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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 ¶

GOODWAY: Now, keep your eye on the ball.

Good try, Chickaletta, good effort.

(Clucking)

MAN: That chicken'll never be a decent soccer player.

Though she'd fit right in with your lousy Adventure Bay team.

"Lousy"? Adventure Bay could beat Foggy Bottom any day.

How about today?

Oh, and let's make the losing mayor

wear the other town's shirt. Agreed?

Agreed.

(Chuckling)

Come on, Chickaletta, boot the ball for Mommy.

(Clucking)

(Sighing)

(Chuckling)

Kit-tastrophe Crew!

¶

(Chuckling)

Goal!

Even my kitty carrier mobile is a better player. Good luck.

(Chuckling)

(Clucking)

Oh, okay then.

(Laughing)

Get ready for my special Rubble rocket kick!

(Grunting)

Oh! That's a goal.

(Whistle blowing)

Rubble's rocket kick scores again.

I'm open! Pass me the ball!

I want to try the Rubble rocket kick!

Sure. What could go wrong?

(Grunting)

Whoa!

(Phone ringing)

Ryder here.

Ryder, we're playing soccer

against Mayor Humdinger, today!

But the team seems a bit, uhh, unprepared.

Yay, I scored a touchdown!

Not to mention the goal's broken.

We'll be there soon, Mayor Goodway.

No job is too big. No pup is too small.

(Beeping)

PAW Patrol: to the Lookout!

Ryder needs us. Ryder needs us.

But-- Help.

Oops. Sorry.

Whoa!

(Crashing)

(Gasping)

Goal!

(Laughing)

¶

(Bell dinging)

PAW Patrol, ready for action, Ryder, sir.

(Beeping)

Adventure Bay is playing a soccer match today.

But the goal needs to be fixed.

And Mayor Goodway's players don't--

Touchdown!

Have a lot of experience.

So, Rubble, I need you and your crane to put the goal back up.

And we could really use that Rubble rocket kick.

Rubble on the double!

Rocky, I need you and your tools to fix the goal,

and then you in that goal to help the team.

Green means go!

And I need Chase to put the net back on the goal.

Chase is on the case!

And I'll need the rest of you pups to play too.

You have the skills that'll help our team win.

(Barking)

All right, PAW Patrol is on a roll!

(Barking)

¶ PAW Patrol ¶

(Barking)

¶ PAW Patrol ¶

¶ Go, go, go, go, go, go! ¶

¶

¶ Rubble! ¶

¶ Go, go, go, go! ¶

¶ PAW Patrol ¶

Rocky!

¶ Go, go, go, go! ¶

¶ Go, go, go, go! ¶

¶ Go, go, go, go! ¶

¶ PAW Patrol, PAW Patrol ¶

(Tires screeching)

(Sirens wailing)

¶

All right, Rubble,

use your crane to put the base of the goal upright.

Then I'll help put the top part on.

Rubble on the double.

Crane!

¶

Thanks, Rubble.

Rocky, I need you to screw them together.

Screwdriver!

¶

Great, now all we need is a net.

Net!

Great work, pups.

(Howling)

Okay, pups, go do your PAW Patrol best. And have fun.

(Barking)

(Meowing)

Game on!

(Whistle blowing)

Rubble.

On it.

Zuma!

(Panting)

GOODWAY: Goal!

(Whistle blowing)

I'm going to try Rubble's rocket kick.

(Blowing raspberry)

Whoa!

(Grunting)

Oh, no!

Bring it on! I'm ready!

(Sniffing)

Is that liver sausage pizza?

(Laughing)

Come and get it.

Oh, no! Sorry, everyone.

That's okay, Rocky. The PAW Patrol never gives up.

To the goal, let's roll!

(Cheering)

Let's see if the PAW Patrol will "Gopher" this.

(Laughing)

Yeah!

(Dinging)

Tie game! Yes!

What? Where did they come from?

(Grunting)

(Barking)

Ooh!

I got it! I-- Whoa!

(Dinging)

Goal!

I think I know who brought those gophers.

But first, we have to make sure you pups are okay.

Marshall!

I'm on it, Ryder.

X-ray screen!

Looks like swollen paws.

They're going to need to rest for a minute.

Hmm.

We're down to Rocky, Chase and Zuma.

Time to bring in the subs.

Yay, we're in! Come on, Chickaletta!

(Clucking)

(Clucking)

How do you like that kibble, kitty?

What?

Illegal contact!

(Whistle blowing)

Foggy Bottom's ball.

(Meowing)

We're feeling better.

Let us play.

Okay, you two, back in the game.

(Barking)

(Meowing)

Goal!

Oh, hairballs, tied again.

You know what to do.

(Panting)

(Barking)

(Meowing)

Oh, no!

What happened?

Now, that's not how to inflate a ball, you silly kitten.

Luckily, I have another one.

(Chuckling)

Huh?

Left, right, zigzag.

Got you! Hey!

Ouch, my paw, again!

(Meowing)

(Sparking)

Yikes! This remote shocked me!

Uh-oh.

(Meowing)

Skye, I need your wings to get up and grab that cat.

Marshall, X-ray the ball and see what makes it fly.

Okay, Marshall, buckle up.

(Gulping)

Okay, just go slow.

And don't go too fast.

(Meowing)

X-ray screen!

It's electronic.

It's a remote-control soccer ball.

Marshall, grab the kitten

and rocket kick that ball into the bay.

You got it, Ryder.

One, two, three!

(Meowing)

Whoops.

Oh, no!

(Meowing)

(Hissing)

Sit still, Kitty. I wouldn't want to lose a passenger.

Great job, pups.

(Meowing)

The game is tied. And rubble's still hurt.

Got another rocket kick, Marshall?

(Barking)

(Cheering)

You did it, Ryder!

You saved Adventure Bay's honor!

My good pups did it.

Whenever you're in trouble, just yelp for help.

(Cheering)

Let me go, you overgrown omelet!

Not so fast, Mayor Humdinger: We have a present for you.

What?

I still don't recall cutting the grass being part of the deal.

Whatever.

¶ PAW, PAW, PAW, PAW, PAW, PAW Patrol ¶

Pups: to your starting marks.

(Barking)

Marshall, don't you want to race?

Why? I never win. I have such rotten luck.

I don't think so.

But you can't change your luck if you don't even try.

You're right. I'm going to try extra super, duper hard!

Thanks, Ryder.

Wait for me!

Those pups' tails are wagging so fast,

they're going to fly around that track.

(Chuckling)

Hey, my mini pies! Come back here, you wily gull!

(Whistle blowing)

GOODWAY: And they're off!

Chase and Rocky are battling for the lead!

Rubble, Skye and Zuma vie for third!

And Marshall, well, he's such a nice pup.

Huh? I'm not coming last again.

GOODWAY: What's this? Marshall is gaining!

Ooh, isn't this thrilling?

Oh, no, look out!

Whoa!

I'm doing it! I'm-- Whoa!

(Cheering)

(Groaning)

I'm good.

Oh, you're more than good, Marshall! You're the winner!

I am?

(Cheering)

And here's your prize: a shiny, new collar.

Congratulations.

I'll stick your pup tag on it.

Amazing.

Check it out, you guys.

(Cheering)

(Squawking)

(Gasping)

Get away from my pies! Go on! Shoo!

Oops!

(Gasping)

Wow, Marshall, that was lucky.

I bet it's my new collar. It makes me lucky.

I could stand some luck right now.

Mmm.

What a delightful day for my annual owl count.

Now let's see. Which nest is next? Ah, Hootie.

(Hooting)

Hello, Hootie. How are you?

(Hooting)

Oh, you can't even wiggle that wing!

Just nuzzle in your nest for now.

(Hooting)

Poor Hootie, let's see what my bird book says.

(Wind blowing)

(Hooting)

Uh-oh, one more bad blast of breeze

and that brittle branch'll break!

I'd better call Ryder.

RYDER: Here you go.

Mr. Porter's mini pies!

(Belching)

Whoa, that was fast.

Well, they are mini.

(Laughing)

(Phone ringing)

Ryder, our feathered friend Hootie's

facing a fearsome fall!

What happened?

A nasty wind may knock down his nest.

And he sprained his wing. So, he can't fly out.

We're on our way.

No job is too big. No pup is too small.

Sorry, Rubble, no time for seconds.

Do you mean "Thirds"?

(Laughing)

PAW Patrol, to the Lookout!

Ryder needs us! Ryder needs us!

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

Whoa, oh, oh!

Ta-da!

Luckiest crash landing ever! Must be the collar.

(Laughing)

¶

(Bell dinging)

PAW Patrol, ready for action, Ryder, sir.

(Beeping)

Thanks, pups.

Cap'n Turbot says little Hootie injured his wing

and can't fly out of his nest.

And his nest is on a cracked branch over a steep cliff.

Plus, the wind may break it.

Oh, no! We got to help Hootie!

RYDER: We will.

Rocky, I need you to use your tape gun

to hold the branch together.

Green means go!

Marshall, I need you to bring your ladder

so Rocky can reach the branch.

I'm fired up!

All right, PAW Patrol is on a roll.

(Barking)

¶ PAW Patrol ¶

(Barking)

¶ PAW Patrol ¶

(Laughing)

Whoa, whoa!

Whoa!

¶ Rocky ¶

¶ Go, go, go, go! ¶

¶ PAW Patrol ¶

¶ Marshall ¶

(Barking)

¶ Go, go, go, go! ¶

(Siren wailing)

(Tires screeching)

(Sirens wailing)

¶

Hold on, Hootie!

Oh, hurry, Ryder! Hootie is helpless!

Thanks for coming so quickly.

No problem, Cap'n. We're here to help.

That's a steep drop.

Marshall, set up your ladder so you can reach Hootie.

Then Rocky can repair the branch.

And you can get our little feathered friend.

(Beeping)

Ladder.

(Barking)

Tape gun!

(Wind blowing)

Hang on, Hootie! I'm coming!

Hey!

Whoa!

I'm good.

Wow, usually, I'm the pup who falls down the ladder.

Thanks, lucky collar.

Huh?

(Gasping)

Chase, I need you to bring your zipline over

in case Marshall and Rocky need extra help.

Chase is on the case.

(Barking)

Whoa!

Hang on, Hootie.

(Hooting)

We need to brace that tree, fast.

I'm on it.

Oh, easy, Marshall!

That trembling tree can't take any more trauma!

It's okay, Cap'n.

With this lucky collar, nothing bad can happen.

Pincer arm!

(Barking)

Perfect.

I made it.

Nice work, Rocky.

Hey, Marshall, that branch should be safe now.

Yup, 'cause my lucky collar won't let anything bad happen.

¶

(Tires screeching)

(Barking)

Thanks for coming so quickly, Chase.

We need to be ready in case Marshall and Hootie fall.

Sure thing, Ryder.

(Barking)

Zipline!

Outstanding owl-saving, Marshall!

Thanks, Cap'n Tur-- Whoa!

(Gasping)

Chase, now!

Zipline, back!

Whoa! Whoa!

Wow, lucky thing that branch was there.

This collar is amazing.

Huh? Huh?

Okay, Marshall, come on back now.

Oh, I guess I'm going to have to go around the long way.

Zuma, I need you to bring your hovercraft.

Marshall may need some water support.

I'm ready to dive in!

I'll bandage you up at the Lookout.

(Hooting)

(Buzzing)

My collar!

Wait. I'll get it.

No, Marshall, it's too dangerous!

It's no big deal. I'll just-- Whoa!

Wow, my new collar is lucky even when I'm not wearing it.

(Barking)

Perfect. Thanks, Rocky.

Here, Marshall, we'll pull you out.

Chase, when did you get here?

Marshall, I've been here the whole--

(Creaking)

(Screaming)

(Gasping)

Buoy!

Whoa!

(Grunting)

(Gasping)

(Sighing)

Nice catch, Marshall, must be your lucky collar again.

No, it's not my collar that makes me lucky.

It's having such great friends.

Ryder, thanks for helping me rescue Hootie,

and for rescuing me.

You know what they say, Marshall.

Whenever you're in trouble--

Just yelp for help! Just yelp for help!

One more mini pie.

Enjoy. You've earned it. You're all such good pups.

(Hiccupping)

(Groaning)

(Laughing)

Whoa! Whoops! Ah!

(Spitting)

I'm okay.

(Laughing)

¶