marshall.

[Marshall]

Whoa!

Whoa!

[squeaking]

Hang on, Marshall!

To what?!

He's over there!

No, over there!

Wait, over there!

I've got him!

I've got him!

[barking]

Net!

Oof!

Phew!

[sighing]

Way to go!

You did it!

-Great catch, Chase.

-Whoo-hoo!

Marshall,

that was awesome!

Great job!

I know it was hard to give up

the toy, Marshall,

but I'm sure you made a little

space alien really happy.

[space speech]

[space speech]

Oh!

[phone ringing]

Cap'n Turbot,

can you translate

the alien's message?

I'm pretty sure "Beep, beep!"

means thank you.

[howling]

That means

you're welcome!

[laughing]

Whenever you have a problem,

just "Beep, beep, beep"

for help!