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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'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-oh, PAW Patrol ♪

Did you hide the treasure yet, Alex?

Uh-huh. And I hid it so well that you're never, ever,

ever gonna--

Found it.

We pups have super good sniffers

that are especially good at finding treats.

I've got to hide this somewhere where Rubble can't smell it.

MR. PORTER: Careful, everyone.

These peach tarts

are fresh out of the oven and hot.

Hot?

(Sniffing) And smelly.

Mr. Porter, I could use some help.

It's my mother's birthday,

and I need to get her a gift.

Well, everyone seems to like my peach tarts.

Maybe you could give her one of these.

Oh, I give up.

All I can smell is... (Sniffing)...peach.

So? Do I win?

You win.

I got to get back to the Lookout.

Great game, Alex.

You, too, Rubble. Bye.

Good morning, Mr. Porter.

This dear woman is looking for--

(Gasping) Hummy-Mummy?

Hummy-Gummy? Ooh!

Give your Hummy-Mummy a huggy-wuggy.

(Thudding)

I told you not to call me that

in front of my friends.

It's a baby name.

Oh, pshaw. It fits you perfectly.

You're round and sticky like a gummy candy.

And so sweet and squishy.

Uh-oh. Hold still. You've got something on your face.

Stop it, Mummy.

You're wiping away my mustache.

(Clearing throat)

I'd like you all to meet my mother,

Helga Humdinger.

Hi.

How are you, Helga?

I wish there was time to give you

a proper tour of our town, Helga,

but I'm on my way to find

the rare chicken tulip.

It only blooms once a year.

Look at its stunning red and white petals.

Just like the feathers and comb

on my favorite first pet.

(Clucking)

Really? I adore tulips.

You do?

I mean, of course you do. (Chuckling nervously)

Which is why, to celebrate your birthday,

we're joining the expedition.

Oh, now, Hummy-Gummy, we mustn't intrude.

MAYOR GOODWAY: Nonsense.

A fellow flower fanatic is always welcome.

(Snickering)

Hey, pups. Want to play a treasure hunt game

that Alex taught me?

Yeah. Cool.

That's paw-some!

Okay. Here's how it works.

I hid a toy bone in the yard somewhere.

So, the first pup to sniff it and find it

is the winner.

Ready, set, go!

(Sniffing)

Found it.

Found it. Found it.

Found it.

(Giggling)

We just figured out how to find

all our old toy bones.

(Everyone giggling)

The chicken tulip grows near water,

so I thought we should check Beaver Pond,

which is just up ahead.

Hmm.

If Hummy-Mummy discovers that chicken tulip all by herself,

she won't have to share the glory

with that meddling Mayor Goodway.

Then, this will be her greatest birthday ever,

and I'll be the greatest son in history!

(Cackling)

Hmm. That's strange.

The sign points away from the path.

But maybe that's what makes

the chicken tulip so hard to find.

I'm right behind you, buddy-wuddy.

Hummy-Mummy, wait.

Not now, Hummy-Gummy.

My new friend and I have a tulip to discover.

Uh, but it's getting so late.

And you need to put lotion on my bug bites.

And what if you run out of water?

Hummy-Gummy, I know what you're doing.

(Gasping) You do? Of course.

You've always been afraid of the woods,

ever since you got scared by that baby chipmunk.

(Gasping) I remember.

No creature that small should have teeth that big.

You just stay right here,

and I'll be back before you know it.

(Shouting) No! Wait. Gah!

There you are. I think we're getting close.

But watch your step. The ground is a bit--

(Both shouting)

(Screaming, thudding)

Oh.

(Clucking)

Sweet Chickaletta, always checking on her mommy.

I'm okay. Helga, how are you doing?

A little dirty-wirty, but no achy-breakies.

MAYOR GOODWAY: It looks like we're stuck.

Don't you worry. I know just who to call for help:

the PAW Patrol.

Well, pups, that's a real bone-nanza.

(Giggling) (Phone ringing)

Hi, Mayor Goodway. Everything okay?

It was, until my lovely new friend Helga Humdinger and I

got stuck at the bottom of this steep and slippery ravine.

We're on our way, mayor.

No ravine is too steep. No pup is too small.

PAW Patrol, to the Lookout.

PUPS: Ryder needs us.

Whoa.

(Gasping) Watch out!

Duck!

Whoa!

Now, that's what I call a bone voyage.

(Everyone laughing)

(Elevator bell dinging)

PAW Patrol ready for action, Ryder, sir.

Thanks for hurrying, pups.

We have to help Mayor Goodway

and her friend Helga Humdinger

get out of a deep ravine.

Help!

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

I need you to use your winch to pull them out.

Chase is on the case.

The side of the ravine is very loose,

and it'll be tough to get good traction.

So, I'll also need Rubble.

I need you to use your rig

to anchor Chase and his 4x4.

Rubble on the double.

All right. PAW Patrol is on a roll.

(Barking)

♪ PAW Patrol ♪

♪ Go, go, go, go, go, go, go ♪ (Barking)

♪ PAW Patrol ♪

♪ Go, go, go, go, go, go, go ♪ (Barking)

♪ Chase ♪

♪ Go, go, go, go, go, go, go ♪

♪ Go, go, go ♪

♪ Go, go, go, go, PAW Patrol ♪

(Siren wailing)

♪ Go, go, go, go ♪

♪ Rubble ♪ Yeah!

♪ Go, go, go, go, go, go, go ♪

♪ Go, go, go, go, go, go, go ♪

♪ PAW Patrol, PAW Patrol ♪

(Engines revving)

(Siren wailing)

RYDER: Hello, Mayor Goodway and Ms. Humdinger. Are you okay?

Oh, much better that you're here.

Do you see my Hummy-Gummy up there?

(Crickets chirping)

She means Mayor Humdinger.

(Giggling)

Uh, no. He's not around here.

Now, if I were a chicken tulip,

where would I grow?

(Gasping)

The chicken tulip? Could it be?

I found Hummy-Mummy's perfect birthday gift.

Oh, Hummy-Gummy, you're a genius.

Okay, Ryder.

My cable should reach them from here.

This ledge sure is slippery, though.

Rubble, let's secure Chase's 4x4

so it doesn't slide down the hill.

My crane will do the trick.

Thanks, Rubble. (Barking) Winch.

Ooh! Nice aim, Chase.

(Barking) Winch, retract.

Nice and easy. Just hold on tight.

(Grunting)

Ooh! Thank you all so much.

You're very welcome.

Now, let's go find Mayor Humdinger.

Oh. I got to reach that flower.

Those bushes look too prickly.

Good thing I'm an excellent climber.

(Grunting)

They need to make flatter boulders.

(Grunting)

Yes. Woo-hoo! I did it.

Whoa. Don't roll. Don't roll.

(Crying)

I want my Hummy-Mummy.

I'm right here, Hummy-Gummy.

Oh, goody-woody.

(Chuckling)

Uh, I mean, look, mother.

I found the chicken tulip.

MAYOR GOODWAY & HELGA: Whoa! (Clucking)

(Shouting) It's going to roll!

Skye, we need an airlift out by Beaver Pond, quick.

On it. This puppy has got to fly.

Ryder, I've got a visual.

RYDER: Terrific, Skye.

Now, lift Mayor Humdinger off that boulder.

Roger, Ryder.

(Barking) Harness.

If I let go, I might fall.

Time for Hummy-Gummy to be a brave boy.

(Harness clicking, Mayor Humdinger shouting)

Chipmunk! Aah!

(Shouting)

(Chittering)

Oh, no. The chicken tulip!

I've got it.

(Tires squealing)

RYDER: Great job, Rubble.

Argh.

HELGA: Oh, my.

It's just like when baby Hummy-Gummy

spilled his sippy-dippy cup

while he was in his jumpy-wumpy.

Oh! He was one howling Hummy.

(Giggling) (Groaning)

HELGA: Bravo.

Now everyone can enjoy the beauty of the chicken tulip.

(Clucking)

Thanks to a daring rescue

from the PAW Patrol.

You're welcome, Mayor Goodway.

Whenever you have tulip trouble, just yelp for help.

And thanks to you, Mayor Goodway,

for the best birthday gift ever:

a fun little adventure

and your friendship.

Uh, but I have a gift, too.

It's a peach tart.

Slightly smushed,

but still yummy in the tummy.

Oh, Hummy-Gummy, how sweet.

Just like you.

But what's this?

So, that's where Alex hid the pup treat.

No wonder I couldn't smell it.

(All laughing) ♪ P-P-P-PAW-PAW-PAW Patrol ♪

(Engine humming)

Whoa! Look at all this cool junk.

That's why we're here, Alex.

To find something amazing for my next big stunt.

(Pail clattering)

How about these tires, Daring Danny X?

You could make a ginormous rubber ball

and roll down a hill.

Been there. Rolled that.

What if you built a giant pogo stick

and bounced around town?

I'm all pogoed out.

I need something big. Something extreme.

Something with bite. Whoa!

Whoa-ho-ho! A mechanical shark.

I think I've seen that before.

Oh, yeah. Wasn't it one of Mayor Humdinger's old contraptions?

Hey-hey. Are you thinking what I'm thinking?

We can soup it up with wheels and booster rockets

and jump it over Adventure Bay's bridge.

Ha-ha! Yes.

I've got it. I've got it.

(Grunting)

Uh-oh. Let's dive in.

Thanks for saving our sandman.

It looks okay,

but it still feels like it's missing something.

Here, fishy-fishy.

Have some yummy bait for lunch.

That way, you don't become anybody else's lunch.

(Meowing)

MAYOR HUMDINGER: Now, now. Relax, kitties.

(Sitar music playing) Don't let anything bother you.

Just get in touch with your inner peace.

Over to you. Over to you. Mine. Spike.

Hey!

Oops. Sorry, Mayor Humdinger.

Humph. Ahh.

(Engine chugging)

DARING DANNY X: Ha-ha.

This is going to be awesome.

I can't wait to jump that bridge.

Daring Danny X to Little A.

Are you ready to record my extreme stunt?

Little A is in position.

(Levers clicking)

Hmm. That bridge looks pretty high.

I think I need a little more juice.

(Clicking)

Okay. Let's get extreme!

(Rockets firing)

Whoa. Not good. Not good!

(Shouting)

Definitely not good.

Whoa. Cars! Stop.

Whoa. (Horn honking)

(Seagulls crying)

(Brakes squealing)

On your right is my--

Er, Adventure Bay's amazing tulip garden.

And on your left is our famous...

...land shark?

I got to stop this thing.

But how?

Aw. I just made it worse. Look out! Get out of the way.

Farmer Al, please enjoy this amuse-bouche

on the house.

Oh. "Amuse-bouche" is just a fancy word for an appetizer

you can eat in one bite.

(Clanking)

Oh! We'll, I'll be.

Hey, Mr. Porter. What's up?

Where am I?

Where else? Inside this out-of-control

extreme stunt shark.

Thanks for the snack.

Trying to drive this thing really gives me an appetite.

SHARK: Mm-mmm.

Oh, my. Mr. Porter is in trouble.

Call the PAW Patrol.

AUTOMATED VOICE: Calling the PAW Patrol.

(Clucking)

(Phone ringing)

Ryder, we have a problem.

Mr. Porter was swallowed by a shark.

Oh, no. Where in the bay did it happen?

We'll head over there now.

It didn't happen in the bay.

It was right in front of his café.

What?

It's not a real shark.

It's a mechanical one with big, snappy jaws.

And it's heading out of town.

Don't worry, Mayor Goodway.

No mechanical shark is too snappy.

No pup is too small.

PAW Patrol, to the Lookout.

PUPS: Ryder needs us.

Whoa. Ugh.

Whoa!

Marshall, be careful. Look out.

Whoa!

I guess I took the bait... with me.

(Everyone laughing)

(Elevator bell dinging)

PAW Patrol ready for action, Ryder, sir.

Thanks for hurrying, pups.

A mechanical shark swallowed up Mr. Porter.

(Shouting)

And now, it's out of control.

(Gasping)

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

I'll need you to use your net to stop the runaway shark.

Chase is on the case.

And Rocky.

I'll need you to use your tools

to turn it off.

Green means go.

All right. PAW Patrol is on a roll.

(Barking)

♪ PAW Patrol ♪

♪ Go, go, go, go, go, go, go ♪ (Barking)

♪ PAW Patrol ♪

♪ Go, go, go, go, go, go, go ♪ (Barking)

♪ Chase ♪

♪ Go, go, go, go, go, go, go ♪

♪ Go, go, go ♪

♪ Go, go, go, go, PAW Patrol ♪

(Siren wailing)

♪ Go, go, go, go ♪

♪ Rocky ♪

♪ Go, go, go, go, go, go, go ♪

♪ Go, go, go, go, go, go, go ♪

♪ PAW Patrol, PAW Patrol ♪

(Engines revving)

(Siren wailing)

(Shutters clicking)

At least I'm giving these good folks

a tour they'll never forget.

(Clucking)

Oh, no. It's a beaver. Look out!

(Chittering)

Welcome aboard.

Little Chompy, meet Big Chompy.

(Siren wailing)

(Barking) Extender.

(Knocking on side)

Mr. Porter, are you okay in there?

MR. PORTER: I'm fine.

But it's kind of cramped with Daring Danny in here, too.

That's Daring Danny X, and a baby beaver.

ROCKY: Wow. Sounds crowded.

But don't worry. We'll get you all out.

Chase, that looks like a good spot.

(Siren wailing)

Perfect. (Barking) Net.

Uh-oh. Everybody look out.

(Tires squealing)

Huh-huh?

Now I've seen everything.

Here. These will taste way better than me.

(Shouting)

Mmm. You're right.

You do build up an appetite in here.

Oh, no. Ms. Marjorie.

(Techno music playing in headphones)

Ms. Marjorie is going to slip on that banana peel.

We can't get to her in time.

We can't, but they can.

(Barking) Megaphone.

Daring Danny X,

gobble up Ms. Marjorie.

What?

Do it. She'll wipe out if we don't help her.

Apple?

(Brakes squealing)

Take a deep, cleansing breath

as we take downward kitty pose.

Me-ow.

(Meowing)

(Mouth clanking)

Aah! Shark!

"Try yoga on the beach," they say.

"Nothing's more relaxing," they say. Huh. Whoa!

(Thudding)

(Siren wailing)

That's what our sand-man was missing: a top hat.

Ryder, how are we going to stop that huge metal fish?

RYDER: I've got it.

Skye, can you grab Rubble's electromagnet?

I need you to do a little fly-fishing.

Let's take to the sky.

That land shark is really moving.

(Brakes squealing)

Oh, no! It's going to into the bay.

(Everyone gasping)

He did it. Yes. Nice.

Uh-oh. We cheered too soon.

Whoa.

(Grunting)

Hey. It finally stopped.

No!

(Screaming)

Ryder, I can't stabilize my copter for a landing.

Whoa!

Oh, my goodness. We can't watch.

(Clucking) (Shutters clicking)

Rocky, we need something soft and bouncy, quick.

Soft and bouncy coming right up.

Okay. Jump down, one at a time.

Whoa-ho!

Ha-ha. (Everyone cheering)

Alex, please tell me you recorded all that.

I got everything.

Even you, Grandpa.

I'm glad you liked our extreme stunt,

even if it was a little too extreme.

Yeah. That was my bad. Sorry.

Luckily, the PAW Patrol was here to save the day.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Whenever you find yourself

inside a land shark, just yelp for help.

(All laughing)

Okay, Skye. Take it back to Junk Island.

This shark's gotta fly.

(Yelping) (Helicopter blades whirring)

Argh! Sea sharks, land sharks

and now sky sharks?

(Shouting) ♪ P-P-P-PAW-PAW-PAW Patrol ♪

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