DuckTales the Movie: Treasure of the Lost Lamp (1990) - full transcript
Scrooge McDuck, his dimwitted pilot Launch Pad, and his newphews Huey, Dewey and Louie, with Webby, arrive in Egypt where Scrooge finds the lost treasure of Collie Baba, unbeknownst to Scrooge, a magic lamp was included inside the treasure, so while the nephews have fun with the genie, they all have no idea that they're being stalked by a power hungry sorceror named Murlock and his dimwitted thief counterpart, Dijon.
[Crows]
[Crashing]
[Screams]
- [Dewey] Faster, Launchpad, faster!
- [Scrooge] Slower, Launchpad, slower!
[Scrooge] Whoa!
Launchpad, is this a stunt
you learned in flight school?
- Flight school?
- You mean you never took flying lessons?
- Well, I took a crash course.
- Now he tells me.
- [Louie] Nosedive!
- [Huey] Cool!
[Louie and Huey laugh]
Oh, boy, oh, boy, look at that!
[Dewey] There's the dig!
Did they say what they'd found?
Aye. A hidden chamber.
You think it might have the treasure
of Collie Baba and his 40 thieves?
After all this, I'm not getting my hopes up.
We're making our final approach.
[Launchpad]
Seats in the upright position.
[Scrooge]
Put the plane in an upright position!
[Huey] Yahoo!
[All scream]
[Engines splutter]
[Launchpad] Please remain seated until
the plane has come to a complete stop.
Arghh!
- [Launchpad] Landing gear down.
- [all chatter]
Launchpad, look what you've done
to these ancient ruins.
Well, it could have been worse.
It could have been something new.
Hurry, Mr McDuck.
We've found something.
Bless my bagpipes!
An engraving of Collie Baba.
[Laughs] This could be the treasure chest
of the greatest thief who ever lived.
Ooh!
[Gasping]
- [Huey] Let's see.
- [all gasp]
[Disappointedly] Ah...
He stole clothes?
[Huey and Louie laugh]
Ah... nothing but old robes.
40 years of searching and I end up
with Collie Baba's dirty laundry.
Well, erm... at least the box is pretty,
Uncle Scrooge.
- [All agree]
- Hey, there's something in this pocket.
The seal of Collie Baba.
It's a map.
Perhaps this dig is not
a lost cause after all.
That's right, Merlock. A treasure map
written in Collie Baba's own hand.
At last, after all these centuries,
the lamp will be mine again.
Yes!
You will become more powerful than
locomotive, more faster than speedy bull.
You will leap all buildings
in a single town.
And you shall finally be rewarded
for your dubious assistance.
Oh, You mean it?
My own mountain of money?
Yes. Now... give it to me.
- Yes... What?
- The map. Give it to me.
The map? That specific map?
Right here, right now?
You didn't steal it?
Too many people, Merlock. Only one Dijon.
But look what I did steal.
Several billfolds, this dandy pocket watch,
floss, egg-bake nut bar
and two tickets to the feta cheese festival
for you, master.
Bah!
Maybe you would like the floss?
Did you at least see where the map leads?
Oh, yes, master, oh, yes.
Into the middle of the desert.
- Where the sand burns like a hot kebab.
- But I searched every square inch.
Perhaps this time I'll let Scrooge
do the searching for me.
Oh, smart move, master.
Let him boil out his brains in the sun.
And you shall
accompany him as his guide.
Hmm. But I have such sensitive skin.
And my brain boils so quickly.
But who needs brains
to be a guide, anyway?
[Merlock crows]
[Footsteps]
[Braying]
Gee, Mr McD. A plane ride would
have been less turbulent.
According to the map, the cave
of Collie Baba should be right here,
under the gaze of Mount Badude.
- I don't see anything, Uncle Scrooge.
- Not even a mirage.
Maybe we took the wrong turn
at that last sand dune.
[Yelps]
Launchpad, Can't you even ride a camel
without crashing it?
It's not my fault.
Humpy here just had a great fall.
He must have hit this lousy rock.
- Ouch! My tootsies.
- It looks like a pint-sized pyramid.
Quackaroonie. It's bigger than it looks.
- I wonder what's inside.
- There's only one way to find out, lads.
[Fan whirs]
Start digging.
[Merlock crows]
[Groans]
If I read these hieroglyphics correctly,
we may have found the entrance.
Ah-ha!
[Gasping]
Wow.
Look at this.
All right. Let's go.
- Me first.
- After you.
But the camels will be lonesome.
- Think we'll see a mummy?
- My mummy's expecting me.
It's time for my nap.
Careful. Stay close, Webby. No telling
what kind of dangers we may find.
Looks safe to me.
[Whimpers]
- Check it out!
- Look at that!
Whoa! It's a Collie Baba booby trap.
What does the Junior Woodchuck
Guide Book say about booby traps?
It says "Stay alert and use your marbles".
- Boy, good thing I brought some.
- There's another one.
Whoa!
- That could have given me a boo-boo.
- Just keep the light ahead of us, guide!
Keep going, Dijon.
Maybe one of the children
might be wanting to hold the torch.
- Look out!
- [Screams]
Do not be fearing.
Dijon shall trip the trap.
You see?
Is there a doctor in the pyramid?
[Rumbling]
[All scream]
Gangway! Coming through!
- Umph!
- Umph!
[Gasping]
[Rumbling]
[All gasp]
- Jump-start my heart!
- The treasure!
- Race you to the rubies.
- Whoa! Look at those nuggets.
[Dewey] Come on, Dijon!
Whoa, look at all that gold.
[Laughs] Collie Baba, you old dog.
I've finally found it.
[Laughs]
Ooh, look at this.
- What an eyeful.
- What a mouthful.
- [Scrooge] The money, rubies, diamonds!
- The lamp!
- [Scrooge] Pinch me, I'm in heaven!
- I'll get it.
Whoa!
Uncle Scrooge.
- [Launchpad] Sumo-wrestling scorpions.
- Don't worry. We're safe up here.
- [Scrooge] Dijon!
- What? I am not touching a thing.
I am clean, innocent,
like a little baby goat.
- Go get the sacks.
- Sacks?
Oh, yes, sacks. Right away.
Anything you say, sir, I do for you.
[Roaring]
Where you going to keep
all this treasure, Uncle?
I won't keep it all, Louie. Most of these
artefacts will go to museums.
- That doesn't sound like Uncle Scrooge.
- That way I can enjoy a hefty tax break.
That does.
Looky. Looky. [giggles] A teapot.
Ah, just an old oil lamp.
Hardly worth taking.
May I have it, Uncle Scrooge?
I can use it for my tea set.
- Well...
- Course, this is pretty too.
Here, my dear. Don't say your
Uncle Scrooge never gave you anything.
Oh, thanks.
[Scrooge groans]
- That's the last of it.
- You think you can carry it, Launchpad?
No problemo.
- Whoa...
- Arghh! Don't lose it.
- Phew! Thanks, Dijon.
- Here, I can handle it.
Help!
[All scream]
Allow me.
- Hey, who's that guy?
- Just another tour guide.
- Let me light your path.
- I smell a couple of desert rats.
- Uncle Scrooge!
- [Huey] Hurry!
Whoa!
You thieving dogs! I've spent my life
searching for that treasure.
Poor fool. Too bad you will not live to
know the real treasure you have found.
Farewell!
I knew that weasel's prices
were too good to be true.
What are we gonna do?
- Cut the ropes, lads.
- Hurry, Louie!
Get away! Shoo! Shoo!
It's turtle time.
[Growls]
Forward, ho!
Reverse, ho!
If you don't stop crashing,
I'll give you the heave-ho.
Hey, do you hear something?
Quick, let's turn this over and make a boat.
Hurry, Uncle Scrooge! Hurry!
Here, Webby, you take this.
Come on!
[All squeal]
It's here, master. I saw it. Wait till
you see it. You will be pleased as pop.
Well? Where is it?
- I am not understanding. It must be here.
- You have it, don't you?
- Where is the lamp?
- They must have it. They must!
Those dirty thieves.
And such sweet children.
I ask you, Merlock,
what is the world coming to?
You let them steal it from you,
you pathetic pickpocket.
Don't worry. I will help you get it back.
No trouble, you bet, here I come.
Oh, yes, right behind you.
I mean, don't wait, Dijon is on the way.
Whoo, mamma!
I'd sure like to know where this leads.
- I'm not so sure you do.
- Boy, are we in trouble!
Either the water is getting higher
or the roof is getting lower.
Whoa!
[Birds chirp]
[Gurgling]
[All splutter]
Whoa! What a ride.
Yeah. I wouldn't mind doing it again.
Now that I know you can live through it.
[Pants] At least we're all OK.
Speak for yourself.
I just lost the treasure of the century.
Here, Uncle Scrooge. You can have this
back if it'll make you feel better.
That's all right, dear.
It took me 40 years to find that treasure
and I plan to get it back,
even if it takes another 40.
Hello?
Merlock?
Scrooge?
Where is everybody? [squeals]
- They have vanished.
- But, but, but how?
With the lamp, you fool.
And you will help me get it back,
or their sting will seem like
a tickle compared with mine.
[Telephone]
- Duckburg Daily News on line one, sir.
- For what?
I believe they want to ask
what happened with the treasure.
None of your business.
Every time I get my mind off the treasure,
the press has to press me about it again.
- I have some news to cheer you up.
- What's that?
You've finally received your invitation
to the Archaeological Society ball.
Och!
I cannot face those old fossils again.
Every year I tell them
"I'll find Collie Baba's treasure."
And every year
I come back empty-handed.
But you did have it for a little while.
- Does everyone have to remind me?
- Sorry.
I cannot work, Mrs Featherby.
I'm going home.
- But what about your lunch?
- Sell it.
- Here's the polish, Webbigail.
- Thanks, Grammy.
As soon as I'm done polishing my teapot,
we can have a tea party with my dollies.
- Thanks for the warning.
- Excuse me, ma'am.
But I've been summoned
to pick up Mr McDuck.
Apparently, he's having
another one of his chipper days.
- Oh, dear.
- Maybe we'd better play outside today.
- [Tinkling]
- Hey.
- What?
- It... It shook.
- See?
- Quackaroonie!
Well, there's nothing in it.
Whoa!
What is it, a Mexican jumping lamp?
- [All gasp]
- Wonder of wonders! I'm free at last.
Shabooey!
- It's a genie, isn't it?
- It's not the tooth fairy.
- [Shrieks]
- What the?
Who are you? Where's Collie Baba?
Did Rome fall yet?
We rubbed the lamp.
We're sorry if we did anything bad.
Ah! My new masters.
I am eternally grateful.
Finally, there's room to stretch.
My foot's been asleep for six centuries.
Hey! Cool kasbah.
Mind if I look around?
[Shivers]
Cold food closet.
Where do you hang the chicken?
- Don't tell me. A rug beater, huh?
- Uh-uh! Egg beater.
Yes, yes, I see.
Back, back, you foul eggs. Back I say!
Arghh! Shabooey, it's alive!
Wait! Come back!
- Where'd he go?
- [Genie] What do you know?
Las Vegas must be some place
if Caesar moved his palace there.
- What are you doing?
- Catching up on the 20th century.
You read the whole encyclopaedia?
Mm-hm.
From cover to cover to cover to cover to...
What's this? A baseball? A bowling ball?
Cinderella's ball? [laughs]
[Laughs] No, it's a globe of the earth.
Get back. Arghh!
The earth isn't flat?
I must have missed that part.
He has been in that lamp a long time.
- I gotta check this out.
- Wait a second.
- What about our wishes?
- Wishes?
- Do I look like a birthday cake?
- Ah, come on, you can't fool us.
- A genie's supposed to grant wishes.
- Yeah, three wishes for every master.
- Darn. Everybody remembers that part.
- So how does it work?
- [All] How does it work?
- OK! OK!
First you have to hold the lamp.
Then say "I wish."
- Yeah?
- Then wish for something.
That's all?
Jeepers. It's even user-friendly.
I know the first wish.
I'm going to wish for a million wishes.
Get serious. That never works.
I guess one of us oughta wish for
peace and happiness all over the world.
- These are wishes, not miracles.
- What if we wish for something like a pet?
- Now, that's more like it.
- I know what I've always wanted.
I wish for a baby elephant.
Oh, no! Oh, no, please! Oh, no!
[Strains]
Arghh!
Shabooey!
- Now look what you've gone and done.
- Well, what's wrong? She's cute.
And big. Big wishes spell big trouble.
The bigger the wish, the bigger the trouble.
He's right. One look at that and
Uncle Scrooge'll want to know what's up.
Everyone who sees it will,
and they'll all be fighting over me,
and the wishes'll get out of control and
I'll be buried for another 1,000 years.
Ah, jeepers. I hadn't thought of that.
So, please, please, make small wishes.
[Singing]
- It's our nanny.
- Hurry. Hide the elephant.
Oh, yeah, like where?
[Hums]
- [Gasps & screams]
- [Trumpets]
- Shabooey! I'm in trouble already.
- Whoa!
Uh-oh! We all are.
- [Screams] Elephant! Pink! Hurry!
- Arghh!
- [Trumpets]
- Down, girl! Down! Oh, please!
Here, Louie, you wish Pinky away.
Uh-uh! I'm not wasting one of my wishes.
You do it.
- No way.
- Will somebody do something?
Ah, here!
I wish Webby never made her stupid wish.
[Trumpets]
Now let's get outta here
before anybody sees Genie.
In here, Mr McDuck.
It's gone.
Mrs Beakley, is this a ploy
to get some vacation time?
It was here. Honest.
An elephant wearing a big pink bow.
You think I'm crazy, don't you?
[Scrooge] Maybe not.
[Pants] I think he saw us.
- Quick. Get back in the lamp.
- Not the lamp, please.
Put me in the dog house, a madhouse,
even a house of pancakes.
- Anywhere but the lamp.
- In here.
[Banging on door]
[All] Hello, Uncle Scrooge.
Hello, Uncle Scrooge.
Don't you "hello" me. What kind of trick
are you kids playing on Mrs Beakley?
- Who, us?
- Tricks?
- Never.
- Uh-uh. Not us, Uncle Scrooge.
Then what's going on?
- Oh, nothing.
- Not much. Nope, not a thing.
[Yelps]
What was that?
- The crash in the closet?
- We didn't hear it.
Hey, Pops, give me five. Get down,
get bad, get real, get a haircut.
- Who is this?
- G... Er... Gene.
Yeah, G.
- You're new around here?
- Kinda. I pop up every now and then.
He just came over to visit.
For the night.
The night? You mean, sleep over?
- Yeah. Can he?
- Please. Oh, please!
We'll be good Junior Woodchucks.
- Woodchuck's promise.
- Ditto.
Oh, all right. But stay out of trouble.
I'm in no mood for mischief.
Whoo! Yahoo!
[Laughs]
We're flying now!
Whoo-hoo-hoo! Yow!
- What else should we wish for?
- I'd like a small steamboat.
Sure. You want that
with or without an ocean?
- A little much?
- Just a tad.
I know. I wish for the world's biggest
ice cream sundae.
But not too big.
Ice cream sundae, come on down.
[Laughs]
[Explosion]
Hm. Gotta watch out for that wind shear.
- I'm starving.
- That's cos it's getting late.
Betcha Uncle Scrooge'll wonder
why we missed dinner.
Maybe we should go now.
[All] Nah!
[Slurps]
[Webby giggles]
Oh, dear. No sign of them yet.
Should I call the police?
Aye, to hold me back
when those rascals finally get home.
This time they'll be grounded
for a month.
No video games,
no television and no more friends...
- spending the night.
- We're back.
Children, I think your uncle
has something to say to you.
Aye. Welcome home.
Can I get you and Gene anything?
Cookies? Milk? Ice cream?
- No, thanks. We're kind of full.
- And sleepy.
That's because it's past your bedtime.
Scoot along, my wee ones.
Good night, Uncle Scrooge.
- Nighty-night.
- Sleep tight.
That's telling them, sir.
So this is how it feels
to be one of the guys.
- [Yawns] It's all I've ever wished for.
- How many wishes do we have left?
- Just my last one. And Webby's.
- We'd better make sure they're special.
It's him!
Hide me! Hide me!
Hurry! Chase him away!
- But it's just an old owl.
- [Hoots]
- [Genie] An owl?
- He comes around here every night.
I thought it was my meanest master,
the one Collie Baba stole the lamp from.
- Your master was a bird?
- He could change into anything.
- He's an evil sorcerer.
- But he can't still be alive.
- He'd be ancient.
- Yeah. Older than Uncle Scrooge even.
Except his first wish was to live for ever.
Oh... good wisher.
No.
Bad wisher. You don't know.
He made me do the worst things.
- Like what?
- [Sniffles] D'you ever hear of Atlantis?
It was everybody's favourite resort
until Merlock couldn't get reservations.
Then down she went. And poor Pompeii.
Mount Vesuvius would have never blown
its top if Merlock hadn't blown his.
[Blows]
But what are you worried about?
He used up his wishes.
That's just it. Merlock has unlimited
wishes because he has a magic talisman.
[Genie] It's what gives him his powers.
And when he puts it on the lamp,
he gets as many wishes as he wants.
Now do you see why I'm a little jumpy?
[Cries]
- Maybe we should wish for the talisman.
- That's the one wish I can't do.
You'd have to steal it from him
yourself, and good luck.
Don't worry about
that mean old master now.
Yeah, he has no idea you're with us.
And that's the way it's gonna stay.
[Cooing]
[Wings flap]
There it is. You can drop me off anywhere
along here. But not there. Not there!
[Squeals]
[Dijon]
That's going to leave a nasty mark.
Are you certain
this is where Scrooge lives?
This time I'm very sure. I think.
Then we begin our search.
In light? But I am not
a popular favourite in that house.
- Scrooge find me, he kill me.
- Then stay behind if you wish.
I'll try very hard
to remember you at reward time.
- [Dewey] There's the robber.
- [Huey] Catch him!
[Laughs]
[Siren]
[Laughs]
Come on, rug, giddy-up!
Gid-up! Upsie-daisy!
- Reach for the chandelier!
- Oh, boys. Tea-party time.
- Not now, Webby!
- We're in the middle of an arrest.
Well, I know someone
who wants to play with me.
Come on, Genie. They don't know
how much fun they're gonna miss.
[Scrooge]
I told you, I'm not going to the ball.
[Duckworth] But, sir, I've arranged
for Launchpad to fly you to the launch.
Well, cancel Launchpad. I'll not only
save face, but my life as well.
[Webby giggles]
- You're gonna love playing tea party.
- I know. I read all about it.
Can I be the guy who dresses like an
Indian and throws the tea off the boat?
No. [giggles]
No, no, no, silly.
Not a Boston Tea Party.
[Gasps]
Yuck! I hate rats!
First you pour the tea...
then take little sips...
and talk to your guests.
Oh, what a lovely dress, Quacky.
Get outta here. No war paint
or tomahawks or anything?
Uh-uh.
Just you and me and my friends here.
You call these party animals?
They're lifeless.
Oh, Genie, you've just given me
the bestest idea in the world.
There is a way to have
all my friends enjoy the party.
[Gulps]
I didn't mean it. The less the merrier.
Just you and me and a pot of tea.
This'll be fun. I wish
all my toys and dollies were alive.
Oh...
Arghh! Shabooey!
[Laughs]
It's so nice to finally meet all of you.
- [Hisses]
- [Roars]
[Splutters] Cookies, anyone?
- [Roars]
- [Screams] Feeding frenzy.
Dollies, be good.
[Jabbering]
If there's anything I hate more
than elephants in the house, it's rats.
Here, ratty, ratty, come to nanny.
- [Toys jabber]
- [Screams]
This isn't a house! It's a zoo!
Wish them back, please.
- I can't. That was my last wish.
- I wish you hadn't said that.
[Growls]
[Gasps]
[Screams]
Oh, dear. Launchpad isn't answering.
He must be on his way.
Won't you go, sir?
Aye, to work. Tell Launchpad
he can take you to the ball.
Hm? Hm.
[Gasps]
[Quacking]
Bah!
Since when does a hat
have a mind of its own?
[Quacking]
[Whistles]
Gotcha!
Watch out for your head, sir.
Master.
[Neighing]
Poor nosey.
[Engine roars]
[Toys jabber]
What is going on?
[Screams]
[Siren]
- What did you do this time?
- I'm sorry. Just make them stop.
- But I've only got one wish left.
- Boys, what is going on here?
- Well?
- Uh-oh! Looks like the jig is up.
Go ahead, Louie.
I wish everything was back to normal.
[Merlock grumbles]
Blow my bagpipes! He's a genie.
Does his mother know about this?
- We were gonna tell you, Uncle Scrooge.
- Someday.
- Where'd he come from?
- Remember my teapot?
Heavenly heather!
The genie in the magic lamp.
The fortunes I could own. I could have
the world's biggest diamond.
No, the world's biggest diamond mine.
No, all the diamond mines.
No, the entire mining industry!
Yes! Yes! Yes!
I can see this will take
some careful thought.
[Horn]
It's your ride, sir.
Or should I say, my ride.
Are you kidding? I wouldn't miss this
party for all the scones in Scotland.
- But the treasure...
- Aye, the treasure.
The one wish
I don't have to think about twice.
I wish for the treasure of Collie Baba.
Oh, no. Shabooey!
Ha-ha! The bonny bounty is mine again.
Wait till those old fossils
at the society hear this news.
In the lamp, Genie.
You're coming with me.
- No, not the lamp. Have a heart.
- Can't he stay with us, Uncle Scrooge?
Oh, no. I'm not letting
this wee gold mine out of my sight.
- But he's our friend.
- Nonsense. A genie isn't a person.
A genie is a... a thing.
[Groaning]
- Inside.
- Bye, guys.
It was great while it lasted.
[Tinkling]
- [Rattling]
- Don't take him, Uncle Scrooge.
- You can't.
- Let him stay, please.
Poor master. Oh, well.
- Where is the lamp?
- Scrooge has it.
[Whimpers]
Oh, no!
[Distant chatter]
[Genie] Music, food, guacamole.
It's a party. Gotta boogie. Got to bingo.
I gotta get outta this lamp.
- Please let me out.
- Can you keep quiet at all?
If you let me out, I'll be as quiet
as a mouse, and just as small.
Oh, all right. All right.
Hey, look at us! A couple of
single guys out on the town.
Guess again.
You can watch the ball from here.
- Otherwise you go back in the lamp.
- But what if I win the door prize?
Whoa!
Whoa. Master, all this flip-flapping.
- Maybe we take the bus back.
- Silence.
You shall go through the rear entrance
while I go in the front.
If Scrooge gets past you,
it'll be your hide.
Here's your soda, sir.
[Slurps]
Genie, party of one.
[Gulps]
[Gasps]
[Yelps]
I gotta warn Mr McDuck.
Ladies and gentlemen,
may I have your attention?
We have an important announcement
to make this evening.
Without further ado,
I give you Scrooge McDuck.
I gotta stop him.
I have something I've been wanting
to say for 40 years.
It is my good fortune to announce
that this year I have finally
brought to Duckburg
the legendary,
the infamous treasure of... Arghh!
- [Grumbles]
- It's Merlock, my old master.
It's that back-stabbing banshee.
He's too powerful. He could destroy you.
I'll save you. Left, right! Left, right!
Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!
Follow me.
- Hurry.
- You are a loon.
[Grumbles]
Arghh!
- What are you doing?
- Quick, you gotta wish us outta here.
Not me.
These wishes are worth a fortune.
What's more important -
a fortune or your life?
- Well...
- Hey, it's not exactly a trick question.
[Merlock roars]
- He's got a bear?
- He is a bear.
Make us a little getaway wish.
Oh, please.
- [Merlock growls]
- No, we stand our ground.
I've got one trick
that might save us, I hope.
Going up.
[Growls]
Bad housekeeping. It looks like
they have skipped the coop.
It was not my fault, master.
They did not get past Dijon.
But it was not your fault either, master.
Oh, no, no, no, no.
Just keep searching while
I hunt outside. They will not escape.
As you wish, master, I do for you.
- [Genie] I think they're gone.
- [Scrooge] Where are we?
- [Genie] Well, it's not exactly the Ritz.
- [Scrooge] Not the lamp.
[Genie] You get used to the smell
after a few hundred years.
- [Genie] Can you move your elbow?
- [Scrooge] Get me out of here!
Do you have to yell at me all the time?
I wouldn't be in this mess
if it weren't for you.
Thanks to you,
I've got a crazy animal act on my tail.
That's it, blame the genie.
- I only saved your life.
- Sorry.
It's not my fault Merlock's after me.
I didn't ask to be Mr Popular.
All I want is a life of my own,
like your nephews.
With my own bike,
a stack of comic books, a sled.
Maybe some ski equipment, a CD player,
my own home video entertainment system.
All right!
- [Merlock crows]
- Oh, no, it's Merlock. Hide me!
I've got to get you to my vault.
It's the only safe place.
- Time to go back.
- But you saw what a dump it is.
Sorry, Genie, but the party's over.
And just when we were
getting to be buddies. Oh.
[Tinkling]
Scrooge!
Arghh!
[Whimpers]
Arghh!
[Whimpers]
[Genie] Mr McDuck! Mr McDuck!
Are you all right? What's going on?
[Laughs]
Come out, come out, whoever you are.
Arghh!
Wait till Merlock sees this.
He will be so grateful.
Ah! I can see my mountain of money now.
[Laughs]
Wait. Why give him the lamp?
Because the master wants it so badly.
But, you see, with the lamp,
you'll be the big cheese,
the hot falafel,
the most powerful person on earth.
Oh, great master.
Master? Master?
Master Dijon? Ooh!
I like it. I like it. I really like it.
Launchpad!
Get me out of here fast.
[Merlock crows]
- Dull party, eh, Mr McD?
- Go! Now!
[Growls]
[Growls]
[Crows]
Don't plan on landing. I don't have time
for any more disasters.
Bah!
- Good morning, Scrooge, sir.
- What's going on?
At the urging of my genie,
I have decided to seek my fortune.
I never thought he'd wish for
your fortune, Mr McDuck, I swear.
The lamp?
[Sniffs]
- Gravy?
- That's right.
- I get the loot, you get the boot.
- [Buzzer]
You can't do this. Put me down.
I'm your boss, not that bum.
Take him downtown.
You can forget about
this year's Christmas bonus.
Whose name do you think
is on this... building?
Dijon? It really is his.
[Siren]
[Distant thunder]
[Thunder]
Wiped out with a wish.
If I ever get my money back,
I promise I'll never make
another wish for myself again.
[Cell door clanks]
There's someone to see you, Mr McDuck.
Lads! Webby!
Uncle Scrooge!
Uncle Scrooge.
Oh, sir, good to see you.
[Cries] Mr McDuck, I'm so sorry.
There, there, Mr Beakley. I know.
- We all chipped in to set bail.
- We even emptied our banks.
Don't worry. I'll pay you all back
with cash at the mansion.
- The mansion?
- He hasn't heard.
- Heard what?
- [Cries] Oh, Mr McDuck, I'm so sorry.
Dijon has everything -
the mansion, the factories.
Even your spat collection, sir.
- [Cries] Oh, Mr McDuck!
- [Scrooge chokes]
Our home. Our beautiful home.
There, there. I know, ma'am. I know.
First my Money Bin, now this.
Well, at least we have each other.
Think of poor Genie.
If only there was a way
to sneak in and get back the lamp.
But there's so many alarms.
Aye. Hundreds.
And 14,657 ways
to trigger them.
And you know each and every one,
don't you, Uncle Scrooge?
Aye.
[Louie]
And maybe the way to shut 'em off?
Ha... Aye.
Come, lads. Something tells me
we should plan a full-scale invasion.
[Scrooge laughs]
[Sniffs] Delicious.
Delicious. Good golly, everything smells
more delicious when you're rich.
- [Sniffs] Even me.
- Shouldn't we be bird-watching?
Don't worry about Merlock.
He would not dare to confront
the great and powerful Dijon.
Anyway, I don't think
he knows about me yet.
[Merlock crows]
I've got the Bin at 12 o'clock high,
Mr McD. Give or take 10 minutes.
Snuggy enough, sir?
All right, lads. Operation Lift the Lamp
is about to commence.
Roger, Uncle Scrooge. Over and out.
See anyone coming,
Commander Beakley?
- I don't think so.
- Then wish us luck.
[Strains]
[Huey] This is it.
Shh!
C... A... S... H.
- [alarm beeps]
- [cash register ping]
Remember, only step on the white tiles.
Ooph!
- I'm on the roof.
- And we're inside.
Good. All you have to do
is break into the security room.
Don't worry. We're almost there.
[Strains] That's easy for you to say.
Keep going, Webby.
If you can't get through, no one can.
- Ta-da!
- Attagirl!
- Hey, there's the alarm panel.
- [Swooshing]
I've got Uncle Scrooge's directions
to keep from getting zapped.
- Two steps up the middle.
- Arghh!
One step to the right,
three steps forward,
and... five steps...
Arghh! Uh-oh!
- You'd better get back here.
- Ooh! Ah!
[Zapping]
- Good thing you had your hairnet.
- [Groans]
- What are we gonna do?
- Use our marbles.
Marbles.
[Fizzes]
You don't have to worry about any alarms,
Uncle Scrooge.
[Scrooge] Good work, lads. I'm going in.
[Strains]
Huh?
[Laughs]
[Growls]
[Birds tweet]
[Strains]
Ah-ha!
[Lift motor starts]
[Crunching]
[Strains]
Urghh!
Genie, I've decided on my first
important act as a rich man.
I shall plan a vacation. I wonder
which country I shall be visiting first.
Yow!
[Whimpers]
Are you sure it's safe to travel, master?
Merlock could be close.
Do not worry, Genie, I have planned
to take a small army of bodyguards.
[Growls]
Whoever said that money
can't buy peace of mind
must have had the brains
of a garbanzo bean.
- [Wails]
- Oh, no!
Give that back, you dirty... Whoo!
Please, Merlock.
No wishes. I can't take 'em.
Relax. It's going to be
like old times again.
- [Genie wails]
- Come on. We gotta help.
My talisman now gives me
unlimited wishes, Scrooge.
Huh?
Huh? Er...
- And where are you going?
- Just outside, master.
You and Genie
have so much to catch up on,
I thought you might be wanting
a few minutes alone.
- I know I would.
- Genie.
I wish you would turn this
disloyal swine into something fitting.
- [Dijon whimpers]
- Just like old times all right.
- [Dijon squeals]
- [Laughs]
And now, Genie, I wish
you would transform this mundane Bin
into a fortress more worthy
of its new owner.
Remember our magnificent old home?
Oh, yeah. Casa de Coo-coo.
[Tinkling]
[Rumbling]
Ah! My money!
[Alarm blares]
- Come on!
- Wait for me.
[All scream]
[Webby screams]
[Screams]
Help! Help!
Here, Webby, hold on!
[Webby screams]
Oh, my heavens!
Ahhh...
[laughs evilly]
I'm so sorry, Mr McDuck.
And now, Genie,
I wish to return home in my new home.
Will you never stop?
[Rumbling]
[Chatter]
[Groans]
[Screams]
This cannot be happening.
You maniac. Return the Bin before
I stuff that lamp down your throat.
- Bad move.
- You threaten me?
- [All gasp]
- Please, Merlock. He's had a lousy day.
Maybe a hot bath
and a warm glass of milk...
Silence. I wish you would
cast him out of my house.
No! No!
- I can't.
- Do it.
[Tinkling] I have no choice.
I... I understand.
[Wind howls]
[Shrieks]
[Strains]
[Merlock laughs]
- Good shot.
- Get it, guys!
Uncle Scrooge!
[Screams]
- [All gasp]
- I'll be back for you.
No! No!
[Genie screams]
No!
[Screams]
[Gulps]
[Laughs]
Laugh at me, will you?
I'll show you.
Give that back, you flea-bitten buzzard!
My talisman!
This time you have to make a wish.
Aye. I wish me and my family and my Bin
were back in Duckburg.
Right now.
[Explosion]
[Yelps]
- Good wishing.
- [All gasp]
- Wow!
- Duckburg never looked so good.
Aye,
but it cannot beat my view, laddies.
Has any heather
ever looked more heavenly?
[Laughs]
[Snorts]
And you still have the lamp,
Uncle Scrooge.
Aye. And one more wish to go.
You sound like you know what it is.
I'm going to stop all this magic.
Even if I have to wish for the lamp
to be buried in the centre of the earth.
- What?
- No! You can't.
- Oh, no!
- But Genie'll be gone for ever.
Yeah, aren't we overreacting?
We could er... hide him in the vault.
Yeah, and we'll dress him up like a boy
and keep him in our room.
Just like before.
Genie, get ready to grant my last wish.
And yours too.
- What do you mean?
- Huh?
I wish the genie
would turn into a real boy.
Shabooey!
I'm a boy.
I'm a real boy.
[Chattering]
Now I can do
all the things real boys do.
Run through fields,
play catch, roll over.
Wait. That's a dog.
Er... Uncle Scrooge.
What about the lamp, huh?
Look. Without the genie,
it's wasting away.
[Grunts]
[Squeals] Huh?
Oomph!
How can I ever thank you, master?
I'm not your master any more.
That's right.
Can I call you Uncle Scrooge?
You're a sweet kid.
But don't press your luck.
So, what do you wanna do
on your first day as a boy?
Let me put it this way -
[mimics gangster]
You'll never catch me, coppers. [laughs]
Oh, boy, oh, boy! I'm gonna getcha!
Are you coming with us, Uncle Scrooge?
You go ahead, Webby, dear.
We quadzillionaires
have our own ideas of fun.
Arghh!
- You!
- Scrooge, sir. Oh, good golly,
What a time we have been having.
Yes. I was just now leaving. Goodbye.
- But it's only some loose change.
- I'll change your face, you thief!
[Yelps]
Somebody stop those pants.
? Life is like a hurricane
Here in Duckburg
? Race cars, lasers, aeroplanes
? It's a duck blur
? Might solve a mystery
Or rewrite history
? Ducktales
Woo-oo
? Every day they're out there
Making Ducktales
? Woo-oo
? Tales of derring-do
Bad and good luck tales
? D- d-d-danger lurks behind you
? There's a stranger
Out to find you
? What to do?
Just grab onto some Ducktales
? Woo-oo
? Every day they're out there
Making Ducktales
? Woo-oo
? Tales of derring-do
Bad and good luck tales
? Woo-oo
? Not phoney tales or captain tales
No, Ducktales
? Woo-oo ?
[Crashing]
[Screams]
- [Dewey] Faster, Launchpad, faster!
- [Scrooge] Slower, Launchpad, slower!
[Scrooge] Whoa!
Launchpad, is this a stunt
you learned in flight school?
- Flight school?
- You mean you never took flying lessons?
- Well, I took a crash course.
- Now he tells me.
- [Louie] Nosedive!
- [Huey] Cool!
[Louie and Huey laugh]
Oh, boy, oh, boy, look at that!
[Dewey] There's the dig!
Did they say what they'd found?
Aye. A hidden chamber.
You think it might have the treasure
of Collie Baba and his 40 thieves?
After all this, I'm not getting my hopes up.
We're making our final approach.
[Launchpad]
Seats in the upright position.
[Scrooge]
Put the plane in an upright position!
[Huey] Yahoo!
[All scream]
[Engines splutter]
[Launchpad] Please remain seated until
the plane has come to a complete stop.
Arghh!
- [Launchpad] Landing gear down.
- [all chatter]
Launchpad, look what you've done
to these ancient ruins.
Well, it could have been worse.
It could have been something new.
Hurry, Mr McDuck.
We've found something.
Bless my bagpipes!
An engraving of Collie Baba.
[Laughs] This could be the treasure chest
of the greatest thief who ever lived.
Ooh!
[Gasping]
- [Huey] Let's see.
- [all gasp]
[Disappointedly] Ah...
He stole clothes?
[Huey and Louie laugh]
Ah... nothing but old robes.
40 years of searching and I end up
with Collie Baba's dirty laundry.
Well, erm... at least the box is pretty,
Uncle Scrooge.
- [All agree]
- Hey, there's something in this pocket.
The seal of Collie Baba.
It's a map.
Perhaps this dig is not
a lost cause after all.
That's right, Merlock. A treasure map
written in Collie Baba's own hand.
At last, after all these centuries,
the lamp will be mine again.
Yes!
You will become more powerful than
locomotive, more faster than speedy bull.
You will leap all buildings
in a single town.
And you shall finally be rewarded
for your dubious assistance.
Oh, You mean it?
My own mountain of money?
Yes. Now... give it to me.
- Yes... What?
- The map. Give it to me.
The map? That specific map?
Right here, right now?
You didn't steal it?
Too many people, Merlock. Only one Dijon.
But look what I did steal.
Several billfolds, this dandy pocket watch,
floss, egg-bake nut bar
and two tickets to the feta cheese festival
for you, master.
Bah!
Maybe you would like the floss?
Did you at least see where the map leads?
Oh, yes, master, oh, yes.
Into the middle of the desert.
- Where the sand burns like a hot kebab.
- But I searched every square inch.
Perhaps this time I'll let Scrooge
do the searching for me.
Oh, smart move, master.
Let him boil out his brains in the sun.
And you shall
accompany him as his guide.
Hmm. But I have such sensitive skin.
And my brain boils so quickly.
But who needs brains
to be a guide, anyway?
[Merlock crows]
[Footsteps]
[Braying]
Gee, Mr McD. A plane ride would
have been less turbulent.
According to the map, the cave
of Collie Baba should be right here,
under the gaze of Mount Badude.
- I don't see anything, Uncle Scrooge.
- Not even a mirage.
Maybe we took the wrong turn
at that last sand dune.
[Yelps]
Launchpad, Can't you even ride a camel
without crashing it?
It's not my fault.
Humpy here just had a great fall.
He must have hit this lousy rock.
- Ouch! My tootsies.
- It looks like a pint-sized pyramid.
Quackaroonie. It's bigger than it looks.
- I wonder what's inside.
- There's only one way to find out, lads.
[Fan whirs]
Start digging.
[Merlock crows]
[Groans]
If I read these hieroglyphics correctly,
we may have found the entrance.
Ah-ha!
[Gasping]
Wow.
Look at this.
All right. Let's go.
- Me first.
- After you.
But the camels will be lonesome.
- Think we'll see a mummy?
- My mummy's expecting me.
It's time for my nap.
Careful. Stay close, Webby. No telling
what kind of dangers we may find.
Looks safe to me.
[Whimpers]
- Check it out!
- Look at that!
Whoa! It's a Collie Baba booby trap.
What does the Junior Woodchuck
Guide Book say about booby traps?
It says "Stay alert and use your marbles".
- Boy, good thing I brought some.
- There's another one.
Whoa!
- That could have given me a boo-boo.
- Just keep the light ahead of us, guide!
Keep going, Dijon.
Maybe one of the children
might be wanting to hold the torch.
- Look out!
- [Screams]
Do not be fearing.
Dijon shall trip the trap.
You see?
Is there a doctor in the pyramid?
[Rumbling]
[All scream]
Gangway! Coming through!
- Umph!
- Umph!
[Gasping]
[Rumbling]
[All gasp]
- Jump-start my heart!
- The treasure!
- Race you to the rubies.
- Whoa! Look at those nuggets.
[Dewey] Come on, Dijon!
Whoa, look at all that gold.
[Laughs] Collie Baba, you old dog.
I've finally found it.
[Laughs]
Ooh, look at this.
- What an eyeful.
- What a mouthful.
- [Scrooge] The money, rubies, diamonds!
- The lamp!
- [Scrooge] Pinch me, I'm in heaven!
- I'll get it.
Whoa!
Uncle Scrooge.
- [Launchpad] Sumo-wrestling scorpions.
- Don't worry. We're safe up here.
- [Scrooge] Dijon!
- What? I am not touching a thing.
I am clean, innocent,
like a little baby goat.
- Go get the sacks.
- Sacks?
Oh, yes, sacks. Right away.
Anything you say, sir, I do for you.
[Roaring]
Where you going to keep
all this treasure, Uncle?
I won't keep it all, Louie. Most of these
artefacts will go to museums.
- That doesn't sound like Uncle Scrooge.
- That way I can enjoy a hefty tax break.
That does.
Looky. Looky. [giggles] A teapot.
Ah, just an old oil lamp.
Hardly worth taking.
May I have it, Uncle Scrooge?
I can use it for my tea set.
- Well...
- Course, this is pretty too.
Here, my dear. Don't say your
Uncle Scrooge never gave you anything.
Oh, thanks.
[Scrooge groans]
- That's the last of it.
- You think you can carry it, Launchpad?
No problemo.
- Whoa...
- Arghh! Don't lose it.
- Phew! Thanks, Dijon.
- Here, I can handle it.
Help!
[All scream]
Allow me.
- Hey, who's that guy?
- Just another tour guide.
- Let me light your path.
- I smell a couple of desert rats.
- Uncle Scrooge!
- [Huey] Hurry!
Whoa!
You thieving dogs! I've spent my life
searching for that treasure.
Poor fool. Too bad you will not live to
know the real treasure you have found.
Farewell!
I knew that weasel's prices
were too good to be true.
What are we gonna do?
- Cut the ropes, lads.
- Hurry, Louie!
Get away! Shoo! Shoo!
It's turtle time.
[Growls]
Forward, ho!
Reverse, ho!
If you don't stop crashing,
I'll give you the heave-ho.
Hey, do you hear something?
Quick, let's turn this over and make a boat.
Hurry, Uncle Scrooge! Hurry!
Here, Webby, you take this.
Come on!
[All squeal]
It's here, master. I saw it. Wait till
you see it. You will be pleased as pop.
Well? Where is it?
- I am not understanding. It must be here.
- You have it, don't you?
- Where is the lamp?
- They must have it. They must!
Those dirty thieves.
And such sweet children.
I ask you, Merlock,
what is the world coming to?
You let them steal it from you,
you pathetic pickpocket.
Don't worry. I will help you get it back.
No trouble, you bet, here I come.
Oh, yes, right behind you.
I mean, don't wait, Dijon is on the way.
Whoo, mamma!
I'd sure like to know where this leads.
- I'm not so sure you do.
- Boy, are we in trouble!
Either the water is getting higher
or the roof is getting lower.
Whoa!
[Birds chirp]
[Gurgling]
[All splutter]
Whoa! What a ride.
Yeah. I wouldn't mind doing it again.
Now that I know you can live through it.
[Pants] At least we're all OK.
Speak for yourself.
I just lost the treasure of the century.
Here, Uncle Scrooge. You can have this
back if it'll make you feel better.
That's all right, dear.
It took me 40 years to find that treasure
and I plan to get it back,
even if it takes another 40.
Hello?
Merlock?
Scrooge?
Where is everybody? [squeals]
- They have vanished.
- But, but, but how?
With the lamp, you fool.
And you will help me get it back,
or their sting will seem like
a tickle compared with mine.
[Telephone]
- Duckburg Daily News on line one, sir.
- For what?
I believe they want to ask
what happened with the treasure.
None of your business.
Every time I get my mind off the treasure,
the press has to press me about it again.
- I have some news to cheer you up.
- What's that?
You've finally received your invitation
to the Archaeological Society ball.
Och!
I cannot face those old fossils again.
Every year I tell them
"I'll find Collie Baba's treasure."
And every year
I come back empty-handed.
But you did have it for a little while.
- Does everyone have to remind me?
- Sorry.
I cannot work, Mrs Featherby.
I'm going home.
- But what about your lunch?
- Sell it.
- Here's the polish, Webbigail.
- Thanks, Grammy.
As soon as I'm done polishing my teapot,
we can have a tea party with my dollies.
- Thanks for the warning.
- Excuse me, ma'am.
But I've been summoned
to pick up Mr McDuck.
Apparently, he's having
another one of his chipper days.
- Oh, dear.
- Maybe we'd better play outside today.
- [Tinkling]
- Hey.
- What?
- It... It shook.
- See?
- Quackaroonie!
Well, there's nothing in it.
Whoa!
What is it, a Mexican jumping lamp?
- [All gasp]
- Wonder of wonders! I'm free at last.
Shabooey!
- It's a genie, isn't it?
- It's not the tooth fairy.
- [Shrieks]
- What the?
Who are you? Where's Collie Baba?
Did Rome fall yet?
We rubbed the lamp.
We're sorry if we did anything bad.
Ah! My new masters.
I am eternally grateful.
Finally, there's room to stretch.
My foot's been asleep for six centuries.
Hey! Cool kasbah.
Mind if I look around?
[Shivers]
Cold food closet.
Where do you hang the chicken?
- Don't tell me. A rug beater, huh?
- Uh-uh! Egg beater.
Yes, yes, I see.
Back, back, you foul eggs. Back I say!
Arghh! Shabooey, it's alive!
Wait! Come back!
- Where'd he go?
- [Genie] What do you know?
Las Vegas must be some place
if Caesar moved his palace there.
- What are you doing?
- Catching up on the 20th century.
You read the whole encyclopaedia?
Mm-hm.
From cover to cover to cover to cover to...
What's this? A baseball? A bowling ball?
Cinderella's ball? [laughs]
[Laughs] No, it's a globe of the earth.
Get back. Arghh!
The earth isn't flat?
I must have missed that part.
He has been in that lamp a long time.
- I gotta check this out.
- Wait a second.
- What about our wishes?
- Wishes?
- Do I look like a birthday cake?
- Ah, come on, you can't fool us.
- A genie's supposed to grant wishes.
- Yeah, three wishes for every master.
- Darn. Everybody remembers that part.
- So how does it work?
- [All] How does it work?
- OK! OK!
First you have to hold the lamp.
Then say "I wish."
- Yeah?
- Then wish for something.
That's all?
Jeepers. It's even user-friendly.
I know the first wish.
I'm going to wish for a million wishes.
Get serious. That never works.
I guess one of us oughta wish for
peace and happiness all over the world.
- These are wishes, not miracles.
- What if we wish for something like a pet?
- Now, that's more like it.
- I know what I've always wanted.
I wish for a baby elephant.
Oh, no! Oh, no, please! Oh, no!
[Strains]
Arghh!
Shabooey!
- Now look what you've gone and done.
- Well, what's wrong? She's cute.
And big. Big wishes spell big trouble.
The bigger the wish, the bigger the trouble.
He's right. One look at that and
Uncle Scrooge'll want to know what's up.
Everyone who sees it will,
and they'll all be fighting over me,
and the wishes'll get out of control and
I'll be buried for another 1,000 years.
Ah, jeepers. I hadn't thought of that.
So, please, please, make small wishes.
[Singing]
- It's our nanny.
- Hurry. Hide the elephant.
Oh, yeah, like where?
[Hums]
- [Gasps & screams]
- [Trumpets]
- Shabooey! I'm in trouble already.
- Whoa!
Uh-oh! We all are.
- [Screams] Elephant! Pink! Hurry!
- Arghh!
- [Trumpets]
- Down, girl! Down! Oh, please!
Here, Louie, you wish Pinky away.
Uh-uh! I'm not wasting one of my wishes.
You do it.
- No way.
- Will somebody do something?
Ah, here!
I wish Webby never made her stupid wish.
[Trumpets]
Now let's get outta here
before anybody sees Genie.
In here, Mr McDuck.
It's gone.
Mrs Beakley, is this a ploy
to get some vacation time?
It was here. Honest.
An elephant wearing a big pink bow.
You think I'm crazy, don't you?
[Scrooge] Maybe not.
[Pants] I think he saw us.
- Quick. Get back in the lamp.
- Not the lamp, please.
Put me in the dog house, a madhouse,
even a house of pancakes.
- Anywhere but the lamp.
- In here.
[Banging on door]
[All] Hello, Uncle Scrooge.
Hello, Uncle Scrooge.
Don't you "hello" me. What kind of trick
are you kids playing on Mrs Beakley?
- Who, us?
- Tricks?
- Never.
- Uh-uh. Not us, Uncle Scrooge.
Then what's going on?
- Oh, nothing.
- Not much. Nope, not a thing.
[Yelps]
What was that?
- The crash in the closet?
- We didn't hear it.
Hey, Pops, give me five. Get down,
get bad, get real, get a haircut.
- Who is this?
- G... Er... Gene.
Yeah, G.
- You're new around here?
- Kinda. I pop up every now and then.
He just came over to visit.
For the night.
The night? You mean, sleep over?
- Yeah. Can he?
- Please. Oh, please!
We'll be good Junior Woodchucks.
- Woodchuck's promise.
- Ditto.
Oh, all right. But stay out of trouble.
I'm in no mood for mischief.
Whoo! Yahoo!
[Laughs]
We're flying now!
Whoo-hoo-hoo! Yow!
- What else should we wish for?
- I'd like a small steamboat.
Sure. You want that
with or without an ocean?
- A little much?
- Just a tad.
I know. I wish for the world's biggest
ice cream sundae.
But not too big.
Ice cream sundae, come on down.
[Laughs]
[Explosion]
Hm. Gotta watch out for that wind shear.
- I'm starving.
- That's cos it's getting late.
Betcha Uncle Scrooge'll wonder
why we missed dinner.
Maybe we should go now.
[All] Nah!
[Slurps]
[Webby giggles]
Oh, dear. No sign of them yet.
Should I call the police?
Aye, to hold me back
when those rascals finally get home.
This time they'll be grounded
for a month.
No video games,
no television and no more friends...
- spending the night.
- We're back.
Children, I think your uncle
has something to say to you.
Aye. Welcome home.
Can I get you and Gene anything?
Cookies? Milk? Ice cream?
- No, thanks. We're kind of full.
- And sleepy.
That's because it's past your bedtime.
Scoot along, my wee ones.
Good night, Uncle Scrooge.
- Nighty-night.
- Sleep tight.
That's telling them, sir.
So this is how it feels
to be one of the guys.
- [Yawns] It's all I've ever wished for.
- How many wishes do we have left?
- Just my last one. And Webby's.
- We'd better make sure they're special.
It's him!
Hide me! Hide me!
Hurry! Chase him away!
- But it's just an old owl.
- [Hoots]
- [Genie] An owl?
- He comes around here every night.
I thought it was my meanest master,
the one Collie Baba stole the lamp from.
- Your master was a bird?
- He could change into anything.
- He's an evil sorcerer.
- But he can't still be alive.
- He'd be ancient.
- Yeah. Older than Uncle Scrooge even.
Except his first wish was to live for ever.
Oh... good wisher.
No.
Bad wisher. You don't know.
He made me do the worst things.
- Like what?
- [Sniffles] D'you ever hear of Atlantis?
It was everybody's favourite resort
until Merlock couldn't get reservations.
Then down she went. And poor Pompeii.
Mount Vesuvius would have never blown
its top if Merlock hadn't blown his.
[Blows]
But what are you worried about?
He used up his wishes.
That's just it. Merlock has unlimited
wishes because he has a magic talisman.
[Genie] It's what gives him his powers.
And when he puts it on the lamp,
he gets as many wishes as he wants.
Now do you see why I'm a little jumpy?
[Cries]
- Maybe we should wish for the talisman.
- That's the one wish I can't do.
You'd have to steal it from him
yourself, and good luck.
Don't worry about
that mean old master now.
Yeah, he has no idea you're with us.
And that's the way it's gonna stay.
[Cooing]
[Wings flap]
There it is. You can drop me off anywhere
along here. But not there. Not there!
[Squeals]
[Dijon]
That's going to leave a nasty mark.
Are you certain
this is where Scrooge lives?
This time I'm very sure. I think.
Then we begin our search.
In light? But I am not
a popular favourite in that house.
- Scrooge find me, he kill me.
- Then stay behind if you wish.
I'll try very hard
to remember you at reward time.
- [Dewey] There's the robber.
- [Huey] Catch him!
[Laughs]
[Siren]
[Laughs]
Come on, rug, giddy-up!
Gid-up! Upsie-daisy!
- Reach for the chandelier!
- Oh, boys. Tea-party time.
- Not now, Webby!
- We're in the middle of an arrest.
Well, I know someone
who wants to play with me.
Come on, Genie. They don't know
how much fun they're gonna miss.
[Scrooge]
I told you, I'm not going to the ball.
[Duckworth] But, sir, I've arranged
for Launchpad to fly you to the launch.
Well, cancel Launchpad. I'll not only
save face, but my life as well.
[Webby giggles]
- You're gonna love playing tea party.
- I know. I read all about it.
Can I be the guy who dresses like an
Indian and throws the tea off the boat?
No. [giggles]
No, no, no, silly.
Not a Boston Tea Party.
[Gasps]
Yuck! I hate rats!
First you pour the tea...
then take little sips...
and talk to your guests.
Oh, what a lovely dress, Quacky.
Get outta here. No war paint
or tomahawks or anything?
Uh-uh.
Just you and me and my friends here.
You call these party animals?
They're lifeless.
Oh, Genie, you've just given me
the bestest idea in the world.
There is a way to have
all my friends enjoy the party.
[Gulps]
I didn't mean it. The less the merrier.
Just you and me and a pot of tea.
This'll be fun. I wish
all my toys and dollies were alive.
Oh...
Arghh! Shabooey!
[Laughs]
It's so nice to finally meet all of you.
- [Hisses]
- [Roars]
[Splutters] Cookies, anyone?
- [Roars]
- [Screams] Feeding frenzy.
Dollies, be good.
[Jabbering]
If there's anything I hate more
than elephants in the house, it's rats.
Here, ratty, ratty, come to nanny.
- [Toys jabber]
- [Screams]
This isn't a house! It's a zoo!
Wish them back, please.
- I can't. That was my last wish.
- I wish you hadn't said that.
[Growls]
[Gasps]
[Screams]
Oh, dear. Launchpad isn't answering.
He must be on his way.
Won't you go, sir?
Aye, to work. Tell Launchpad
he can take you to the ball.
Hm? Hm.
[Gasps]
[Quacking]
Bah!
Since when does a hat
have a mind of its own?
[Quacking]
[Whistles]
Gotcha!
Watch out for your head, sir.
Master.
[Neighing]
Poor nosey.
[Engine roars]
[Toys jabber]
What is going on?
[Screams]
[Siren]
- What did you do this time?
- I'm sorry. Just make them stop.
- But I've only got one wish left.
- Boys, what is going on here?
- Well?
- Uh-oh! Looks like the jig is up.
Go ahead, Louie.
I wish everything was back to normal.
[Merlock grumbles]
Blow my bagpipes! He's a genie.
Does his mother know about this?
- We were gonna tell you, Uncle Scrooge.
- Someday.
- Where'd he come from?
- Remember my teapot?
Heavenly heather!
The genie in the magic lamp.
The fortunes I could own. I could have
the world's biggest diamond.
No, the world's biggest diamond mine.
No, all the diamond mines.
No, the entire mining industry!
Yes! Yes! Yes!
I can see this will take
some careful thought.
[Horn]
It's your ride, sir.
Or should I say, my ride.
Are you kidding? I wouldn't miss this
party for all the scones in Scotland.
- But the treasure...
- Aye, the treasure.
The one wish
I don't have to think about twice.
I wish for the treasure of Collie Baba.
Oh, no. Shabooey!
Ha-ha! The bonny bounty is mine again.
Wait till those old fossils
at the society hear this news.
In the lamp, Genie.
You're coming with me.
- No, not the lamp. Have a heart.
- Can't he stay with us, Uncle Scrooge?
Oh, no. I'm not letting
this wee gold mine out of my sight.
- But he's our friend.
- Nonsense. A genie isn't a person.
A genie is a... a thing.
[Groaning]
- Inside.
- Bye, guys.
It was great while it lasted.
[Tinkling]
- [Rattling]
- Don't take him, Uncle Scrooge.
- You can't.
- Let him stay, please.
Poor master. Oh, well.
- Where is the lamp?
- Scrooge has it.
[Whimpers]
Oh, no!
[Distant chatter]
[Genie] Music, food, guacamole.
It's a party. Gotta boogie. Got to bingo.
I gotta get outta this lamp.
- Please let me out.
- Can you keep quiet at all?
If you let me out, I'll be as quiet
as a mouse, and just as small.
Oh, all right. All right.
Hey, look at us! A couple of
single guys out on the town.
Guess again.
You can watch the ball from here.
- Otherwise you go back in the lamp.
- But what if I win the door prize?
Whoa!
Whoa. Master, all this flip-flapping.
- Maybe we take the bus back.
- Silence.
You shall go through the rear entrance
while I go in the front.
If Scrooge gets past you,
it'll be your hide.
Here's your soda, sir.
[Slurps]
Genie, party of one.
[Gulps]
[Gasps]
[Yelps]
I gotta warn Mr McDuck.
Ladies and gentlemen,
may I have your attention?
We have an important announcement
to make this evening.
Without further ado,
I give you Scrooge McDuck.
I gotta stop him.
I have something I've been wanting
to say for 40 years.
It is my good fortune to announce
that this year I have finally
brought to Duckburg
the legendary,
the infamous treasure of... Arghh!
- [Grumbles]
- It's Merlock, my old master.
It's that back-stabbing banshee.
He's too powerful. He could destroy you.
I'll save you. Left, right! Left, right!
Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!
Follow me.
- Hurry.
- You are a loon.
[Grumbles]
Arghh!
- What are you doing?
- Quick, you gotta wish us outta here.
Not me.
These wishes are worth a fortune.
What's more important -
a fortune or your life?
- Well...
- Hey, it's not exactly a trick question.
[Merlock roars]
- He's got a bear?
- He is a bear.
Make us a little getaway wish.
Oh, please.
- [Merlock growls]
- No, we stand our ground.
I've got one trick
that might save us, I hope.
Going up.
[Growls]
Bad housekeeping. It looks like
they have skipped the coop.
It was not my fault, master.
They did not get past Dijon.
But it was not your fault either, master.
Oh, no, no, no, no.
Just keep searching while
I hunt outside. They will not escape.
As you wish, master, I do for you.
- [Genie] I think they're gone.
- [Scrooge] Where are we?
- [Genie] Well, it's not exactly the Ritz.
- [Scrooge] Not the lamp.
[Genie] You get used to the smell
after a few hundred years.
- [Genie] Can you move your elbow?
- [Scrooge] Get me out of here!
Do you have to yell at me all the time?
I wouldn't be in this mess
if it weren't for you.
Thanks to you,
I've got a crazy animal act on my tail.
That's it, blame the genie.
- I only saved your life.
- Sorry.
It's not my fault Merlock's after me.
I didn't ask to be Mr Popular.
All I want is a life of my own,
like your nephews.
With my own bike,
a stack of comic books, a sled.
Maybe some ski equipment, a CD player,
my own home video entertainment system.
All right!
- [Merlock crows]
- Oh, no, it's Merlock. Hide me!
I've got to get you to my vault.
It's the only safe place.
- Time to go back.
- But you saw what a dump it is.
Sorry, Genie, but the party's over.
And just when we were
getting to be buddies. Oh.
[Tinkling]
Scrooge!
Arghh!
[Whimpers]
Arghh!
[Whimpers]
[Genie] Mr McDuck! Mr McDuck!
Are you all right? What's going on?
[Laughs]
Come out, come out, whoever you are.
Arghh!
Wait till Merlock sees this.
He will be so grateful.
Ah! I can see my mountain of money now.
[Laughs]
Wait. Why give him the lamp?
Because the master wants it so badly.
But, you see, with the lamp,
you'll be the big cheese,
the hot falafel,
the most powerful person on earth.
Oh, great master.
Master? Master?
Master Dijon? Ooh!
I like it. I like it. I really like it.
Launchpad!
Get me out of here fast.
[Merlock crows]
- Dull party, eh, Mr McD?
- Go! Now!
[Growls]
[Growls]
[Crows]
Don't plan on landing. I don't have time
for any more disasters.
Bah!
- Good morning, Scrooge, sir.
- What's going on?
At the urging of my genie,
I have decided to seek my fortune.
I never thought he'd wish for
your fortune, Mr McDuck, I swear.
The lamp?
[Sniffs]
- Gravy?
- That's right.
- I get the loot, you get the boot.
- [Buzzer]
You can't do this. Put me down.
I'm your boss, not that bum.
Take him downtown.
You can forget about
this year's Christmas bonus.
Whose name do you think
is on this... building?
Dijon? It really is his.
[Siren]
[Distant thunder]
[Thunder]
Wiped out with a wish.
If I ever get my money back,
I promise I'll never make
another wish for myself again.
[Cell door clanks]
There's someone to see you, Mr McDuck.
Lads! Webby!
Uncle Scrooge!
Uncle Scrooge.
Oh, sir, good to see you.
[Cries] Mr McDuck, I'm so sorry.
There, there, Mr Beakley. I know.
- We all chipped in to set bail.
- We even emptied our banks.
Don't worry. I'll pay you all back
with cash at the mansion.
- The mansion?
- He hasn't heard.
- Heard what?
- [Cries] Oh, Mr McDuck, I'm so sorry.
Dijon has everything -
the mansion, the factories.
Even your spat collection, sir.
- [Cries] Oh, Mr McDuck!
- [Scrooge chokes]
Our home. Our beautiful home.
There, there. I know, ma'am. I know.
First my Money Bin, now this.
Well, at least we have each other.
Think of poor Genie.
If only there was a way
to sneak in and get back the lamp.
But there's so many alarms.
Aye. Hundreds.
And 14,657 ways
to trigger them.
And you know each and every one,
don't you, Uncle Scrooge?
Aye.
[Louie]
And maybe the way to shut 'em off?
Ha... Aye.
Come, lads. Something tells me
we should plan a full-scale invasion.
[Scrooge laughs]
[Sniffs] Delicious.
Delicious. Good golly, everything smells
more delicious when you're rich.
- [Sniffs] Even me.
- Shouldn't we be bird-watching?
Don't worry about Merlock.
He would not dare to confront
the great and powerful Dijon.
Anyway, I don't think
he knows about me yet.
[Merlock crows]
I've got the Bin at 12 o'clock high,
Mr McD. Give or take 10 minutes.
Snuggy enough, sir?
All right, lads. Operation Lift the Lamp
is about to commence.
Roger, Uncle Scrooge. Over and out.
See anyone coming,
Commander Beakley?
- I don't think so.
- Then wish us luck.
[Strains]
[Huey] This is it.
Shh!
C... A... S... H.
- [alarm beeps]
- [cash register ping]
Remember, only step on the white tiles.
Ooph!
- I'm on the roof.
- And we're inside.
Good. All you have to do
is break into the security room.
Don't worry. We're almost there.
[Strains] That's easy for you to say.
Keep going, Webby.
If you can't get through, no one can.
- Ta-da!
- Attagirl!
- Hey, there's the alarm panel.
- [Swooshing]
I've got Uncle Scrooge's directions
to keep from getting zapped.
- Two steps up the middle.
- Arghh!
One step to the right,
three steps forward,
and... five steps...
Arghh! Uh-oh!
- You'd better get back here.
- Ooh! Ah!
[Zapping]
- Good thing you had your hairnet.
- [Groans]
- What are we gonna do?
- Use our marbles.
Marbles.
[Fizzes]
You don't have to worry about any alarms,
Uncle Scrooge.
[Scrooge] Good work, lads. I'm going in.
[Strains]
Huh?
[Laughs]
[Growls]
[Birds tweet]
[Strains]
Ah-ha!
[Lift motor starts]
[Crunching]
[Strains]
Urghh!
Genie, I've decided on my first
important act as a rich man.
I shall plan a vacation. I wonder
which country I shall be visiting first.
Yow!
[Whimpers]
Are you sure it's safe to travel, master?
Merlock could be close.
Do not worry, Genie, I have planned
to take a small army of bodyguards.
[Growls]
Whoever said that money
can't buy peace of mind
must have had the brains
of a garbanzo bean.
- [Wails]
- Oh, no!
Give that back, you dirty... Whoo!
Please, Merlock.
No wishes. I can't take 'em.
Relax. It's going to be
like old times again.
- [Genie wails]
- Come on. We gotta help.
My talisman now gives me
unlimited wishes, Scrooge.
Huh?
Huh? Er...
- And where are you going?
- Just outside, master.
You and Genie
have so much to catch up on,
I thought you might be wanting
a few minutes alone.
- I know I would.
- Genie.
I wish you would turn this
disloyal swine into something fitting.
- [Dijon whimpers]
- Just like old times all right.
- [Dijon squeals]
- [Laughs]
And now, Genie, I wish
you would transform this mundane Bin
into a fortress more worthy
of its new owner.
Remember our magnificent old home?
Oh, yeah. Casa de Coo-coo.
[Tinkling]
[Rumbling]
Ah! My money!
[Alarm blares]
- Come on!
- Wait for me.
[All scream]
[Webby screams]
[Screams]
Help! Help!
Here, Webby, hold on!
[Webby screams]
Oh, my heavens!
Ahhh...
[laughs evilly]
I'm so sorry, Mr McDuck.
And now, Genie,
I wish to return home in my new home.
Will you never stop?
[Rumbling]
[Chatter]
[Groans]
[Screams]
This cannot be happening.
You maniac. Return the Bin before
I stuff that lamp down your throat.
- Bad move.
- You threaten me?
- [All gasp]
- Please, Merlock. He's had a lousy day.
Maybe a hot bath
and a warm glass of milk...
Silence. I wish you would
cast him out of my house.
No! No!
- I can't.
- Do it.
[Tinkling] I have no choice.
I... I understand.
[Wind howls]
[Shrieks]
[Strains]
[Merlock laughs]
- Good shot.
- Get it, guys!
Uncle Scrooge!
[Screams]
- [All gasp]
- I'll be back for you.
No! No!
[Genie screams]
No!
[Screams]
[Gulps]
[Laughs]
Laugh at me, will you?
I'll show you.
Give that back, you flea-bitten buzzard!
My talisman!
This time you have to make a wish.
Aye. I wish me and my family and my Bin
were back in Duckburg.
Right now.
[Explosion]
[Yelps]
- Good wishing.
- [All gasp]
- Wow!
- Duckburg never looked so good.
Aye,
but it cannot beat my view, laddies.
Has any heather
ever looked more heavenly?
[Laughs]
[Snorts]
And you still have the lamp,
Uncle Scrooge.
Aye. And one more wish to go.
You sound like you know what it is.
I'm going to stop all this magic.
Even if I have to wish for the lamp
to be buried in the centre of the earth.
- What?
- No! You can't.
- Oh, no!
- But Genie'll be gone for ever.
Yeah, aren't we overreacting?
We could er... hide him in the vault.
Yeah, and we'll dress him up like a boy
and keep him in our room.
Just like before.
Genie, get ready to grant my last wish.
And yours too.
- What do you mean?
- Huh?
I wish the genie
would turn into a real boy.
Shabooey!
I'm a boy.
I'm a real boy.
[Chattering]
Now I can do
all the things real boys do.
Run through fields,
play catch, roll over.
Wait. That's a dog.
Er... Uncle Scrooge.
What about the lamp, huh?
Look. Without the genie,
it's wasting away.
[Grunts]
[Squeals] Huh?
Oomph!
How can I ever thank you, master?
I'm not your master any more.
That's right.
Can I call you Uncle Scrooge?
You're a sweet kid.
But don't press your luck.
So, what do you wanna do
on your first day as a boy?
Let me put it this way -
[mimics gangster]
You'll never catch me, coppers. [laughs]
Oh, boy, oh, boy! I'm gonna getcha!
Are you coming with us, Uncle Scrooge?
You go ahead, Webby, dear.
We quadzillionaires
have our own ideas of fun.
Arghh!
- You!
- Scrooge, sir. Oh, good golly,
What a time we have been having.
Yes. I was just now leaving. Goodbye.
- But it's only some loose change.
- I'll change your face, you thief!
[Yelps]
Somebody stop those pants.
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