Chip 'n' Dale Rescue Rangers (1988–1990): Season 2, Episode 5 - Rescue Rangers to the Rescue: Part 5 - full transcript
♪♪
(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 ♪
NARRATOR:
Previously on Chip 'n Dale's
Rescue Rangers.
Klordane!
You rotten,
low-down, scheming...
Come, come, Drake,
that's no way to
treat an old friend.
Hey, what's that?
Somebody get in here.
(COUGHING) It's...
It's gas!
CHIP: Klordane must
have hidden
the glacier underground.
(SCREAMING)
(THUDDING)
GADGET: Why would Klordane
need all that ice down here?
I guess this old pooch
has some spunk
left in him yet.
Maybe a little too much.
KLORDANE: Ah,
the Global Gold Reserve.
Think of it, Drake.
The single largest collection
of gold coins and ingots
in the world,
and soon it will be mine.
All mine.
Ah, you're out
of your mind, Klordane.
The Reserve's a fortress.
There's no way
you'll crack their security.
Crack their security?
Interesting choice of words
because that is exactly
what I'm going to do.
(COINS RATTLING)
Crack their vaults
like an eggshell
and let the gold spill
right into my pockets.
No kiddin'.
And where are you gonna get
an earthquake from,
smart guy?
(CHUCKLING)
I'm going to make one.
Right there,
directly beneath the Reserve.
PERCY: Uh, boss?
Yes, Percy, what is it now?
Plato!
(PANTING)
(PLATO YELPING)
Wait, Plato.
Oh, I missed you, too,
partner.
Oh, how touching.
A dope and his dog.
(GROWLING)
(EXCLAIMS)
Nice doggie.
(SNARLING)
Is it any wonder
that I prefer cats?
Wowie! That was a close one.
Are you okay, Dale?
Oh, yeah.
(LAUGHING)
Lucky it landed
on my head.
Hey, everyone, look.
Someone took Plato
this way.
Come on, we gotta get him.
-And don't forget the ruby.
-CHIP: Right.
And teach that fat furball
a thing or three
about house-wreckin'.
Okay, nothing's going to stop us
this time, right, everyone?
ALL: Right!
(ALL GASPING)
GADGET: Golly!
DALE: What's all this?
It's absolutely
tremendous.
Doesn't matter.
We're going in there
just like we said.
Klordane may have
mechanical marvels.
He does.
He may have
fiendish thingies.
He does. He does.
He may even have
hundreds of cutthroat,
bloodthirsty thugs.
Yup, them, too.
But we've got something
he doesn't have.
GADGET: Enough sense
to get out of here?
Courage, and our friendship
binding us together.
So follow me.
We've got a date with a ruby.
He's bonkus in the conkus,
you know.
Yeah, but he is my friend.
Oh, well,
you only live twice.
Okay, we've made it this far.
Now all we do
is climb this laser.
-Gadget,
you handle the ropes.
-Check.
Monty, we'll need you
to haul us up.
Right you are, lad.
-And, Dale...
-Got it, Chip.
I haven't said what yet.
(LAUGHS)
Oh, yeah.
You and I go up there
and get the ruby.
FAT CAT: And what do I do?
You just...
ALL: Fat Cat!
-In the fur.
-CHIP: Scram!
Let's not be coy.
You know I hate
to eat on the run.
(LIQUID BUBBLING)
(CHIP GASPING)
Chip!
Oh, drat.
(ALL SPUTTERING)
Hey, this stuff
tastes real good.
Uh, sort of limey.
Watch who you're
callin' names, boyo.
It never hurts
to be prepared.
Yeah.
Look out!
(ALL SPUTTERING)
And when
my custom-made earthquake
splits the vault floor,
all the money will be mine,
and no one will know.
(LAUGHS)
What do you think of that?
I think I wanna know
what all this green stuff
has to do with an earthquake.
That green stuff
is powdered gelatin.
Gelatin?
You're ready
for the loony bin,
Klordane.
Do I sense
a note of skepticism?
Professor Nimnul!
Detective Drake doesn't think
you can whip up
an earthquake for me.
Show him the final phase
of my master plan.
We'll be down below.
First, we'll need
the proper utensils.
Uh-oh. Company.
Paddle!
We aren't gonna make it,
mates.
Um, may I suggest something?
ALL: Yes!
ALL: No!
(ALL SCREAMING)
(LAUGHS)
At least we're safe now.
(ALL SCREAMING)
Chip!
Yuck!
(KLORDANE LAUGHING)
Beats cooking
with a microwave,
eh, Drake?
Now we chill until set.
Don't worry.
I'll get us out of this.
GADGET: Oops.
Here we go again.
(ALL SCREAMING)
Well, that didn't work.
Why didn't it work?
It should've worked.
Oh, nothing I do works.
Does that mean
if I did something
that shouldn't work,
it would work,
or does it mean
I'm a failure?
Tell me, Chip.
I can take it.
Am I a failure?
Um, Gadget, could we
talk about this later?
(ALL SCREAMING)
There. Drake, you wondered
how I could crack
the Global Gold Reserve?
Now you can see for yourself.
Wow! Lookie where we are!
Uh, that-- that's it?
You're gonna
start an earthquake
with lime gelatin?
(LAUGHING)
Oh, Klordane,
you really had me
goin' there.
I-- I almost believed you.
Wait a minute.
Didn't-- Didn't you forget
the whipped cream?
NIMNUL: Now you
stop laughing.
My theories
are perfectly legitimate.
Are you quite done,
Detective Drake?
(STOPS LAUGHING)
Good.
Then we may proceed
with the demonstration.
(DRAKE LAUGHING)
W-W-What's going on?
He's actually
making an earthquake.
And we're sitting
right on top of it.
I don't hear you laughing,
Drake.
You're mad, Klordane. Mad!
No, actually,
I'm quite happy.
I'm such a genius.
Let the earthquake begin!
NIMNUL: Now you
just wait a minute.
You can't hog
all the credit for this.
I'm the one
who built the laser.
I'm the one
who brought the ice.
I'm the one who invented
the soon-to-be-world-famous
Nimnul Fruitquake.
Nimnul Fruitquake?
Uh, whatever.
Anyway,
I did all those things.
Therefore,
I should be the one
who gets to start
the earthquake.
You know, I believe
you're correct, Nimnul.
You do deserve the honor
of triggering the earthquake.
What?
No!
(ALL SCREAMING)
(HORNS BLARING)
Golly! Talk about
pennies from heaven.
Hide!
Heads up, Drake,
or you'll miss
my golden opportunity.
(KLORDANE LAUGHING)
Wallopin' wombats!
It looks like King Midas
dropped his piggybank.
Wait till I find
a gumball machine.
Put that back.
And that, as they say,
is that.
All right, boys,
start shoveling.
(ALL CHATTERING EXCITEDLY)
Hey, guys, look,
there's Plato.
(MUFFLED BARKING)
MONTEREY: Crikey!
He's locked up tighter
than a clam in a nutcracker.
(MUFFLED)
Can you release my muzzle?
-Uh, "can your fleas
do my puzzle"?
-Oh, quiet.
Just help me
get this muzzle off.
Mmm. Yes, much better.
Um, we're sorry, Plato.
We let you down.
We failed
as crime fighters.
Yeah, we didn't get
the ruby.
Forget the ruby, lads.
Can't you see
what's going on?
Klordane has to be stopped.
It's up to you five.
You must alert the police.
Us? Get way up there?
In time to rescue the gold?
You'll think of a way.
I believe in you.
PLATO: From here on, the fate
of the Global Gold Reserve
is in the hands
of you tiny troopers,
you chipmunk challengers,
you... rescue rangers.
I like the sound of that,
"Rescue Rangers."
We'll do it.
We'll get those policemen
down here lickety-split.
Great, but, uh...
Uh, how are we gonna do that,
Chipper, lad?
Simple. We'll start
another earthquake.
ALL: What?
Hurry up,
you worthless whiners.
The train leaves
in two minutes.
Are you sure
this is a good idea, Chip?
CHIP: Just keep running.
Uh, looking for this?
We weren't thinking
of hitting that gelatin again,
were we?
You mustachioed hairball,
I've got a score
to settle with you.
Settle a score?
Yeah,
you curtain-clawin' clown!
You sunk my house!
Oh, dear.
I can't tell you
how sorry I am.
I assure you,
if I had it to do over again,
I'd set fire to it.
Oh, this is too precious.
Do you really think
you're going to bend
those bars?
(MONTEREY GRUNTING)
It's time you and I
had a tango lesson.
(CATERWAULING)
(SCREAMING)
(ALL YELLING)
What's going on?
This is not part
of my master plan.
If it's possible,
I hate them even more now.
(ALL EXCLAIMING)
No one stops Aldrin Klordane.
Look,
Klordane's getting away.
Wait for me.
I've got the ruby.
Oh, Professor,
I wouldn't dream of leaving
without you.
Give me your hand.
Bye.
(NIMNUL SCREAMING)
Plato,
give them your siren howl.
Oh, of course.
(HOWLING)
It's a double-cross.
Klordane's leaving
with the gold.
After him.
Let's see them follow me now.
(KLORDANE LAUGHING)
It looks like Klordane
will make a clean getaway.
Maybe the police can't
get through that mess,
but we can. Come on.
DALE: Klordane's got
too much of a lead.
Rats! We'll never
catch him now.
Oh, I don't know, Chip.
If you give me a minute,
maybe I can rig something.
Well, not really a minute,
actually, 52 seconds
would be enough.
(DALE WHOOPING)
Thar she blows!
Train's late again,
Chauncey.
Yep, Edgar.
(TRAIN HORN BLARING)
How come we never get
that train?
Things could be worse.
Great, Gadget,
we're almost there.
Hit the brakes.
Golly, no one said anything
about stopping.
Y-Y-You mean
there's no brakes?
Hmm. Oh, I know.
Help me
turn this blowtorch around.
(GRUNTING)
It's stuck.
(ALL SCREAMING)
Hang on. Hang on, chaps.
(ALL SCREAMING)
You chaps are amazing.
I knew you'd get through.
Now, can you get me free?
Well, we could cut you free
in a few minutes.
No good. No good.
Klordane will be
out of the city
and scot-free by then.
Leave it to us.
We'll undo his choo-choo.
Rescue Rangers, away!
You know, little gem,
I never had a train
or a coin collection
as a child,
but I guess
this makes up for it.
(LAUGHING)
Ow!
What?
(BOTH GIGGLING)
Chipmunks? Chipmunks?
I can't believe
that for once,
Percy and Nimnul were right.
Well, I'll soon fix you.
(GROANING)
Thanks, Gadget.
Now, can you stop the train?
I'll certainly give it
my best effort, Chip.
Come on, come on.
(GRUNTING)
Chip, I'm gonna need some...
Help!
Wave bye-bye.
(SCREAMING)
(SQUEAKING) Yay, Monterey!
Simple case of a coal in one.
(LAUGHS)
Great going, Monty.
But we've still got to stop
this train.
Don't worry, mates.
I'll give you a hand.
Yikes!
I will not allow my plans
to be destroyed
by some household pests.
(SQUEAKING)
(EXCLAIMS)
(GROWLING)
Get away from that throttle.
(HORN BLARING)
Gee, Chip, we'll never
stop the train now.
Then we'll just
have to re-route it.
Grab a helmet, partner.
Ready or not, here I come.
Alley-oop.
(BELL CLANGING)
This is the wrong way.
What?
It's those chipmunks again.
They've ruined everything.
Everything!
But I'll get them.
You blasted pests,
I'll pulverize you.
(PLATO HOWLING)
Drake's dog! No!
(SNARLING)
(KLORDANE SCREAMING)
No!
(ALL SCREAMING)
(GROWLING)
No!
Here, here, I confess.
I stole the ruby.
I robbed the bank, not Drake.
No, no, no.
Now, please,
pry this dog off of me.
(PANTING)
Good dog, Plato.
(ALL CHEERING)
Well, Plato,
looks like we can
finally retire
that famous Crime Bite
of yours, huh?
(DRAKE LAUGHING)
Of course,
now that you've earned
your own police badge,
maybe you'll wanna stay on
without me.
(CHUCKLING)
I'm just kiddin', partner.
Now, wait here.
I gotta say goodbye
to some folks.
Wowzers! What a neat badge.
Yeah, what an honor.
Oh, yes, quite an honor.
(CLEARING THROAT)
An officer's badge
is the symbol
of his or her promise
to protect the innocent
and help those in need.
It is a mark of courage
and resourcefulness
in the face of danger.
That's why I'm giving it
to you, lads.
BOTH: Huh?
He's right, mates.
Congratulations, guys!
Gosh, thanks.
(SNIFFLING) Yeah, well,
it was a grand adventure,
but I guess
Zipper and I'd best
be shovin' off.
There's a cheese ship
leavin' on the tide.
Leaving?
But, Monterey...
Golly, and I guess
I'd better get back
to my workshop.
But we were hoping...
-Uh...
-Yeah.
We... Uh... But you can't...
GIRL: But my puppy is gone,
and there's just a big hole
where his doghouse was.
Oh, well, that sounds
pretty mysterious all right,
(STAMMERING)
but I'm afraid
that lost puppies
just aren't
in our jurisdiction.
Then who can I go to for help?
I think you lads
have another case.
You know, Dale,
Plato's right,
but we're gonna
need some help.
Yeah, but who?
Well, I don't have to
get home right away.
Oh, I can catch
another boat later.
Now, let's help
that little sheila.
Right.
Well, I guess
there's only one thing
to say, then.
Rescue Rangers, away!
(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 ♪
NARRATOR:
Previously on Chip 'n Dale's
Rescue Rangers.
Klordane!
You rotten,
low-down, scheming...
Come, come, Drake,
that's no way to
treat an old friend.
Hey, what's that?
Somebody get in here.
(COUGHING) It's...
It's gas!
CHIP: Klordane must
have hidden
the glacier underground.
(SCREAMING)
(THUDDING)
GADGET: Why would Klordane
need all that ice down here?
I guess this old pooch
has some spunk
left in him yet.
Maybe a little too much.
KLORDANE: Ah,
the Global Gold Reserve.
Think of it, Drake.
The single largest collection
of gold coins and ingots
in the world,
and soon it will be mine.
All mine.
Ah, you're out
of your mind, Klordane.
The Reserve's a fortress.
There's no way
you'll crack their security.
Crack their security?
Interesting choice of words
because that is exactly
what I'm going to do.
(COINS RATTLING)
Crack their vaults
like an eggshell
and let the gold spill
right into my pockets.
No kiddin'.
And where are you gonna get
an earthquake from,
smart guy?
(CHUCKLING)
I'm going to make one.
Right there,
directly beneath the Reserve.
PERCY: Uh, boss?
Yes, Percy, what is it now?
Plato!
(PANTING)
(PLATO YELPING)
Wait, Plato.
Oh, I missed you, too,
partner.
Oh, how touching.
A dope and his dog.
(GROWLING)
(EXCLAIMS)
Nice doggie.
(SNARLING)
Is it any wonder
that I prefer cats?
Wowie! That was a close one.
Are you okay, Dale?
Oh, yeah.
(LAUGHING)
Lucky it landed
on my head.
Hey, everyone, look.
Someone took Plato
this way.
Come on, we gotta get him.
-And don't forget the ruby.
-CHIP: Right.
And teach that fat furball
a thing or three
about house-wreckin'.
Okay, nothing's going to stop us
this time, right, everyone?
ALL: Right!
(ALL GASPING)
GADGET: Golly!
DALE: What's all this?
It's absolutely
tremendous.
Doesn't matter.
We're going in there
just like we said.
Klordane may have
mechanical marvels.
He does.
He may have
fiendish thingies.
He does. He does.
He may even have
hundreds of cutthroat,
bloodthirsty thugs.
Yup, them, too.
But we've got something
he doesn't have.
GADGET: Enough sense
to get out of here?
Courage, and our friendship
binding us together.
So follow me.
We've got a date with a ruby.
He's bonkus in the conkus,
you know.
Yeah, but he is my friend.
Oh, well,
you only live twice.
Okay, we've made it this far.
Now all we do
is climb this laser.
-Gadget,
you handle the ropes.
-Check.
Monty, we'll need you
to haul us up.
Right you are, lad.
-And, Dale...
-Got it, Chip.
I haven't said what yet.
(LAUGHS)
Oh, yeah.
You and I go up there
and get the ruby.
FAT CAT: And what do I do?
You just...
ALL: Fat Cat!
-In the fur.
-CHIP: Scram!
Let's not be coy.
You know I hate
to eat on the run.
(LIQUID BUBBLING)
(CHIP GASPING)
Chip!
Oh, drat.
(ALL SPUTTERING)
Hey, this stuff
tastes real good.
Uh, sort of limey.
Watch who you're
callin' names, boyo.
It never hurts
to be prepared.
Yeah.
Look out!
(ALL SPUTTERING)
And when
my custom-made earthquake
splits the vault floor,
all the money will be mine,
and no one will know.
(LAUGHS)
What do you think of that?
I think I wanna know
what all this green stuff
has to do with an earthquake.
That green stuff
is powdered gelatin.
Gelatin?
You're ready
for the loony bin,
Klordane.
Do I sense
a note of skepticism?
Professor Nimnul!
Detective Drake doesn't think
you can whip up
an earthquake for me.
Show him the final phase
of my master plan.
We'll be down below.
First, we'll need
the proper utensils.
Uh-oh. Company.
Paddle!
We aren't gonna make it,
mates.
Um, may I suggest something?
ALL: Yes!
ALL: No!
(ALL SCREAMING)
(LAUGHS)
At least we're safe now.
(ALL SCREAMING)
Chip!
Yuck!
(KLORDANE LAUGHING)
Beats cooking
with a microwave,
eh, Drake?
Now we chill until set.
Don't worry.
I'll get us out of this.
GADGET: Oops.
Here we go again.
(ALL SCREAMING)
Well, that didn't work.
Why didn't it work?
It should've worked.
Oh, nothing I do works.
Does that mean
if I did something
that shouldn't work,
it would work,
or does it mean
I'm a failure?
Tell me, Chip.
I can take it.
Am I a failure?
Um, Gadget, could we
talk about this later?
(ALL SCREAMING)
There. Drake, you wondered
how I could crack
the Global Gold Reserve?
Now you can see for yourself.
Wow! Lookie where we are!
Uh, that-- that's it?
You're gonna
start an earthquake
with lime gelatin?
(LAUGHING)
Oh, Klordane,
you really had me
goin' there.
I-- I almost believed you.
Wait a minute.
Didn't-- Didn't you forget
the whipped cream?
NIMNUL: Now you
stop laughing.
My theories
are perfectly legitimate.
Are you quite done,
Detective Drake?
(STOPS LAUGHING)
Good.
Then we may proceed
with the demonstration.
(DRAKE LAUGHING)
W-W-What's going on?
He's actually
making an earthquake.
And we're sitting
right on top of it.
I don't hear you laughing,
Drake.
You're mad, Klordane. Mad!
No, actually,
I'm quite happy.
I'm such a genius.
Let the earthquake begin!
NIMNUL: Now you
just wait a minute.
You can't hog
all the credit for this.
I'm the one
who built the laser.
I'm the one
who brought the ice.
I'm the one who invented
the soon-to-be-world-famous
Nimnul Fruitquake.
Nimnul Fruitquake?
Uh, whatever.
Anyway,
I did all those things.
Therefore,
I should be the one
who gets to start
the earthquake.
You know, I believe
you're correct, Nimnul.
You do deserve the honor
of triggering the earthquake.
What?
No!
(ALL SCREAMING)
(HORNS BLARING)
Golly! Talk about
pennies from heaven.
Hide!
Heads up, Drake,
or you'll miss
my golden opportunity.
(KLORDANE LAUGHING)
Wallopin' wombats!
It looks like King Midas
dropped his piggybank.
Wait till I find
a gumball machine.
Put that back.
And that, as they say,
is that.
All right, boys,
start shoveling.
(ALL CHATTERING EXCITEDLY)
Hey, guys, look,
there's Plato.
(MUFFLED BARKING)
MONTEREY: Crikey!
He's locked up tighter
than a clam in a nutcracker.
(MUFFLED)
Can you release my muzzle?
-Uh, "can your fleas
do my puzzle"?
-Oh, quiet.
Just help me
get this muzzle off.
Mmm. Yes, much better.
Um, we're sorry, Plato.
We let you down.
We failed
as crime fighters.
Yeah, we didn't get
the ruby.
Forget the ruby, lads.
Can't you see
what's going on?
Klordane has to be stopped.
It's up to you five.
You must alert the police.
Us? Get way up there?
In time to rescue the gold?
You'll think of a way.
I believe in you.
PLATO: From here on, the fate
of the Global Gold Reserve
is in the hands
of you tiny troopers,
you chipmunk challengers,
you... rescue rangers.
I like the sound of that,
"Rescue Rangers."
We'll do it.
We'll get those policemen
down here lickety-split.
Great, but, uh...
Uh, how are we gonna do that,
Chipper, lad?
Simple. We'll start
another earthquake.
ALL: What?
Hurry up,
you worthless whiners.
The train leaves
in two minutes.
Are you sure
this is a good idea, Chip?
CHIP: Just keep running.
Uh, looking for this?
We weren't thinking
of hitting that gelatin again,
were we?
You mustachioed hairball,
I've got a score
to settle with you.
Settle a score?
Yeah,
you curtain-clawin' clown!
You sunk my house!
Oh, dear.
I can't tell you
how sorry I am.
I assure you,
if I had it to do over again,
I'd set fire to it.
Oh, this is too precious.
Do you really think
you're going to bend
those bars?
(MONTEREY GRUNTING)
It's time you and I
had a tango lesson.
(CATERWAULING)
(SCREAMING)
(ALL YELLING)
What's going on?
This is not part
of my master plan.
If it's possible,
I hate them even more now.
(ALL EXCLAIMING)
No one stops Aldrin Klordane.
Look,
Klordane's getting away.
Wait for me.
I've got the ruby.
Oh, Professor,
I wouldn't dream of leaving
without you.
Give me your hand.
Bye.
(NIMNUL SCREAMING)
Plato,
give them your siren howl.
Oh, of course.
(HOWLING)
It's a double-cross.
Klordane's leaving
with the gold.
After him.
Let's see them follow me now.
(KLORDANE LAUGHING)
It looks like Klordane
will make a clean getaway.
Maybe the police can't
get through that mess,
but we can. Come on.
DALE: Klordane's got
too much of a lead.
Rats! We'll never
catch him now.
Oh, I don't know, Chip.
If you give me a minute,
maybe I can rig something.
Well, not really a minute,
actually, 52 seconds
would be enough.
(DALE WHOOPING)
Thar she blows!
Train's late again,
Chauncey.
Yep, Edgar.
(TRAIN HORN BLARING)
How come we never get
that train?
Things could be worse.
Great, Gadget,
we're almost there.
Hit the brakes.
Golly, no one said anything
about stopping.
Y-Y-You mean
there's no brakes?
Hmm. Oh, I know.
Help me
turn this blowtorch around.
(GRUNTING)
It's stuck.
(ALL SCREAMING)
Hang on. Hang on, chaps.
(ALL SCREAMING)
You chaps are amazing.
I knew you'd get through.
Now, can you get me free?
Well, we could cut you free
in a few minutes.
No good. No good.
Klordane will be
out of the city
and scot-free by then.
Leave it to us.
We'll undo his choo-choo.
Rescue Rangers, away!
You know, little gem,
I never had a train
or a coin collection
as a child,
but I guess
this makes up for it.
(LAUGHING)
Ow!
What?
(BOTH GIGGLING)
Chipmunks? Chipmunks?
I can't believe
that for once,
Percy and Nimnul were right.
Well, I'll soon fix you.
(GROANING)
Thanks, Gadget.
Now, can you stop the train?
I'll certainly give it
my best effort, Chip.
Come on, come on.
(GRUNTING)
Chip, I'm gonna need some...
Help!
Wave bye-bye.
(SCREAMING)
(SQUEAKING) Yay, Monterey!
Simple case of a coal in one.
(LAUGHS)
Great going, Monty.
But we've still got to stop
this train.
Don't worry, mates.
I'll give you a hand.
Yikes!
I will not allow my plans
to be destroyed
by some household pests.
(SQUEAKING)
(EXCLAIMS)
(GROWLING)
Get away from that throttle.
(HORN BLARING)
Gee, Chip, we'll never
stop the train now.
Then we'll just
have to re-route it.
Grab a helmet, partner.
Ready or not, here I come.
Alley-oop.
(BELL CLANGING)
This is the wrong way.
What?
It's those chipmunks again.
They've ruined everything.
Everything!
But I'll get them.
You blasted pests,
I'll pulverize you.
(PLATO HOWLING)
Drake's dog! No!
(SNARLING)
(KLORDANE SCREAMING)
No!
(ALL SCREAMING)
(GROWLING)
No!
Here, here, I confess.
I stole the ruby.
I robbed the bank, not Drake.
No, no, no.
Now, please,
pry this dog off of me.
(PANTING)
Good dog, Plato.
(ALL CHEERING)
Well, Plato,
looks like we can
finally retire
that famous Crime Bite
of yours, huh?
(DRAKE LAUGHING)
Of course,
now that you've earned
your own police badge,
maybe you'll wanna stay on
without me.
(CHUCKLING)
I'm just kiddin', partner.
Now, wait here.
I gotta say goodbye
to some folks.
Wowzers! What a neat badge.
Yeah, what an honor.
Oh, yes, quite an honor.
(CLEARING THROAT)
An officer's badge
is the symbol
of his or her promise
to protect the innocent
and help those in need.
It is a mark of courage
and resourcefulness
in the face of danger.
That's why I'm giving it
to you, lads.
BOTH: Huh?
He's right, mates.
Congratulations, guys!
Gosh, thanks.
(SNIFFLING) Yeah, well,
it was a grand adventure,
but I guess
Zipper and I'd best
be shovin' off.
There's a cheese ship
leavin' on the tide.
Leaving?
But, Monterey...
Golly, and I guess
I'd better get back
to my workshop.
But we were hoping...
-Uh...
-Yeah.
We... Uh... But you can't...
GIRL: But my puppy is gone,
and there's just a big hole
where his doghouse was.
Oh, well, that sounds
pretty mysterious all right,
(STAMMERING)
but I'm afraid
that lost puppies
just aren't
in our jurisdiction.
Then who can I go to for help?
I think you lads
have another case.
You know, Dale,
Plato's right,
but we're gonna
need some help.
Yeah, but who?
Well, I don't have to
get home right away.
Oh, I can catch
another boat later.
Now, let's help
that little sheila.
Right.
Well, I guess
there's only one thing
to say, then.
Rescue Rangers, away!