Chip 'n' Dale Rescue Rangers (1988–1990): Season 2, Episode 36 - Mind Your Cheese and Q's - full transcript
Monterey Jack's uncontrollable desire for cheese endangers Gadget's life.
♪♪
(THUNDER CRASHING)
(POLICE SIRENS WAILING)
♪ Sometimes some crimes
♪ Go slippin'
through the cracks
♪ But these two gumshoes
♪ Are pickin' up the slack
♪ There's no case too big,
no case too small
♪ When you need help,
just call
♪ Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'n Dale's
♪ Rescue Rangers
♪ Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'n Dale
♪ When there's danger
♪ No, no, it never fails
♪ 'Cause once
they're involved
♪ Somehow whatever's wrong
gets solved
♪ Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'n Dale
♪ Rescue Rangers
♪ Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'n Dale
♪ When there's danger
♪ No, no, it never fails
♪ They'll take the clues
♪ And find the wheres
and whys and whos
♪ Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'n Dale
♪ Rescue Rangers
♪ Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'n Dale
♪ When there's danger
♪ Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'n Dale ♪
(TAPPING)
(EXCLAIMS)
Hey, yo, we got company.
Let's nail these numskulls!
Hey, watch it, Chip!
(SCREAMING)
Right,
that'll be enough of that.
MONTEREY: Get this
blinkin' thing off!
If we don't get
past these guys,
the boss is gonna
get really angry,
you know.
Chill out.
I got a bead on him.
DALE: Any other
bright ideas?
I'm thinking!
I'm thinking!
Okay, Muscles, squash 'em!
Yo, absolutely.
(ALL GASPING)
No worries, mates.
You can depend on Monterey.
One order of pest pancakes
comin' right up!
(GRUNTING)
(ALL GASPING)
(EXCLAIMING)
Ah!
Jeez, Muscles, he's
even stronger than you.
Whoa! Let's get out of here,
you know.
Time to teach these slugs
some table m-manners.
(CHUCKLING)
Time to clean up
the garbage.
(SCREAMING)
(EXCLAIMS)
Let's get out of here!
Yo, this is gonna hurt.
MUSCLES: Yo,
get me out of here! Ow!
Wowie-zowie!
A clean sweep!
Uh, we've got a problem.
DALE: Monty!
What's happened to him?
CHIP: I don't know.
A cheese attack?
It's not cheese.
It some kind of perfume?
-GADGET: Look, Monty.
-DALE: A real treat.
You favorite, jack cheese.
No thanks, mates.
I'm not real hungry.
(ALL GASPING)
(SIGHING) This was years ago,
before I hooked up
with the Rangers.
MONTEREY: I was tourin'
the cheese regions
of Europe,
so I stopped in Paris,
where I heard
somebody was using
cardboard and shavin' cream
to make
counterfeit cheesecakes.
A crime against cheese lovers
everywhere, it was.
So I made it my
job to stop them.
I was holdin' me own
until a door opened.
Then I saw her,
Desiree D'Allure.
She was young.
She was beautiful.
And she was in trouble.
(SNIFFING)
It was love at first sniff.
Before I knew it,
I was in over me head.
Finally,
I was able to win her hand.
The big day arrived.
I was goin' to the chapel,
happy as can be,
when I was seduced
by me first love.
Cheese!
Hours later I came to.
But I was too late.
That's the last I saw her.
Still, every time I
smell that perfume,
I fall in love
all over again.
I just have to
face the facts.
I'll never see her again.
Oh, Monty, that's not true.
It could happen.
Yeah, you never know
when opportunity'll knock.
-(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
-See?
-(EXCLAIMS)
-Monsy!
It's for you.
Desiree?
(STAMMERING)
Um, everybody, uh,
permit me to introduce
Desiree D'Allure.
(SOBBING)
Monsy, thank goodness
you are all right.
After that horrible fight
at the antique store,
I thought...
What? How do you know
about the antique store?
Well, um, because I was there.
So it was your
perfume I smelled.
And why were you there?
Because...
Because I am part of the gang
you were fighting.
Desiree!
I am so ashamed.
But when I saw you again,
so handsome, so heroic,
I realized what a fool I was
to go off with
Erol.
MONTEREY: I knew it!
That mug made you
become a criminal.
I told him I was
quitting the gang.
He threatened me.
(GASPING) He's
really rotten.
Yeah, just like her story.
He doesn't believe me.
No one believes me.
(SOBBING)
I believe you.
See here, Chip,
you're upsettin' the lady.
Please, give me the chance
to prove I am
telling the truth.
How?
Erol is planning
another robbery.
I will tell you
everything I know.
Bonzer idea, Des.
You'll see, Chipper.
This'll work out great.
MONTEREY: You're stayin' here?
Desiree:
For the time being.
No offense, love,
but you really deserve
a nicer place than this.
Well, perhaps we can find
a new place together.
(STAMMERING)
Well, uh...
Au revoir, mon cheri.
Pleasant dreams.
DESIREE: He's gone.
EROL: Did he fall for it?
Like a ton of brick cheese.
Yeah. Nice goin', Desiree.
(ALL LAUGHING)
You're sure
this is the place?
DESIREE: Any second,
I promise, they will come out
of that clock store.
Well, when and if they do,
we'll drop the net on 'em.
Ready, roger wilco.
Look!
MONTEREY: See?
Just like Desiree said.
Fire!
Sheesh! You'd think
they'd at least aim
a little better.
Please, don't hurt us!
Yeah, honest, we give up!
Hey, that was easy.
Nah, after our last dustup,
they just must've figured
we're too hot for 'em.
Speakin' of hot.
Holy moly! Molten tar!
We're gonna get swamped!
Desiree! Where's Desiree?
Forget about her.
Now the engine won't start.
W-Will this help?
Bye.
(COUGHING)
We're going under!
(COUGHING) Zipper, quick!
Hang on!
(ALL SCREAMING)
Yipe!
-Get 'em!
-You can count on me.
Not if I can help it.
Oh, help, Monsy!
Desiree!
Are you hurt, Des?
I am not sure.
This branch caught me.
You let them get away.
But Desiree needed me.
Awful convenient
that she kept you busy
just long enough
for those crooks to escape.
This whole thing was a setup
and she's a phony.
Oh, Monsy!
Now, look here, Chip,
I demand an apology!
CHIP: An apology?
I'm not the one who
deserted his duty.
We can't depend on you
for anything.
Is that so?
All right,
if that's the way
you feel about me,
I quit!
Well, you sure
handled that right.
(PIANO MUSIC PLAYING)
Oh, mon cheri,
it is like
the old days in Paris.
Another French fry,
s'il vous plait.
Just you and me.
No worries,
no responsibilities.
No friends.
Well, aren't we cheery?
Can't help it, Des.
They was the best
mates I ever had.
Before the Rescue Rangers,
I just bounced
from port to port
lookin' for
the next piece of cheese.
That is not
the Monsy I knew.
My Monterey Jack fought
impossible odds to rescue me.
In fact, I would say
the Rescue Rangers need you
more than you need them.
-But you have to
make them see that.
-How?
Well,
Erol was planning another,
how you say, heist.
I got you.
If I catch that
stooge single-handed,
the Rangers'll
welcome me back
with open arms.
Des, you're a genius.
DESIREE: But of course.
(ALL LAUGHING)
(CRICKETS CHIRPING)
MONTEREY: I don't know, Des.
Breakin' into art museums
isn't the way we
usually nab crooks.
Trust me.
We've got to catch Erol
with the red hands.
If you say so.
Careful of
the fan there, Desiree.
It could slice
you to ribbons.
I'll have it
fixed in half a sec.
(LOUD CLANKING)
Just count on old Monty.
(SCREAMING)
(THUDDING)
How clever.
I would have never thought
of doing it that way.
Just sharin' the b-benefit
of my experience, Des.
(SOBBING)
Come on, guys, brighten up.
Where's the old
Ranger spirit?
You're a detective.
You figure it out.
Hey, Monty walked out
on us, remember?
He wouldn't have
if you hadn't
opened your big mouth.
I just didn't trust
that Desiree D'Allure.
That's his business.
Don't be so nosy.
CHIP: We should be
looking for clues.
(SQUEAKING)
What is it, Zipper?
(GASPING)
It's dandruff.
No, it's sawdust.
Golly, that's where Desiree
put her purse down.
And she was staying
down by the river.
The river! Sawdust!
BOTH: The lumber mill!
Let's get going.
Well,
it could've been dandruff.
MONTEREY: A rosewood chair?
What's a pack of
thugs want with that?
Are they missin' a piece
of a dinette set?
Erol is working
for a wealthy Canadian beaver
with a taste for
expensive wood.
They're goin' to
all this trouble
just for beaver snacks?
When the price
is right, Monty,
it is no trouble at all.
Laser beam sensors.
Can you take care of them?
I suppose I can.
It'll take a smidge
of calculatin', though.
Old Monterey
can use his brain
when he needs to.
(YAWNING)
Naturellement.
That looks about right.
But, Des, why do
you wanna clear a path
to the very thing
we're trying to protect?
So it's easier to swipe,
you jerk.
Run for cover, Desiree.
I'll take care
of the riffraff.
They won't know
what hit 'em.
(MUMBLING)
Sorry, Monsy,
seven years' bad luck,
for you.
(HAMMER TAPPING)
Oh, I feel like I'm holdin'
a mongoose convention
in me head.
Could you keep
the racket down?
Hey, boys,
let's be more considerate.
We woke up Monsy.
ALL: (SARCASTICALLY) Aw!
(ALL LAUGHING)
Oh, Monsy, perhaps
you would like
a pair of earmuffs.
Des! Great, you're free.
Untie me while
those blokes are busy.
(SCOFFING) He wants me
to untie him.
Des, quiet! What are you...
Not likely.
But we do
appreciate your helping us
break into the museum.
Yeah, couldn't have done it
without yous, pal.
You scrawny scallywag,
you're the one who
led Desiree astray.
Oh, come on,
get with the program, pally.
Monsy,
I never worked for Erol.
He works for me.
EROL: You see,
when you Rescue Clowns
fed our friend Muscles
to the street sweeper,
we had a little problem.
The gang needed
a new strong man
to help us finish
our client's shopping list.
And I fit the bill.
Mais oui.
Now the chair
gets shipped north
while Erol and
I will jet south
for a tropical vacation.
Whatever you do to me,
the other Rangers
will see that you pay.
The Rangers? Oh!
EROL: You mean, uh, them?
(EROL LAUGHING)
(ALL LAUGHING)
I would ask you
to join the gang, Monsy,
but you have
always had this problem.
You are too,
how do you say, honest.
Au revoir, mon cheri.
(EROL LAUGHING)
(GASPS)
Don't make a to-do, mates.
Guess Monterey Jack's
gonna get whittled down
like a walkin' stick.
(MUFFLED SCREAMING)
Chip was right.
Desiree was just
playin' me for a fool.
So Desiree tricked you.
So what?
You gonna let her
get away with it?
You're a Rescue Ranger!
I'm not
a Rescue Ranger anymore.
You can't depend on me.
Start kicking.
We gotta get
this thing swinging.
Come on, Dale,
he knows what he's doing.
You crazy dingoes!
Get off of there! Jump!
Who's depending on you
now, Monterey?
But you...
(GRUNTING)
Hope that's enough.
ALL: Monterey!
(LEVER CLANKING)
-CHIP: You're okay!
-GADGET: Monty's okay!
Of course, I'm all right.
I'm a Rescue Ranger,
aren't I?
You sure are.
But it was a bit
of a close shave.
ALL: Rescue Rangers, away!
ANNOUNCER ON P.A.:
Flight 301 for Orlando
now boarding at Terminal 9.
Flight 212 to Nova Scotia
will begin
boarding in five minutes.
Yep, right on schedule.
In a few hours,
we'll be up to our necks
in grass skirts and coconuts.
Oui, mon cheri.
Just you, me and...
(GASPING) Monterey Jack?
No!
Th-Th-That--
That guy should be mincemeat!
There they are, Gadget.
Give her the gun!
(TIRES SQUEALING)
DALE: They're getting away!
CHIP: You have to get us
up there, Gadget.
Great. I could try out
the new ejection seats.
ALL: Ejection seats?
(ALL SCREAMING)
Get up here, Erol.
You'll miss our plane.
CHIP: Oh, no need
to hurry, Erol.
Yeah, you don't
need a plane to fly.
Bon voyage, Erol.
Desiree!
Uh-oh.
(SNARLING)
(EROL SCREAMING)
There she goes.
Crikey! We're gonna lose her.
Not it we borrow one
of Gadget's tricks.
(SIGHING) Too bad
you will not be
joining me, Erol.
On the other hand,
you were becoming
a bit of a bore.
Ready? Hold it. Fire!
I'm sure I can
find another man
soon enough.
(GROANING)
Couldn't get enough of me,
eh, Monsy?
I'm not lettin' you
get away with this.
Oh, there you go again
with that honesty.
(SNEEZING)
Hang it all!
She's gettin' away.
If you are ever
in Tahiti, Monty,
look me up.
Until then,
we'll always have Paris.
(LAUGHING)
Wait a minute.
This is the shippin' label
to that Canadian beaver.
Jump in, Monty.
We can still stop her.
Nah, don't bother.
-ALL: Huh?
-That antique
chair won't be goin'
anywhere without
a shippin' label.
And right now
Zipper's seeing to it
that Desiree
gets a one-way trip
to the frozen north.
CHIP: So when her
beaver boss finds her
-(DALE LAUGHING)
-in the box
instead of his chair...
...she'll be in
for one very cold reception.
PILOT ON RADIO: Roger, tower.
This is Frozen
Country Airlines,
Flight 212, eh.
Cleared for take-off.
Case closed and
back to normal.
From now on I'm
not gonna let anyone
or anything turn
my head around.
What's with him?
The next flight
out must be serving
macaroni and...
MONTEREY: Cheese!
(THUNDER CRASHING)
(POLICE SIRENS WAILING)
♪ Sometimes some crimes
♪ Go slippin'
through the cracks
♪ But these two gumshoes
♪ Are pickin' up the slack
♪ There's no case too big,
no case too small
♪ When you need help,
just call
♪ Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'n Dale's
♪ Rescue Rangers
♪ Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'n Dale
♪ When there's danger
♪ No, no, it never fails
♪ 'Cause once
they're involved
♪ Somehow whatever's wrong
gets solved
♪ Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'n Dale
♪ Rescue Rangers
♪ Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'n Dale
♪ When there's danger
♪ No, no, it never fails
♪ They'll take the clues
♪ And find the wheres
and whys and whos
♪ Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'n Dale
♪ Rescue Rangers
♪ Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'n Dale
♪ When there's danger
♪ Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'n Dale ♪
(TAPPING)
(EXCLAIMS)
Hey, yo, we got company.
Let's nail these numskulls!
Hey, watch it, Chip!
(SCREAMING)
Right,
that'll be enough of that.
MONTEREY: Get this
blinkin' thing off!
If we don't get
past these guys,
the boss is gonna
get really angry,
you know.
Chill out.
I got a bead on him.
DALE: Any other
bright ideas?
I'm thinking!
I'm thinking!
Okay, Muscles, squash 'em!
Yo, absolutely.
(ALL GASPING)
No worries, mates.
You can depend on Monterey.
One order of pest pancakes
comin' right up!
(GRUNTING)
(ALL GASPING)
(EXCLAIMING)
Ah!
Jeez, Muscles, he's
even stronger than you.
Whoa! Let's get out of here,
you know.
Time to teach these slugs
some table m-manners.
(CHUCKLING)
Time to clean up
the garbage.
(SCREAMING)
(EXCLAIMS)
Let's get out of here!
Yo, this is gonna hurt.
MUSCLES: Yo,
get me out of here! Ow!
Wowie-zowie!
A clean sweep!
Uh, we've got a problem.
DALE: Monty!
What's happened to him?
CHIP: I don't know.
A cheese attack?
It's not cheese.
It some kind of perfume?
-GADGET: Look, Monty.
-DALE: A real treat.
You favorite, jack cheese.
No thanks, mates.
I'm not real hungry.
(ALL GASPING)
(SIGHING) This was years ago,
before I hooked up
with the Rangers.
MONTEREY: I was tourin'
the cheese regions
of Europe,
so I stopped in Paris,
where I heard
somebody was using
cardboard and shavin' cream
to make
counterfeit cheesecakes.
A crime against cheese lovers
everywhere, it was.
So I made it my
job to stop them.
I was holdin' me own
until a door opened.
Then I saw her,
Desiree D'Allure.
She was young.
She was beautiful.
And she was in trouble.
(SNIFFING)
It was love at first sniff.
Before I knew it,
I was in over me head.
Finally,
I was able to win her hand.
The big day arrived.
I was goin' to the chapel,
happy as can be,
when I was seduced
by me first love.
Cheese!
Hours later I came to.
But I was too late.
That's the last I saw her.
Still, every time I
smell that perfume,
I fall in love
all over again.
I just have to
face the facts.
I'll never see her again.
Oh, Monty, that's not true.
It could happen.
Yeah, you never know
when opportunity'll knock.
-(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
-See?
-(EXCLAIMS)
-Monsy!
It's for you.
Desiree?
(STAMMERING)
Um, everybody, uh,
permit me to introduce
Desiree D'Allure.
(SOBBING)
Monsy, thank goodness
you are all right.
After that horrible fight
at the antique store,
I thought...
What? How do you know
about the antique store?
Well, um, because I was there.
So it was your
perfume I smelled.
And why were you there?
Because...
Because I am part of the gang
you were fighting.
Desiree!
I am so ashamed.
But when I saw you again,
so handsome, so heroic,
I realized what a fool I was
to go off with
Erol.
MONTEREY: I knew it!
That mug made you
become a criminal.
I told him I was
quitting the gang.
He threatened me.
(GASPING) He's
really rotten.
Yeah, just like her story.
He doesn't believe me.
No one believes me.
(SOBBING)
I believe you.
See here, Chip,
you're upsettin' the lady.
Please, give me the chance
to prove I am
telling the truth.
How?
Erol is planning
another robbery.
I will tell you
everything I know.
Bonzer idea, Des.
You'll see, Chipper.
This'll work out great.
MONTEREY: You're stayin' here?
Desiree:
For the time being.
No offense, love,
but you really deserve
a nicer place than this.
Well, perhaps we can find
a new place together.
(STAMMERING)
Well, uh...
Au revoir, mon cheri.
Pleasant dreams.
DESIREE: He's gone.
EROL: Did he fall for it?
Like a ton of brick cheese.
Yeah. Nice goin', Desiree.
(ALL LAUGHING)
You're sure
this is the place?
DESIREE: Any second,
I promise, they will come out
of that clock store.
Well, when and if they do,
we'll drop the net on 'em.
Ready, roger wilco.
Look!
MONTEREY: See?
Just like Desiree said.
Fire!
Sheesh! You'd think
they'd at least aim
a little better.
Please, don't hurt us!
Yeah, honest, we give up!
Hey, that was easy.
Nah, after our last dustup,
they just must've figured
we're too hot for 'em.
Speakin' of hot.
Holy moly! Molten tar!
We're gonna get swamped!
Desiree! Where's Desiree?
Forget about her.
Now the engine won't start.
W-Will this help?
Bye.
(COUGHING)
We're going under!
(COUGHING) Zipper, quick!
Hang on!
(ALL SCREAMING)
Yipe!
-Get 'em!
-You can count on me.
Not if I can help it.
Oh, help, Monsy!
Desiree!
Are you hurt, Des?
I am not sure.
This branch caught me.
You let them get away.
But Desiree needed me.
Awful convenient
that she kept you busy
just long enough
for those crooks to escape.
This whole thing was a setup
and she's a phony.
Oh, Monsy!
Now, look here, Chip,
I demand an apology!
CHIP: An apology?
I'm not the one who
deserted his duty.
We can't depend on you
for anything.
Is that so?
All right,
if that's the way
you feel about me,
I quit!
Well, you sure
handled that right.
(PIANO MUSIC PLAYING)
Oh, mon cheri,
it is like
the old days in Paris.
Another French fry,
s'il vous plait.
Just you and me.
No worries,
no responsibilities.
No friends.
Well, aren't we cheery?
Can't help it, Des.
They was the best
mates I ever had.
Before the Rescue Rangers,
I just bounced
from port to port
lookin' for
the next piece of cheese.
That is not
the Monsy I knew.
My Monterey Jack fought
impossible odds to rescue me.
In fact, I would say
the Rescue Rangers need you
more than you need them.
-But you have to
make them see that.
-How?
Well,
Erol was planning another,
how you say, heist.
I got you.
If I catch that
stooge single-handed,
the Rangers'll
welcome me back
with open arms.
Des, you're a genius.
DESIREE: But of course.
(ALL LAUGHING)
(CRICKETS CHIRPING)
MONTEREY: I don't know, Des.
Breakin' into art museums
isn't the way we
usually nab crooks.
Trust me.
We've got to catch Erol
with the red hands.
If you say so.
Careful of
the fan there, Desiree.
It could slice
you to ribbons.
I'll have it
fixed in half a sec.
(LOUD CLANKING)
Just count on old Monty.
(SCREAMING)
(THUDDING)
How clever.
I would have never thought
of doing it that way.
Just sharin' the b-benefit
of my experience, Des.
(SOBBING)
Come on, guys, brighten up.
Where's the old
Ranger spirit?
You're a detective.
You figure it out.
Hey, Monty walked out
on us, remember?
He wouldn't have
if you hadn't
opened your big mouth.
I just didn't trust
that Desiree D'Allure.
That's his business.
Don't be so nosy.
CHIP: We should be
looking for clues.
(SQUEAKING)
What is it, Zipper?
(GASPING)
It's dandruff.
No, it's sawdust.
Golly, that's where Desiree
put her purse down.
And she was staying
down by the river.
The river! Sawdust!
BOTH: The lumber mill!
Let's get going.
Well,
it could've been dandruff.
MONTEREY: A rosewood chair?
What's a pack of
thugs want with that?
Are they missin' a piece
of a dinette set?
Erol is working
for a wealthy Canadian beaver
with a taste for
expensive wood.
They're goin' to
all this trouble
just for beaver snacks?
When the price
is right, Monty,
it is no trouble at all.
Laser beam sensors.
Can you take care of them?
I suppose I can.
It'll take a smidge
of calculatin', though.
Old Monterey
can use his brain
when he needs to.
(YAWNING)
Naturellement.
That looks about right.
But, Des, why do
you wanna clear a path
to the very thing
we're trying to protect?
So it's easier to swipe,
you jerk.
Run for cover, Desiree.
I'll take care
of the riffraff.
They won't know
what hit 'em.
(MUMBLING)
Sorry, Monsy,
seven years' bad luck,
for you.
(HAMMER TAPPING)
Oh, I feel like I'm holdin'
a mongoose convention
in me head.
Could you keep
the racket down?
Hey, boys,
let's be more considerate.
We woke up Monsy.
ALL: (SARCASTICALLY) Aw!
(ALL LAUGHING)
Oh, Monsy, perhaps
you would like
a pair of earmuffs.
Des! Great, you're free.
Untie me while
those blokes are busy.
(SCOFFING) He wants me
to untie him.
Des, quiet! What are you...
Not likely.
But we do
appreciate your helping us
break into the museum.
Yeah, couldn't have done it
without yous, pal.
You scrawny scallywag,
you're the one who
led Desiree astray.
Oh, come on,
get with the program, pally.
Monsy,
I never worked for Erol.
He works for me.
EROL: You see,
when you Rescue Clowns
fed our friend Muscles
to the street sweeper,
we had a little problem.
The gang needed
a new strong man
to help us finish
our client's shopping list.
And I fit the bill.
Mais oui.
Now the chair
gets shipped north
while Erol and
I will jet south
for a tropical vacation.
Whatever you do to me,
the other Rangers
will see that you pay.
The Rangers? Oh!
EROL: You mean, uh, them?
(EROL LAUGHING)
(ALL LAUGHING)
I would ask you
to join the gang, Monsy,
but you have
always had this problem.
You are too,
how do you say, honest.
Au revoir, mon cheri.
(EROL LAUGHING)
(GASPS)
Don't make a to-do, mates.
Guess Monterey Jack's
gonna get whittled down
like a walkin' stick.
(MUFFLED SCREAMING)
Chip was right.
Desiree was just
playin' me for a fool.
So Desiree tricked you.
So what?
You gonna let her
get away with it?
You're a Rescue Ranger!
I'm not
a Rescue Ranger anymore.
You can't depend on me.
Start kicking.
We gotta get
this thing swinging.
Come on, Dale,
he knows what he's doing.
You crazy dingoes!
Get off of there! Jump!
Who's depending on you
now, Monterey?
But you...
(GRUNTING)
Hope that's enough.
ALL: Monterey!
(LEVER CLANKING)
-CHIP: You're okay!
-GADGET: Monty's okay!
Of course, I'm all right.
I'm a Rescue Ranger,
aren't I?
You sure are.
But it was a bit
of a close shave.
ALL: Rescue Rangers, away!
ANNOUNCER ON P.A.:
Flight 301 for Orlando
now boarding at Terminal 9.
Flight 212 to Nova Scotia
will begin
boarding in five minutes.
Yep, right on schedule.
In a few hours,
we'll be up to our necks
in grass skirts and coconuts.
Oui, mon cheri.
Just you, me and...
(GASPING) Monterey Jack?
No!
Th-Th-That--
That guy should be mincemeat!
There they are, Gadget.
Give her the gun!
(TIRES SQUEALING)
DALE: They're getting away!
CHIP: You have to get us
up there, Gadget.
Great. I could try out
the new ejection seats.
ALL: Ejection seats?
(ALL SCREAMING)
Get up here, Erol.
You'll miss our plane.
CHIP: Oh, no need
to hurry, Erol.
Yeah, you don't
need a plane to fly.
Bon voyage, Erol.
Desiree!
Uh-oh.
(SNARLING)
(EROL SCREAMING)
There she goes.
Crikey! We're gonna lose her.
Not it we borrow one
of Gadget's tricks.
(SIGHING) Too bad
you will not be
joining me, Erol.
On the other hand,
you were becoming
a bit of a bore.
Ready? Hold it. Fire!
I'm sure I can
find another man
soon enough.
(GROANING)
Couldn't get enough of me,
eh, Monsy?
I'm not lettin' you
get away with this.
Oh, there you go again
with that honesty.
(SNEEZING)
Hang it all!
She's gettin' away.
If you are ever
in Tahiti, Monty,
look me up.
Until then,
we'll always have Paris.
(LAUGHING)
Wait a minute.
This is the shippin' label
to that Canadian beaver.
Jump in, Monty.
We can still stop her.
Nah, don't bother.
-ALL: Huh?
-That antique
chair won't be goin'
anywhere without
a shippin' label.
And right now
Zipper's seeing to it
that Desiree
gets a one-way trip
to the frozen north.
CHIP: So when her
beaver boss finds her
-(DALE LAUGHING)
-in the box
instead of his chair...
...she'll be in
for one very cold reception.
PILOT ON RADIO: Roger, tower.
This is Frozen
Country Airlines,
Flight 212, eh.
Cleared for take-off.
Case closed and
back to normal.
From now on I'm
not gonna let anyone
or anything turn
my head around.
What's with him?
The next flight
out must be serving
macaroni and...
MONTEREY: Cheese!