Chip 'n' Dale Rescue Rangers (1988–1990): Season 2, Episode 37 - Out of Scale - full transcript
Chip and Dale are kidnapped by Moose and Rocco.
♪♪
(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
♪ 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 ♪
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
(VEHICLE APPROACHING)
That's not
a legal parking space.
(TIRES SQUEALING)
Car 53 reporting
suspicious activity
at the quad.
MAN ON RADIO: Pickup truck
parked on front lawn.
Uh, forget it, Ross.
Your shift was over
a half-hour ago.
(GULPING)
Besides,
what are they gonna do?
SPINELLI:
Steal a 400-ton statue
in a pickup truck? Ha!
10-4, Sarge.
(CHUCKLING)
Yeah. That's a good one.
(SNIFFING)
Cheese popcorn!
Monty, where are you?
(MONTEREY CHOMPING)
Ah!
Nothin' like a good breakfast
first thing in the mornin'.
GADGET: Monty, over here.
I need you to try out
a new invention for me.
Not today, Gadget, love.
I gotta...
Uh, I gotta...
Hey, there's that mouse.
I gotta get out of here.
(COMPUTER BEEPING)
How 'bout gettin' the boys
to help out?
Good idea.
Chip and Dale
should be finished
with the laundry about now.
DALE: Look what you
made me do.
CHIP: I did not.
You did it yourself.
-Did, too.
-Did not.
Who's gonna
clean up this mess?
You made it.
You clean it up.
-Oh, yeah?
-Oh, yeah.
(SPLUTTERING)
Why, you!
MONTEREY: Hey!
Are you two fightin' again?
Of course not.
We're just having
a spirited discussion.
What's come over
you two lately?
All you ever do is argue.
You are supposed to be
Rescue Rangers.
Besides, deep down,
you two are the best of mates
and you know it.
(BOTH SNARLING)
Oh, now, come on.
Shake hands
and make friendly-like.
Oh, all right.
That's more like it.
This is your fault.
Here we go again.
Excuse me.
Is this a formal fight?
You're all wearing tails.
Can't you see
we're busy?
Well, don't mind me.
I'll just make myself
at home.
The others will
be along shortly.
After all,
we need someplace to roost,
and this place is... Ouch!
These pinfeathers are
getting a little sharp.
What are you
talking about?
Yeah, what others?
The others who live
on my statue.
A guy on a horse,
about 30 feet high, 400 tons.
Last time I saw
a statue like that,
it was in front
of the armory.
That's the one.
It vanished overnight.
Vanished? Golly!
How could anyone steal
a 400-ton statue?
I don't know.
But it was our favorite
roosting spot.
So now we're
looking for new homes.
And frankly,
I like this place best
and I'll bet all my
friends will, too.
We'd better
check this out
right now.
Yeah, before it gets
any more crowded in here.
Hey, do you mind if I
check out the refrigerator
while you're gone?
Hey, I found your home.
It's your job to find mine.
Do you think you two
can keep from fighting
long enough for us
to find the statue?
Of course. When it comes
to helping the helpless...
Dale,
watch where you're going.
You watch
where you're standin'.
MONTEREY: I don't know
what's goin' to be harder,
findin' that statue
or keepin' these two
from exterminatin'
each other.
We got the statue, boss.
The machine worked perfectly.
When do we go after
the real loot?
Soon.
Duh, how soon, boss?
As soon as you've gotten me
a pair of squirrels.
Squirrels?
There's no money
in stealin' squirrels, boss.
I know that, you idiots.
They're for my daughter,
Buffy.
Duh, but, boss...
Buffy wants squirrels!
MOOSE: Um, say, Rocco,
is stealin' little animals
against the law?
Of course it is,
you uneducated lowlife.
Phew. Thank goodness.
For a minute there,
I was afraid
we was gonna
have to go straight.
There was lots of squirrels
in the verdant woods
surroundin' that statue
we nabbed.
Leave us repair there
posthaste.
MONTEREY: That's where
the statue used to be,
all right.
CHIP: I remember it.
It was General Fogarty
riding his horse.
What could have
happened to it?
Maybe the horse got tired
and ran away.
(GIGGLING)
If I hear one more
crack out of you,
I'm gonna give you...
-Chip!
-...a nice pat on the head.
Now, do you suppose
you two could
keep from fighting
long enough to
follow those footprints?
What footprints?
MONTEREY: The ones you're
standin' in, mates.
Okay, we'll see
where these lead.
The rest of you,
examine that square.
See if you can find out
how the statue was taken.
I'll betcha anything
that these tracks
belong to the crooks
who stole the statue.
No kidding.
Remember, now,
Gadget said no fighting.
Just make sure
you stay out of my way.
DALE: What happened
to the footprints?
We've lost track of them,
thanks to you.
-Me? What did I do?
-Nothing.
I said I wouldn't
fight with you,
so shut up so I can do it.
Now, those footprints
have gotta be
around here somewhere.
(GROANING)
Remember, no fighting.
Chip?
Hey, Chip, cut it out.
Cut what out?
This is no time for games.
What the heck
are you talking about?
Stop fooling around.
Who's fooling around?
You are.
Squirrels.
All you ever do is
get us into trouble.
DALE: Uh-oh.
What did I tell you?
Intelligent squirrels.
We're not squirrels.
We're chipmunks.
Come, Moose. Leave us take
our bounteous catch
to young Buffy
that she may
frolic and gambol
with her new pets.
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
I don't see how anyone
could get that statue
out of here.
Crikey! Tire tracks.
From a pickup truck,
I'd say.
But how could anyone carry
a statue that huge
in a pickup truck?
There's only one way
to find out.
Follow those tracks.
We'll have to come back
for Chip and Dale later.
Train's comin', Buffy.
(TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING)
A pair of squirrels
for your daughter's
pleasure, boss.
We're not squirrels.
We're chipmunks.
Excellent work, boys.
(GASPING)
Do you know who that man is?
It's Ignatz Ratskiwatski!
Not Ratso Ratskiwatski!
DALE: I've seen his picture
on the warning posters
at the police station.
Boys, as you know,
there's only one thing
I love more than robbin',
extortin' and terrorizin'
innocent people,
and that's indulgin'
the every whim
of my daughter.
So these two squirrels
are goin' to Buffy's room.
(GULPING)
I don't like
the sound of that.
CHIP: This is just great.
You get us lost,
you get us trapped,
and now we're in the hands
of the most notorious
mobster in town.
Well,
look on the bright side.
It can't get any worse.
Oh, Buffy.
Funsies from Daddy.
CHIP: Uh-oh.
Oh, Daddy,
they're so adorable.
Anything for my precious
little squidgel-dee-oogums.
(CHUCKLING)
I always wanted
two precious little squirrels
to call my very own.
Chipmunks.
My name's
Buffy Ratskiwatski,
and we're gonna
play and have fun
and be
the bestest friends forever.
MONTEREY: Faster, Gadget.
The rain's wipin' out
the trail.
I'm going as fast as I...
BOTH: Whoa!
GADGET: What the...
MONTEREY: The truck
carryin' the statue must have
hit that street lamp.
Let's check it out.
Now we're gonna play house.
You'll love my dollhouses.
They're just
the right size for you.
But first,
you need the right clothes.
Hey, stop!
What are you doing?
You'll be the daddy
who lives in my dollhouses
and you'll be the mommy.
Hey! Huh?
Now,
this is where you'll live.
Here's the kitchen
and here's the living room.
Now, you sit down
and read the paper
and you clean house.
Isn't this fun?
No.
Let us out of here.
You can't keep us
in this prison.
You know, for a prison,
this isn't so bad.
Kind of homey-like.
Well,
we're stuck here for now,
like it or lump it.
At least
the furniture isn't too lumpy.
Hey, quit messing up
my nice, clean floor.
Since when did you
get to be so bossy?
Since I got to
be the mommy.
Time to go downstairs
for breakfast.
(CHIP SCREAMING)
Oh, boy,
am I hungry!
-CHIP: What's to eat?
-Plastic food.
Isn't this fun?
But what's this?
Oh, no, an earthquake.
My good china!
Knock it off.
That was fun.
Hmm. What next?
I know.
Now, how am I gonna
clean up this mess?
I wish you were
this clean at home.
Have you forgotten
we're prisoners here?
BOTH: Uh-oh!
It's a rainstorm.
No, it's a hurricane.
Come out and play
in the rain.
No way.
Come out, come out,
wherever you are.
(BUFFY LAUGHING)
Just remember,
this is all your fault.
-Is not.
-Is, too.
Now, now.
Cute little squirrels
shouldn't fight.
-Chipmunks!
-Chipmunks!
Now we'll find
a new fun game to play.
Whoever was driving
that pickup truck
really hit this lamppost.
I'll say it did.
Hit it like a sack
of potatoes. Wham-o!
Not that I pay attention
to stuff like that.
Not me.
I mind my own business.
Even if they did look like
a couple of gangsters.
Did you see anything
in the truck?
Yeah,
like a 12-foot statue?
(SNIFFING)
Not a thing,
so far as I could see.
But then,
I don't go stickin' my nose
where it don't belong.
GADGET: Did they leave
anything behind?
Uh, no, not really.
Nothing you'd be
interested in.
Please,
it's important.
Well, now, when they was out
checkin' the damage,
I did nab this.
GADGET: A street map.
Please.
That's my home
you're referrin' to.
Maybe there's a clue.
(SQUEAKING)
GADGET: The City Art Museum
is circled in red.
Think that's where
they'll strike next?
If they haven't
struck already.
Come on,
let's find Chip and Dale.
Thanks for the help.
Sure. No skin off my nose.
Uh, you don't have
any spare trash,
do you?
Hey, now. Stop it.
L-Let me go.
This is gonna be fun.
See? We go round and round
and we go up and down.
(DALE GULPING)
And we go faster and faster.
Gee, Chip,
I'm sorry I got us
into this mess.
Forget it. You're an angel
compared to that
little monster.
And faster and
faster and faster.
Oh, the merry-go-round
broke down.
It's the missing statue.
But how could it be?
Okay, time for a new game,
and this one's
gonna be even funner.
(GULPING)
ROCCO: That shrinkin' gizmo
we stole from
Professor Nimnul
worked like a charm
on the statue.
Yes. But you fools
had to steal
Professor Nimnul
along with it.
(MUFFLED SCREAMING)
How dare you treat
a brilliant
scientific genius like...
Now, boys, don't make
any mistakes on this job.
I want the whole building.
We'll be back posthaste,
boss.
Yeah, but this time,
we'll try not
to hit the post.
(BOTH SCREAMING)
Whee! Here come
the world-famous
racing squirrels.
-Chipmunks!
-Chipmunks!
(BOTH SCREAMING)
BUFFY: Oh, no,
the train's coming.
Next time, I'm driving.
Come on.
We're getting out of here.
-How?
-We're taking the train.
Oh, for shame!
Trying to run away.
Bad, bad,
naughty squirrels.
Now we'll have to play
an extra-special game.
(GIGGLING)
ROCCO: This concoction
of the Professor's
better still work.
Wait, what if
there's people inside?
It's Monday.
Museums is closed on Monday.
Ain't you got no culture?
MONTEREY:
There's the pickup truck.
But what are
those two men doing
down there?
Ah. The world of the fine arts
at my fingertips.
Come, Moose,
leave us blow.
They've shrunk
the whole building
with some sort of ray gun.
MONTEREY:
Follow that pickup truck.
RATSO: Come on, Professor.
What other gadgets
you got cooked up?
(ECHOING) Um, I can't
think of any.
Well, you better think of any
or else I'm gonna...
ROCCO:
One shrunk-down art museum
for your pleasure, boss.
The city will pay plenty
when they get
my ransom demand.
And in the meantime...
Look, precious.
A new dollhouse
for my little oogie-woogums.
(GASPING)
(SCREAMING)
(LAUGHING) Isn't that sweet?
Look at that cute little game
she's playin'.
Now, you're the hero
flying to rescue
the damsel in distress.
-(TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING)
-Will he get there in time?
He'd better.
GADGET: That's where
the pickup went.
MONTEREY:
The museum must be in there.
Zipper, scout it out.
(SQUEAKING)
(CHIP SCREAMING)
(SQUEAKING)
(SCREAMING)
(SQUEAKING)
Chip and Dale?
In trouble?
(SQUEAKING) Uh-huh.
Ram it, Gadget.
What a clever girl.
Takes after my side
of the family.
Are these your mice?
No,
but I've always wanted mice.
Can I have them, Daddy?
Huh? Can I? Can I? Can I?
(CHIP SCREAMING)
Well, I--I don't know
if you should
have mice as pets.
We're nobody's pets, mate.
Hey.
BUFFY: My mice!
They're getting away!
Have you free in a jiff,
Dale, old mate.
Why, Dale,
what a lovely dress.
Oh, shut up.
BUFFY: Catch 'em, Daddy.
RATSO: Don't worry,
princess, I'll...
(THUDDING)
What about the museum?
What museum?
Remember that ray gun
Professor Nimnul used
to turn Zipper into a giant?
I think they're
using it in reverse
to shrink things down.
(SQUEAKING)
MONTEREY: There it is.
GADGET: Then we've gotta find
the Gigantico Gun.
It's our only hope of getting
the museum back
to normal size.
Hey, where did you go,
little friends?
Come out, come out.
Somebody's gonna have to
hold them off.
Leave that to us.
ALL: Rescue Rangers, away!
(LAUGHING)
Let's go, Zip.
I'm gonna exterminate
those stinkin' rodents.
No! They're mine
and I love them.
I was just having fun.
Try this for fun.
(CRYING)
These animals
don't play fair.
No squirrel makes a fool
out of Ratso Ratskiwatski.
CHIP: No, but chipmunks do.
-(BIRDS CHIRPING)
-Now Buffy's got birds.
MOOSE: Stop it.
CHIP: Not so fast.
(MUFFLED SCREAMING)
No sign of the gizmo
ray gun anywhere.
Gotta put on more speed.
(SNIFFING)
Ew! Limburger cheese.
It's a good thing
Monty isn't here.
He'd love it.
Uh-oh.
Better cut down speed.
Cheese!
They're in
yonder pantry, boss.
Now we got 'em.
Chee...
(GRUNTS)
The Gigantico Gun.
(GRUNTING)
Gotta get the gun.
Cheese!
(ALL COUGHING)
(GROANING) When I get my hands
on those rodents...
Now.
ROCCO: Why, it shoots!
(SPLUTTERING)
(BUZZING)
(SOBBING)
(GROANING)
Gotcha. And you, too.
You dirty rats.
I'm gonna crush you
with my bare hands.
-(BOTH GRUNTING)
-And when I'm done with you,
I'm gonna
get those squirrels, too.
-Chipmunks!
-Chipmunks!
Oh, no!
BUFFY: My dollhouses!
ROCCO: Leave us
get out of here, boss.
(RUMBLING)
I should never have broken
my cardinal rule.
No animals in the house!
Come, boss, leave us depart
before the cops get here.
CHIP: Think that'll get
the cops' attention?
Look.
(POLICE SIREN WAILING)
-DALE: We did it!
-CHIP: We sure did.
And I'm sure glad to see
you two've stopped squabblin'.
What? Why, we never fight,
do we, Chip?
Of course not.
We just don't
always see eye to eye.
NIMNUL:
No, they can't do this.
They can't use my invention
to create
devastation like this
without giving credit to me.
Honest, I had
nothing to do with this.
RATSO: I'm finished, you hear?
Finished.
No ransom,
my house destroyed,
(SOBBING) on my way to prison,
totally wiped out.
And why?
Because you had to
have some stinking pets.
Oh, yeah? What about me?
All my dollhouses
were wrecked,
and I want a new toy!
Ah, shut up!
Yes, very sharp. All right.
That's more like it.
MOOSE: I wish I could have
done it like...
ROCCO: Yeah.
(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
♪ 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 ♪
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
(VEHICLE APPROACHING)
That's not
a legal parking space.
(TIRES SQUEALING)
Car 53 reporting
suspicious activity
at the quad.
MAN ON RADIO: Pickup truck
parked on front lawn.
Uh, forget it, Ross.
Your shift was over
a half-hour ago.
(GULPING)
Besides,
what are they gonna do?
SPINELLI:
Steal a 400-ton statue
in a pickup truck? Ha!
10-4, Sarge.
(CHUCKLING)
Yeah. That's a good one.
(SNIFFING)
Cheese popcorn!
Monty, where are you?
(MONTEREY CHOMPING)
Ah!
Nothin' like a good breakfast
first thing in the mornin'.
GADGET: Monty, over here.
I need you to try out
a new invention for me.
Not today, Gadget, love.
I gotta...
Uh, I gotta...
Hey, there's that mouse.
I gotta get out of here.
(COMPUTER BEEPING)
How 'bout gettin' the boys
to help out?
Good idea.
Chip and Dale
should be finished
with the laundry about now.
DALE: Look what you
made me do.
CHIP: I did not.
You did it yourself.
-Did, too.
-Did not.
Who's gonna
clean up this mess?
You made it.
You clean it up.
-Oh, yeah?
-Oh, yeah.
(SPLUTTERING)
Why, you!
MONTEREY: Hey!
Are you two fightin' again?
Of course not.
We're just having
a spirited discussion.
What's come over
you two lately?
All you ever do is argue.
You are supposed to be
Rescue Rangers.
Besides, deep down,
you two are the best of mates
and you know it.
(BOTH SNARLING)
Oh, now, come on.
Shake hands
and make friendly-like.
Oh, all right.
That's more like it.
This is your fault.
Here we go again.
Excuse me.
Is this a formal fight?
You're all wearing tails.
Can't you see
we're busy?
Well, don't mind me.
I'll just make myself
at home.
The others will
be along shortly.
After all,
we need someplace to roost,
and this place is... Ouch!
These pinfeathers are
getting a little sharp.
What are you
talking about?
Yeah, what others?
The others who live
on my statue.
A guy on a horse,
about 30 feet high, 400 tons.
Last time I saw
a statue like that,
it was in front
of the armory.
That's the one.
It vanished overnight.
Vanished? Golly!
How could anyone steal
a 400-ton statue?
I don't know.
But it was our favorite
roosting spot.
So now we're
looking for new homes.
And frankly,
I like this place best
and I'll bet all my
friends will, too.
We'd better
check this out
right now.
Yeah, before it gets
any more crowded in here.
Hey, do you mind if I
check out the refrigerator
while you're gone?
Hey, I found your home.
It's your job to find mine.
Do you think you two
can keep from fighting
long enough for us
to find the statue?
Of course. When it comes
to helping the helpless...
Dale,
watch where you're going.
You watch
where you're standin'.
MONTEREY: I don't know
what's goin' to be harder,
findin' that statue
or keepin' these two
from exterminatin'
each other.
We got the statue, boss.
The machine worked perfectly.
When do we go after
the real loot?
Soon.
Duh, how soon, boss?
As soon as you've gotten me
a pair of squirrels.
Squirrels?
There's no money
in stealin' squirrels, boss.
I know that, you idiots.
They're for my daughter,
Buffy.
Duh, but, boss...
Buffy wants squirrels!
MOOSE: Um, say, Rocco,
is stealin' little animals
against the law?
Of course it is,
you uneducated lowlife.
Phew. Thank goodness.
For a minute there,
I was afraid
we was gonna
have to go straight.
There was lots of squirrels
in the verdant woods
surroundin' that statue
we nabbed.
Leave us repair there
posthaste.
MONTEREY: That's where
the statue used to be,
all right.
CHIP: I remember it.
It was General Fogarty
riding his horse.
What could have
happened to it?
Maybe the horse got tired
and ran away.
(GIGGLING)
If I hear one more
crack out of you,
I'm gonna give you...
-Chip!
-...a nice pat on the head.
Now, do you suppose
you two could
keep from fighting
long enough to
follow those footprints?
What footprints?
MONTEREY: The ones you're
standin' in, mates.
Okay, we'll see
where these lead.
The rest of you,
examine that square.
See if you can find out
how the statue was taken.
I'll betcha anything
that these tracks
belong to the crooks
who stole the statue.
No kidding.
Remember, now,
Gadget said no fighting.
Just make sure
you stay out of my way.
DALE: What happened
to the footprints?
We've lost track of them,
thanks to you.
-Me? What did I do?
-Nothing.
I said I wouldn't
fight with you,
so shut up so I can do it.
Now, those footprints
have gotta be
around here somewhere.
(GROANING)
Remember, no fighting.
Chip?
Hey, Chip, cut it out.
Cut what out?
This is no time for games.
What the heck
are you talking about?
Stop fooling around.
Who's fooling around?
You are.
Squirrels.
All you ever do is
get us into trouble.
DALE: Uh-oh.
What did I tell you?
Intelligent squirrels.
We're not squirrels.
We're chipmunks.
Come, Moose. Leave us take
our bounteous catch
to young Buffy
that she may
frolic and gambol
with her new pets.
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
I don't see how anyone
could get that statue
out of here.
Crikey! Tire tracks.
From a pickup truck,
I'd say.
But how could anyone carry
a statue that huge
in a pickup truck?
There's only one way
to find out.
Follow those tracks.
We'll have to come back
for Chip and Dale later.
Train's comin', Buffy.
(TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING)
A pair of squirrels
for your daughter's
pleasure, boss.
We're not squirrels.
We're chipmunks.
Excellent work, boys.
(GASPING)
Do you know who that man is?
It's Ignatz Ratskiwatski!
Not Ratso Ratskiwatski!
DALE: I've seen his picture
on the warning posters
at the police station.
Boys, as you know,
there's only one thing
I love more than robbin',
extortin' and terrorizin'
innocent people,
and that's indulgin'
the every whim
of my daughter.
So these two squirrels
are goin' to Buffy's room.
(GULPING)
I don't like
the sound of that.
CHIP: This is just great.
You get us lost,
you get us trapped,
and now we're in the hands
of the most notorious
mobster in town.
Well,
look on the bright side.
It can't get any worse.
Oh, Buffy.
Funsies from Daddy.
CHIP: Uh-oh.
Oh, Daddy,
they're so adorable.
Anything for my precious
little squidgel-dee-oogums.
(CHUCKLING)
I always wanted
two precious little squirrels
to call my very own.
Chipmunks.
My name's
Buffy Ratskiwatski,
and we're gonna
play and have fun
and be
the bestest friends forever.
MONTEREY: Faster, Gadget.
The rain's wipin' out
the trail.
I'm going as fast as I...
BOTH: Whoa!
GADGET: What the...
MONTEREY: The truck
carryin' the statue must have
hit that street lamp.
Let's check it out.
Now we're gonna play house.
You'll love my dollhouses.
They're just
the right size for you.
But first,
you need the right clothes.
Hey, stop!
What are you doing?
You'll be the daddy
who lives in my dollhouses
and you'll be the mommy.
Hey! Huh?
Now,
this is where you'll live.
Here's the kitchen
and here's the living room.
Now, you sit down
and read the paper
and you clean house.
Isn't this fun?
No.
Let us out of here.
You can't keep us
in this prison.
You know, for a prison,
this isn't so bad.
Kind of homey-like.
Well,
we're stuck here for now,
like it or lump it.
At least
the furniture isn't too lumpy.
Hey, quit messing up
my nice, clean floor.
Since when did you
get to be so bossy?
Since I got to
be the mommy.
Time to go downstairs
for breakfast.
(CHIP SCREAMING)
Oh, boy,
am I hungry!
-CHIP: What's to eat?
-Plastic food.
Isn't this fun?
But what's this?
Oh, no, an earthquake.
My good china!
Knock it off.
That was fun.
Hmm. What next?
I know.
Now, how am I gonna
clean up this mess?
I wish you were
this clean at home.
Have you forgotten
we're prisoners here?
BOTH: Uh-oh!
It's a rainstorm.
No, it's a hurricane.
Come out and play
in the rain.
No way.
Come out, come out,
wherever you are.
(BUFFY LAUGHING)
Just remember,
this is all your fault.
-Is not.
-Is, too.
Now, now.
Cute little squirrels
shouldn't fight.
-Chipmunks!
-Chipmunks!
Now we'll find
a new fun game to play.
Whoever was driving
that pickup truck
really hit this lamppost.
I'll say it did.
Hit it like a sack
of potatoes. Wham-o!
Not that I pay attention
to stuff like that.
Not me.
I mind my own business.
Even if they did look like
a couple of gangsters.
Did you see anything
in the truck?
Yeah,
like a 12-foot statue?
(SNIFFING)
Not a thing,
so far as I could see.
But then,
I don't go stickin' my nose
where it don't belong.
GADGET: Did they leave
anything behind?
Uh, no, not really.
Nothing you'd be
interested in.
Please,
it's important.
Well, now, when they was out
checkin' the damage,
I did nab this.
GADGET: A street map.
Please.
That's my home
you're referrin' to.
Maybe there's a clue.
(SQUEAKING)
GADGET: The City Art Museum
is circled in red.
Think that's where
they'll strike next?
If they haven't
struck already.
Come on,
let's find Chip and Dale.
Thanks for the help.
Sure. No skin off my nose.
Uh, you don't have
any spare trash,
do you?
Hey, now. Stop it.
L-Let me go.
This is gonna be fun.
See? We go round and round
and we go up and down.
(DALE GULPING)
And we go faster and faster.
Gee, Chip,
I'm sorry I got us
into this mess.
Forget it. You're an angel
compared to that
little monster.
And faster and
faster and faster.
Oh, the merry-go-round
broke down.
It's the missing statue.
But how could it be?
Okay, time for a new game,
and this one's
gonna be even funner.
(GULPING)
ROCCO: That shrinkin' gizmo
we stole from
Professor Nimnul
worked like a charm
on the statue.
Yes. But you fools
had to steal
Professor Nimnul
along with it.
(MUFFLED SCREAMING)
How dare you treat
a brilliant
scientific genius like...
Now, boys, don't make
any mistakes on this job.
I want the whole building.
We'll be back posthaste,
boss.
Yeah, but this time,
we'll try not
to hit the post.
(BOTH SCREAMING)
Whee! Here come
the world-famous
racing squirrels.
-Chipmunks!
-Chipmunks!
(BOTH SCREAMING)
BUFFY: Oh, no,
the train's coming.
Next time, I'm driving.
Come on.
We're getting out of here.
-How?
-We're taking the train.
Oh, for shame!
Trying to run away.
Bad, bad,
naughty squirrels.
Now we'll have to play
an extra-special game.
(GIGGLING)
ROCCO: This concoction
of the Professor's
better still work.
Wait, what if
there's people inside?
It's Monday.
Museums is closed on Monday.
Ain't you got no culture?
MONTEREY:
There's the pickup truck.
But what are
those two men doing
down there?
Ah. The world of the fine arts
at my fingertips.
Come, Moose,
leave us blow.
They've shrunk
the whole building
with some sort of ray gun.
MONTEREY:
Follow that pickup truck.
RATSO: Come on, Professor.
What other gadgets
you got cooked up?
(ECHOING) Um, I can't
think of any.
Well, you better think of any
or else I'm gonna...
ROCCO:
One shrunk-down art museum
for your pleasure, boss.
The city will pay plenty
when they get
my ransom demand.
And in the meantime...
Look, precious.
A new dollhouse
for my little oogie-woogums.
(GASPING)
(SCREAMING)
(LAUGHING) Isn't that sweet?
Look at that cute little game
she's playin'.
Now, you're the hero
flying to rescue
the damsel in distress.
-(TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING)
-Will he get there in time?
He'd better.
GADGET: That's where
the pickup went.
MONTEREY:
The museum must be in there.
Zipper, scout it out.
(SQUEAKING)
(CHIP SCREAMING)
(SQUEAKING)
(SCREAMING)
(SQUEAKING)
Chip and Dale?
In trouble?
(SQUEAKING) Uh-huh.
Ram it, Gadget.
What a clever girl.
Takes after my side
of the family.
Are these your mice?
No,
but I've always wanted mice.
Can I have them, Daddy?
Huh? Can I? Can I? Can I?
(CHIP SCREAMING)
Well, I--I don't know
if you should
have mice as pets.
We're nobody's pets, mate.
Hey.
BUFFY: My mice!
They're getting away!
Have you free in a jiff,
Dale, old mate.
Why, Dale,
what a lovely dress.
Oh, shut up.
BUFFY: Catch 'em, Daddy.
RATSO: Don't worry,
princess, I'll...
(THUDDING)
What about the museum?
What museum?
Remember that ray gun
Professor Nimnul used
to turn Zipper into a giant?
I think they're
using it in reverse
to shrink things down.
(SQUEAKING)
MONTEREY: There it is.
GADGET: Then we've gotta find
the Gigantico Gun.
It's our only hope of getting
the museum back
to normal size.
Hey, where did you go,
little friends?
Come out, come out.
Somebody's gonna have to
hold them off.
Leave that to us.
ALL: Rescue Rangers, away!
(LAUGHING)
Let's go, Zip.
I'm gonna exterminate
those stinkin' rodents.
No! They're mine
and I love them.
I was just having fun.
Try this for fun.
(CRYING)
These animals
don't play fair.
No squirrel makes a fool
out of Ratso Ratskiwatski.
CHIP: No, but chipmunks do.
-(BIRDS CHIRPING)
-Now Buffy's got birds.
MOOSE: Stop it.
CHIP: Not so fast.
(MUFFLED SCREAMING)
No sign of the gizmo
ray gun anywhere.
Gotta put on more speed.
(SNIFFING)
Ew! Limburger cheese.
It's a good thing
Monty isn't here.
He'd love it.
Uh-oh.
Better cut down speed.
Cheese!
They're in
yonder pantry, boss.
Now we got 'em.
Chee...
(GRUNTS)
The Gigantico Gun.
(GRUNTING)
Gotta get the gun.
Cheese!
(ALL COUGHING)
(GROANING) When I get my hands
on those rodents...
Now.
ROCCO: Why, it shoots!
(SPLUTTERING)
(BUZZING)
(SOBBING)
(GROANING)
Gotcha. And you, too.
You dirty rats.
I'm gonna crush you
with my bare hands.
-(BOTH GRUNTING)
-And when I'm done with you,
I'm gonna
get those squirrels, too.
-Chipmunks!
-Chipmunks!
Oh, no!
BUFFY: My dollhouses!
ROCCO: Leave us
get out of here, boss.
(RUMBLING)
I should never have broken
my cardinal rule.
No animals in the house!
Come, boss, leave us depart
before the cops get here.
CHIP: Think that'll get
the cops' attention?
Look.
(POLICE SIREN WAILING)
-DALE: We did it!
-CHIP: We sure did.
And I'm sure glad to see
you two've stopped squabblin'.
What? Why, we never fight,
do we, Chip?
Of course not.
We just don't
always see eye to eye.
NIMNUL:
No, they can't do this.
They can't use my invention
to create
devastation like this
without giving credit to me.
Honest, I had
nothing to do with this.
RATSO: I'm finished, you hear?
Finished.
No ransom,
my house destroyed,
(SOBBING) on my way to prison,
totally wiped out.
And why?
Because you had to
have some stinking pets.
Oh, yeah? What about me?
All my dollhouses
were wrecked,
and I want a new toy!
Ah, shut up!
Yes, very sharp. All right.
That's more like it.
MOOSE: I wish I could have
done it like...
ROCCO: Yeah.