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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 their 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 ♪

♪ Woah-oh-oh, PAW Patrol ♪

♪ Woah-oh-oh-oh, PAW Patrol ♪

Okay, Mayor. Time for some beach volleyball, pup style.

(Grunting)

Way to keep your nose on the ball, Skye.

Over the net it goes.

Oh, I've got it.

(Clucking)

Oh, right after I get my chicky-poo away from the water.

(Panting)

(All gasping)

(Grunting)

(Panting, grunting)

Amazing. Wow!

What a move!

(Laughing) Thank you, pups,

but all that running left me a tad tuckered.

Oh, I don't know what I'd do

if I lost you.

(Snoring)

Oh, I hear penguins make the best tulip tarts,

and there are cornbread muffins for Chickaletta.

Why, thank you.

Mm. Oh, this cruise is fabulous.

I can't remember the last time I felt so relaxed.

(Wind blowing)

(Gasping)

Ahoy there, Mayor. You'd best boogie below

before that wind whips up some wayward waves.

(Clucking)

Oh, my goodness. It sounds scary out there.

Oh, I wish I was as brave as you, Chickaletta.

(Gasping)

(Clucking)

Woah!

Oh, dear. What happened?

The storm has ceased, but we've been badly beached.

We're safe for now, but that hole in the hull will

cause quite a calamity if we continue our cruise.

Can you fix it?

Hm, a piece of pine should patch this problem.

Let's proceed.

I don't know about you, Chickaletta,

but this island is giving me a strange feeling.

(Clucking)

Look! Chicken tracks!

And those large nests over there, and those!

Well, I'll be a fish fillet.

My great grampy Greybeard told me about this legendary locale.

It's called Cluck-Cluck Island.

Legendary? What's so legendary about it?

(Clucking)

ALL: All hail Queen Cluck-Cluck.

It's full of chatting chickens.

Oh, how marvelous.

(Gasping) Oh, there are so many questions

I'd love to ask them.

Like, which came first, the chicken or the egg?

Better query quickly.

Those fascinating fowl are fleeing.

Oh! They're taking Chickaletta with them.

Hey! Come back here!

Where are they taking my chickely-pickley-poo?

♪

There! They've thrust her upon the throne.

Oh, my.

I always knew Chickaletta was something special,

though I never imagined she was royalty.

I've never been so proud. Chicky-wicky!

Momma needs to give you a hug!

ALL: All hail Queen Cluck-Cluck.

Oh, yes. I know. I adore her, too.

ALL: All hail Queen Cluck-Cluck.

That's nice, but Queen Cluck-Cluck gets

home sick if we're separated for more than a few minutes.

ALL: All hail Queen Cluck-Cluck.

Can't you say anything else?

ALL: All hail Queen Cluck-Cluck.

Her name is Chickaletta.

Sorry, Mayor, but that sky looks seriously sinister.

We need to fix the Flounder fast so we can set sail.

Attend to your boat, Cap'n Turbot,

but I will not leave my precious purse pet here among these birds

with their questionable intentions

and limited vocabularies.

I need to call the PAW Patrol.

Mine! (Grunting)

I got it!

Well, I had it. Hey, volleyball, where did you go?

(All laughing)

(Phone ringing)

Hi, Mayor Goodway. How's your cruise going?

Oh, Ryder. It's a cluck-tastrophe.

The Flounder was damaged in a storm,

and now Chickaletta's trapped on a giant throne.

(Clucking)

Don't worry, Mayor Goodway. No chicken is too trapped,

no pup is too small.

Robo-Dog, bring the Air Patroller.

(Barking)

(Beeping) PAW Patrol, to the Air Patroller.

ALL: Ryder needs us!

Whoa!

(All barking)

Marshall, watch out!

Whoa! Whoa!

There you are. Volley nice to see you.

(All laughing)

PAW Patrol, ready for action, Ryder sir.

Thanks for hurrying, pups.

The Flounder is stranded on Cluck-Cluck Island,

and the chickens who live there have trapped Chickaletta

on top of that throne.

ALL: All hail Queen Cluck-Cluck.

Poor Chickaletta.

We have to get her down from there.

We will! So, for this mission I'll need Rocky.

I'll need you to use your tools to fix the Flounder.

(Barking) Green means go!

And Chase, I need you to use your launcher to distract

the chickens away from Chickaletta.

Chase is on the case.

And Skye, once the chickens are distracted,

you'll use your copter to airlift Chickaletta to safety.

This puppy's gotta fly!

Alright, PAW Patrol is on a roll.

(Whirring)

There's Cap'n Turbot with the Flounder.

(Barking)

(Gasping) I see Mayor Goodway and Chickaletta.

Rocky, Chase. Let's go, go, go.

(Both barking)

♪ PAW Patrol go, go, go, go ♪

♪ Go, go, go, go, Rocky! ♪

♪ Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go ♪

♪ PAW Patrol, go, go, go, go ♪

♪ Go, go, go, go ♪

♪ Go, go, go, go ♪ (Barking)

♪ Go, go, go, go ♪

♪ Chase! Go, go, go, go ♪

♪ Go, go, go, go, go ♪

♪ Go, go, go ♪

Hit it, Robo-Dog!

(Barking)

♪ Go, go, go, go, go ♪

Jets!

♪ Go, go, go, go, go ♪

♪ PAW Patrol is on a roll ♪

There they are!

Ryder, thank goodness you're here.

These chickens love my purse pet so much

they won't let her leave.

ALL: All hail Queen Cluck-Cluck.

Talking chickens? That's strange.

We better distract them with something.

Well, chickens do like corn.

(Barking) Launcher!

That should do it. (Barking)

Cobs away!

ALL: All hail-- (Clucking)

Stand by, Skye.

It looks like our plan is working.

Oh, no! Incoming! Take cover!

Popcorn? That's really strange.

But delicious.

Come on, the coast is clear.

Hold on, Chase! Look!

ALL: All hail Queen Cluck-Cluck.

All hail Queen Cluck-Cluck. (Screaming)

Those chickens sure know how to ruin a relaxing cruise.

(Grunting)

She won't be able to keep that up for long.

Mayor Goodway, can you jump off the edge?

Too high!

I'll just keep running until my legs give out,

which could be any time now.

We'll help you. Skye, new plan.

Use your harness to grab Mayor Goodway off that egg.

Roger, Ryder.

(Barking) Harness!

(Whirring)

Oh!

Jump into the harness.

Okay! For some reason I feel like I've done this before.

(Shouting)

Aw, what a sweet little chicken.

(Speaking in a deep voice) All hail Queen Cluck-Cluck.

Or maybe not.

Great grab, Skye.

Now we need to scoop Chickaletta off that throne.

But those chickens won't take their eyes off her

for one second.

I think I know a way.

Robo-Dog, I need you to make a special pick-up.

(Barking)

One more nail should do it. Thanks.

Rapidly, Rocky. Those creepy clouds are blowing beachward.

ALL: All hail Queen Cluck-Cluck. All hail Queen Cluck-Cluck.

The storm is coming back, Ryder. We need to hurry.

Wait for it. Wait for it.

ALL: All hail Queen--

Let's light it up, pups.

(Barking) Flashlight!

Skye, now!

I got you!

(Clucking)

ALL: All hail Queen Cluck-Cluck. All hail Queen Cluck-Cluck.

Everybody, to the Flounder.

ALL: All hail Queen Cluck-Cluck. All hail Queen Cluck-Cluck.

Start the engines, Cap'n Turbot.

Those fowl are furious!

Good thing the Flounder's fixed!

Full steam ahead!

ALL: All hail Queen Cluck-Cluck.

Oh, PAW Patrol, how can I thank you for that daring rescue?

Hm, cornbread muffin?

(Clucking)

(All laughing)

No problem, Mayor.

Whenever you have to rescue Queen Cluck-Cluck,

just yelp for a golden statue.

I just hope gold Chickaletta is in a good home.

ALL: All hail Queen Clank-Clank.

Mayor Goodway, would you like some breakfast?

Mr. Porter's making your favorite. Eggs.

Eggs? No thanks.

♪

Woo-hoo! Skater pups rock.

Watch me do an ollie.

Sweet move!

Nailed it, Rubble!

Sweet move! Cool!

Dude, I've got to give that trick a try.

(Grunting)

Aw, Zuma. I know how you feel.

A little embarrassed?

Yup, but ready to try again?

I bet you'll be ollieing in no time.

Well, I'll never get it unless I give it another chance.

And so, my good viewers, I, Travelling Travis,

continue my search for a desert island upon which to land,

and enjoy a light lunch. Let's see what's on my map.

I think we're just about, uh, here, or possible there.

Oh, oh! Maybe-- (Gasping)

There! Now, which end do I look through? Hm.

Whoa, that's an island!

Time for a closer look.

(Grunting)

Land ho!

Woah-woah-woah!

♪

(Barking)

Sorry, Wally. This musical mariner is a mite

melody-challenged, but we're far enough from folks who might

be annoyed by my atonal accordioning.

(Laughing)

Huh? The weather report didn't call for clouds.

Just a wild wind storm on its way later today.

TRAVELLING TRAVIS: I claim this island in the name of--

Uh, might want to back your balloon off my boat, buddy.

Oops. Could have sworn it was an island.

(Gasping)

Sorry, Cap'n.

This sudden gust is taking us on a ride.

We seasoned sailors call these wild winds a williwaw.

Time to telephone the PAW Patrol.

I know I'll nail it this time.

Huh? (Grunting)

Or not.

(Phone ringing) Hey, Cap'n Turbot. What's up?

The Flounder, and a flummoxed fellow, me,

are floating in the sky.

Travelling Travis' big balloon has us both airborne.

Again, very sorry.

The wind seems to be carrying us over some sort of

enormous sandbox, which is nowhere on my map.

That's no sandbox, silly!

(Crashing)

(Hissing)

This is definitely desert.

Don't worry. The pups and I are on our way.

No boat or balloon is too beached,

no pup is too small.

(Beeping)

PAW Patrol, to the Lookout.

ALL: Ryder needs us!

Whoopsie! Whoa! Whoa!

(All barking)

Marshall, look out!

Whoa!

And that's how you do an upside down reverse Marshall.

(All laughing)

♪

(Dinging)

PAW Patrol, ready for action, Ryder, sir.

Thanks, pups. This mission might sound a little strange,

but we have to rescue a boat from the desert.

ALL: Huh?

How did that happen?

Somehow, Travelling Travis' balloon snagged the Flounder,

and a big wind carried them all the way to the desert.

(Screaming)

So, we have to get Cap'n Turbot's boat

back from the water?

Yup, and get Travelling Travis' hot air balloon back in the air.

So, for this mission I'll need Rocky.

I'll need you to use your tools to build a trailer big enough

to set the Flounder on.

Green means go!

And Rubble. I'll need you to use your construction rig

to push the heavy boat up onto the trailer.

Rubble on the double.

But how are we going to tow the Flounder all the way

back to the bay?

We'll rig Travis' deflated balloon onto the Flounder

and use it like a sail.

That's why I'll also need Zuma.

You'll use your big fan on the back of your hovercraft o

give our land sailboat a windy push to get it rolling.

Let's dive in.

Alright, PAW Patrol is on a roll.

(All barking)

♪ PAW Patrol, go, go, go, go, go, go, go ♪

♪ PAW Patrol, go, go, go, go, go, go ♪

♪ Go, go ♪

♪

♪ Rocky! Go, go, go, go ♪

♪ Go, go, go, go, go, go, go ♪

♪ PAW Patrol go, go, go, go ♪

♪ Go, go, go ♪

♪ Rubble! Go, go, go, go ♪

♪ Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go ♪

♪ PAW Patrol, PAW Patrol ♪

♪

♪

(Clapping) Excellent version of "Sailor's Hornpipe."

(Laughing) I'm gushing with gratitude,

though the tune I was attempting was "Twinkle, Twinkle."

"Little Star!" Now that you mention it,

I did hear some of those notes. Bravo.

Once again, Ryder and the PAW Patrol

have raced to this adventurer's rescue.

We welcome your help, but one wonder how you'll

ever free these landlocked vessels.

We're going to sail you back to the Bay.

Rocky, get started building that trailer.

On it.

(Barking)

Now we need to turn Travis' deflated balloon into a sail.

Rubble, Zuma, let's go.

Yeah! (Barking)

This calls for a tiny travelling tune.

(Whirring)

One boat trailer ready to roll.

And the Flounder's got a spiffy new sail.

Great job, everyone.

But how will my big boat get on that wheely-dealy?

Rubble, rev your engine and start pulling.

I've got my rig on full throttle.

Yay! Yeah!

Looks like the Desert Flounder is ready for its maiden voyage.

Oh, this is worrisome. We've got no wind.

So, how will we be whisked away?

That's where Zuma's hovercraft comes in.

Zuma, aim your big fans at the Flounder.

Uh-oh. My hovercraft isn't high enough

for the air to reach the sail.

No problem. Rubble, use your crane to

give Zuma's ride a lift.

Going up, pup.

Whoa. It really is an airboat now.

Now try it, Zuma.

(Blowing)

(All cheering)

It's working! Travis, Cap'n Turbot.

Hang on. We're going to set sail.

The Desert Flounder is bound for town.

Actually, I think Adventure Bay's the other way.

(Chuckling)

Course correction crew.

Alright, PAW Patrol, really is on a roll.

Whoops! That wayward wind is blowing a blustery breeze.

Come on, pups, we have to keep up with the Flounder.

Looks like some sharp rocks way up ahead.

Wait, you're using it the wrong way,

and one jostle from those jagged rocks

and we'll be ground bound for good.

ROCKY: We've got to do something before the Flounder

hits a rock and crashes.

Rubble, get ahead of them and use your rig to clear a path.

Here I go!

Way to rock, Rubble.

Whoa, we're really moving now, Cap'n.

Unfortunately, right toward a canyon!

(Both screaming)

First mate Travis,

I fear our flying Flounder is going to fall.

Zuma, use your hovercraft to get on that trailer

and use it like a big skateboard.

Yeah, it's like doing an ollie. A really big one.

I'll try, but I haven't nailed that trick yet.

BOTH: Whoa!

You will this time.

Dudes, I did it! Woo-hoo!

Great job, Zuma. Now, ride that trailer up

the canyon wall like a super skateboard.

Alright, time to grab some big air.

Woo-hoo!

You did it, Zuma. Sweet!

One more trick, Zuma.

Get the trailer under the Flounder,

then get out of the way as fast as you can.

Got it!

CAP'N TURBOT: Whoa!

Gotta go!

BOTH: We're okay! Yay!

Great job, everyone.

Next stop, Adventure Bay.

♪

(Barking)

Looks like you're back in business, Cap'n Turbot.

Thanks, and I'm tickled to be back in the Bay.

Oh, that bumpy land ride made this seasoned sailor

a bit sand-sick.

Now, how am I going to get my balloon back in the air?

It's no problem for Zuma's big fans.

Time to fill her up with hot air.

TRAVELLING TRAVIS: Looks like we're just about ready to...

Lift off!

Thanks for the desert rescue, PAW Patrol.

You're welcome!

Whenever your trip takes a wrong turn,

just yelp for help.

(Squawking)

Whoa, what's this? A new planet?

Full speed ahead!

♪