TaleSpin (1990–1991): Season 1, Episode 17 - A Bad Reflection on You: Part 2 - full transcript
[male voice]
Ha ha ha ha ha ha! Spin it!
♪ Oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh-oh oh-oh
oh-oh oh-oh oh
Let's begin it.
♪ Oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh-oh oh-oh
oh-oh oh-oh oh
♪ Oh-ee-yeah
TaleSpin
♪ Oh-ee-yo
TaleSpin
♪ Friends for life through
thick and thin with another tale to spin
♪ Oh-ee-yeah
TaleSpin
♪ Oh-ee-yo
TaleSpin
♪ All the trouble we get in
with another tale to spin
Spin it!
♪ Oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh-oh oh-oh
oh-oh oh-oh oh
Spin it, my friend.
Woo-hoo!
♪ Oh-ee-yeah, oh-ee-yeah
♪ Oh-ee-yo, oh-ee-yo
♪ Oh-ee-yeah, oh-ee-yeah
Oh-ee-yo, oh-ee-yo
♪ Spin it, let's begin it,
bear and grin it when you're in it
♪ You can win it in a minute
when you spin it, spin it, spin it
Ha ha!
♪ So spin it
♪ TaleSpin! ♪
Baloo! Where'd you get all that money?
From saving a little at a time
for a long time.
It's still not enough wampum to buy back
the Sea Duck, but it will be.
In six weeks,
we should be living free and easy.
Wait a second.
Thanks, partner.
[Baloo] Oh man, oh man.
I hate to leave all this freedom,
but Becky will bust her briefcase
if we're late getting back.
Gosh, Baloo. We can't travel
on empty stomachs, can we?
You win. Two more minutes.
I need to practice
for all that free time we're gonna have
when I buy back the Sea Duck.
Yuck! You got bait in my peanut butter.
You got peanut butter in my bait.
What a waste of perfectly good,
triple-action, twisted wigglies.
[roaring]
Wow! Look at the size of him.
I'm glad
we only dropped one bucket of bait.
Hi there, whaley.
- Whoa!
- Kit!
Hang on, Kit. I'm coming, I'm coming!
This guy's more fun
than a roller coaster.
[coughs]
Yeah. Soggier too.
[croaking]
It's the peanut butter bait.
He wants more, I'll bet.
Come on. Sit up, boy. Can you sit up?
Say, that guppy's friendly as a puppy.
[croaking]
Roll over, boy. Come on, roll over.
[laughs] Can I keep him, Papa Bear?
Keep him? Why, you'd need a fish bowl
the size of Thembria.
He'd make a great pet.
Look at it from his side, Lil' Britches.
Just 'cause we can't play here all day
doesn't mean he shouldn't be able to.
Now, say, "So long."
We really have to get back to work.
Bye, big guy.
We'll be back, boy.
[Baloo]
Reporting for duty, Miss Cunningham.
Spit-shine, looking fine
and back a whole five minutes early.
[whistles] Say now!
What's with all the customers?
It's the missing whale
from Seymour's See-More Seaquarium.
Missing whale?
Yes. The whole afternoon
is booked solid with customers
who want five minutes of air time
to search for it.
But why is everybody so hot
to find some overgrown tuna fish?
[Rebecca] Because of the reward money.
This reward and our stashed cash
could buy back the Sea Duck.
And if the whale's at the Seaquarium,
I can visit him every day.
Will you please get to work?
Work? We've still got four whole minutes
of break time left.
Bless my lucky starfish,
you've found my whale.
You have no idea what this means to me.
As long as it means moola to us.
Oodles of moola. As soon as Moby Dimple
is back and performing.
Just let me load my special
whale retrieval equipment.
You mean your whale's
done this disappearing act before?
Oh, my goodness, yes.
You see, Moby Dimple
is just too young to understand
that a tame whale
can't survive in the wild.
He looked OK to me.
Which are you gonna believe?
Me or your own eyes?
Hey, what's this doing here?
A Smith & Wessonoil
double-barreled harpoon?
- Those things are illegal.
- They're against the law, too.
Only if you hunt with them.
You see, this is a museum piece,
part of the Seaquarium's collection.
So, boys, let's go find my whale. Hm?
Whenever you're ready, boys.
Here, Dimple!
We're back! We brought treats.
Catch, boy.
Come to Papa, you naughty boy.
[squeals]
[Seymour] Got him!
Hold your seahorses, Dimple, hon.
I'll have you back
making money in no time.
Here are two free passes.
Come catch the show
and we'll square up the reward money.
Well, Seymour got his whale
and we got the Sea Duck.
[sadly] This is our lucky day,
Lil' Britches.
[Kit] Yeah, great. Just great.
And now for the grand finale!
The great Moby Dimple
will leap 50 feet into the air...
through the amazing...
Hoop of Doom.
- [audience gasps]
- I don't like the look of this.
Don't worry, Kit.
It's just part of the act.
[squeals]
[all] Ooh!
- [applause]
- Oh, thank you. Thank you.
Dimple burned his tail, Baloo.
Like I'm telling you,
it's all a part of the act...
I think.
- Hey, there. Seymour!
- Hi, fellas.
I'd give you my thanks, but I think
you want the reward money more, huh?
Um, Mr. Seymour,
I think Dimple hurt his tail.
Not to worry. It happens all the time.
He's just an animal.
He doesn't feel a thing.
Besides, people aren't paying
to see his tail.
Golly. You could fry an egg on those
seals. They could do with some shade.
Yeah, but that costs money.
Shade doesn't grow on trees, you know.
[laughs]
[gasps]
This tank is dirtier
than last week's laundry.
You ever clean these things, Seymour?
Sure I do, but that costs moola too.
In this racket, Baloo, slime is money.
[chuckles]
But, Mr. Seymour...
Look! This is my park
and I'll run it any way I please.
Hey.
Don't strip your scales there, Seymour.
You did your job,
you got your pay, now scram.
Phew-whee.
That guy's about as pleasant
as a pair of sandpaper underpants.
We did it!
Ah, smell that air, Kit?
That's how air smells when you're free.
It stinks!
Well, we are downwind of the bait tanks.
No. I mean our freedom cost Dimple
his freedom and I think that stinks.
Take it easy, Lil' Britches.
For all we know,
that whale likes it here.
And you believe that, Papa Bear?
[sighs] No, I don't believe it.
But what can we do about it now?
Seymour won't listen to us.
But I do know someone
he'll have to listen to.
Come on.
Another sold-out show.
Boys, that whale is a money magnet.
I'm out of tickets, chump.
Come back later.
[male voice] I think not, sir.
I'm here to inspect your park.
- My name's Burrough.
- Rhymes with "thorough."
It's another inspection.
You two know what to do.
Inspector, sir. What say we get
acquainted before the grand tour?
- Who did you say you were with?
- A.C.H.O.O.
Uh... Gesundheit.
No. That's A.C.H.O.O.
As in the Agency Concerned
with the Happiness of Oceanic Oddities.
If Inspector Burrough doesn't think
you've been keeping the animals happy,
he'll shut down your whole park.
Well, let's get to it, shall we?
Why, certainly. Follow me.
Cheese it! They're coming.
An hour ago this place was in worse
shape than Wildcat's lunch box.
I like a man
who shades his seals, Seymour.
But, your Inspectorship, those
green leafies weren't there before.
Fast-growing tropical hybrids, sir.
I have special fertilizers.
That I believe.
Hey, what's the deal with the aquarium?
In my business, we call that "clean."
Not to be confused with "dirty."
But I don't want to give away
too many trade secrets.
Inspector, believe me, Seymour here
is pulling some sort of scam.
If "scam" stands for Super,
Clean And Marvelous, then you're right.
Oh, thank you, sir.
No. No, wait a minute.
You haven't seen the whale.
He's miserable. You'll see.
One miserable whale coming up.
That tank looks mighty tiny, Seymour,
and it's awfully close to the sharks.
Oh, Dimple likes the company.
Besides, his performance tank
is much bigger.
But he likes it cozy. Don't you, boy?
Our special code.
One spout for no, two for yes.
Ahoy in there! Are you happy, Dimple?
See? One spout for no. So there!
He's happy. Two spouts for yes!
[Dimple whimpers]
Here's your inspection certificate.
This place is outstanding.
I won't have to inspect you
for an entire year. Congratulations.
Baloo, you've wasted my precious time.
Don't let it happen again.
We've got to do something. We can't
leave Dimple here with this creep.
OK, Seymour.
Let's talk turkey about your whale.
Hm. You want to buy my whale
with the reward money?
Plus ten times more.
But that's the money
you saved for the Sea Duck.
The money we saved, Lil' Britches.
And I can't think
of a better way to spend it.
That whale brings in
a hundred times that each day.
I suppose I should appreciate
you helping me catch Dimple
and getting my inspection certificate.
But gratitude only stretches so far.
Now I want you troublemakers
out of my park!
Not before I say goodbye to Dimple.
All right. But I'm not responsible
if anything happens.
You haven't heard the last of this!
[both yell]
Oh, I think I have, kid.
I really think I have.
[both] Help! Help! Help!
Help!
Help! Help!
Help!
Help! Help!
Help! Help! Help!
Help!
- [Kit] Dimple saved us.
- [Baloo] He sure did.
And it's time we returned the favor.
Come on, Kit.
There's a guy out there with a really
big package and a really big bill.
Wildcat, tell the delivery man we'll
be there in a minute with the dough.
- You ready, Kit?
- Lead on, Papa Bear.
Hey, Baloo, Kit. I did it.
So exactly what did I do?
That, old buddy,
is the Acme portable whale lift.
Gee, all we need now is a whale.
You can leave that to us, Wildcat.
Yeah.
We know just the spot to catch one.
Just so I don't have to throw him back!
'Cause they're heavy.
Say, friend,
could you move a little faster?
Let's get this pup
into the briny before he melts.
[barking]
The boss didn't say
he was expecting any deliveries.
Of course he didn't.
I'm not delivering the seal to him,
I'm delivering him to you.
Oh. OK.
Meet you at the whale tank
in ten minutes.
[Seymour] Hey, what's that seal
doing here? We have a show to do.
All I need is to start the show
a seal short.
- [barking]
- Come on, Rover. It's show time.
[applause]
Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen!
And welcome
to the wettest show on earth!
And now, for your viewing amusement,
our amazing seals!
Hit it, gang.
[audience groans]
Well... Perhaps the seals
are in a musical mood today.
How about a little classical music?
[noisy honking]
[laughs] That was classical all right.
Classically bad!
[audience boos]
Get back here! The show isn't over yet.
It's the kid!
Dimple, it's me! Jump, boy, jump!
Nobody steals my whale.
- We did it, Baloo.
- [banging]
Yeah, but that clam-jockey's
right behind us.
Give it up, you thieves you!
Hey, what do you say we give Burrough
something worth inspecting?
Nah. Couldn't be.
That's a Smith & Wessonoil
double-barreled harpoon.
Nobody slips one of those
past A.C.H.O.O.
[helicopter approaches]
All right, you two no-good
con nappers! Where's my whale?
Why, Seymour, you must have us
mixed up with somebody else.
- We've been fishing all day.
- [siren wails]
Inspector,
I demand you do something about this.
I intend to, Seymour.
You're under arrest
for possession of an illegal harpoon.
But, Inspector, I er...
I knew from the start
there was something fishy about you.
OK, Dimple! Coast is clear!
[Kit]
Now he has the whole ocean to play in.
[Dimple squeals]
♪ TaleSpin
♪ TaleSpin
♪ Ooh-ooh
♪ Another tale to spin
♪ TaleSpin
♪ TaleSpin
♪ Ooh-ooh
♪ Another tale to spin
♪ Oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh-oh oh-oh
Oh-oh oh-oh oh
[Baloo] Ha ha ha!
♪ TaleSpin ♪
Ha ha ha ha ha ha! Spin it!
♪ Oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh-oh oh-oh
oh-oh oh-oh oh
Let's begin it.
♪ Oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh-oh oh-oh
oh-oh oh-oh oh
♪ Oh-ee-yeah
TaleSpin
♪ Oh-ee-yo
TaleSpin
♪ Friends for life through
thick and thin with another tale to spin
♪ Oh-ee-yeah
TaleSpin
♪ Oh-ee-yo
TaleSpin
♪ All the trouble we get in
with another tale to spin
Spin it!
♪ Oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh-oh oh-oh
oh-oh oh-oh oh
Spin it, my friend.
Woo-hoo!
♪ Oh-ee-yeah, oh-ee-yeah
♪ Oh-ee-yo, oh-ee-yo
♪ Oh-ee-yeah, oh-ee-yeah
Oh-ee-yo, oh-ee-yo
♪ Spin it, let's begin it,
bear and grin it when you're in it
♪ You can win it in a minute
when you spin it, spin it, spin it
Ha ha!
♪ So spin it
♪ TaleSpin! ♪
Baloo! Where'd you get all that money?
From saving a little at a time
for a long time.
It's still not enough wampum to buy back
the Sea Duck, but it will be.
In six weeks,
we should be living free and easy.
Wait a second.
Thanks, partner.
[Baloo] Oh man, oh man.
I hate to leave all this freedom,
but Becky will bust her briefcase
if we're late getting back.
Gosh, Baloo. We can't travel
on empty stomachs, can we?
You win. Two more minutes.
I need to practice
for all that free time we're gonna have
when I buy back the Sea Duck.
Yuck! You got bait in my peanut butter.
You got peanut butter in my bait.
What a waste of perfectly good,
triple-action, twisted wigglies.
[roaring]
Wow! Look at the size of him.
I'm glad
we only dropped one bucket of bait.
Hi there, whaley.
- Whoa!
- Kit!
Hang on, Kit. I'm coming, I'm coming!
This guy's more fun
than a roller coaster.
[coughs]
Yeah. Soggier too.
[croaking]
It's the peanut butter bait.
He wants more, I'll bet.
Come on. Sit up, boy. Can you sit up?
Say, that guppy's friendly as a puppy.
[croaking]
Roll over, boy. Come on, roll over.
[laughs] Can I keep him, Papa Bear?
Keep him? Why, you'd need a fish bowl
the size of Thembria.
He'd make a great pet.
Look at it from his side, Lil' Britches.
Just 'cause we can't play here all day
doesn't mean he shouldn't be able to.
Now, say, "So long."
We really have to get back to work.
Bye, big guy.
We'll be back, boy.
[Baloo]
Reporting for duty, Miss Cunningham.
Spit-shine, looking fine
and back a whole five minutes early.
[whistles] Say now!
What's with all the customers?
It's the missing whale
from Seymour's See-More Seaquarium.
Missing whale?
Yes. The whole afternoon
is booked solid with customers
who want five minutes of air time
to search for it.
But why is everybody so hot
to find some overgrown tuna fish?
[Rebecca] Because of the reward money.
This reward and our stashed cash
could buy back the Sea Duck.
And if the whale's at the Seaquarium,
I can visit him every day.
Will you please get to work?
Work? We've still got four whole minutes
of break time left.
Bless my lucky starfish,
you've found my whale.
You have no idea what this means to me.
As long as it means moola to us.
Oodles of moola. As soon as Moby Dimple
is back and performing.
Just let me load my special
whale retrieval equipment.
You mean your whale's
done this disappearing act before?
Oh, my goodness, yes.
You see, Moby Dimple
is just too young to understand
that a tame whale
can't survive in the wild.
He looked OK to me.
Which are you gonna believe?
Me or your own eyes?
Hey, what's this doing here?
A Smith & Wessonoil
double-barreled harpoon?
- Those things are illegal.
- They're against the law, too.
Only if you hunt with them.
You see, this is a museum piece,
part of the Seaquarium's collection.
So, boys, let's go find my whale. Hm?
Whenever you're ready, boys.
Here, Dimple!
We're back! We brought treats.
Catch, boy.
Come to Papa, you naughty boy.
[squeals]
[Seymour] Got him!
Hold your seahorses, Dimple, hon.
I'll have you back
making money in no time.
Here are two free passes.
Come catch the show
and we'll square up the reward money.
Well, Seymour got his whale
and we got the Sea Duck.
[sadly] This is our lucky day,
Lil' Britches.
[Kit] Yeah, great. Just great.
And now for the grand finale!
The great Moby Dimple
will leap 50 feet into the air...
through the amazing...
Hoop of Doom.
- [audience gasps]
- I don't like the look of this.
Don't worry, Kit.
It's just part of the act.
[squeals]
[all] Ooh!
- [applause]
- Oh, thank you. Thank you.
Dimple burned his tail, Baloo.
Like I'm telling you,
it's all a part of the act...
I think.
- Hey, there. Seymour!
- Hi, fellas.
I'd give you my thanks, but I think
you want the reward money more, huh?
Um, Mr. Seymour,
I think Dimple hurt his tail.
Not to worry. It happens all the time.
He's just an animal.
He doesn't feel a thing.
Besides, people aren't paying
to see his tail.
Golly. You could fry an egg on those
seals. They could do with some shade.
Yeah, but that costs money.
Shade doesn't grow on trees, you know.
[laughs]
[gasps]
This tank is dirtier
than last week's laundry.
You ever clean these things, Seymour?
Sure I do, but that costs moola too.
In this racket, Baloo, slime is money.
[chuckles]
But, Mr. Seymour...
Look! This is my park
and I'll run it any way I please.
Hey.
Don't strip your scales there, Seymour.
You did your job,
you got your pay, now scram.
Phew-whee.
That guy's about as pleasant
as a pair of sandpaper underpants.
We did it!
Ah, smell that air, Kit?
That's how air smells when you're free.
It stinks!
Well, we are downwind of the bait tanks.
No. I mean our freedom cost Dimple
his freedom and I think that stinks.
Take it easy, Lil' Britches.
For all we know,
that whale likes it here.
And you believe that, Papa Bear?
[sighs] No, I don't believe it.
But what can we do about it now?
Seymour won't listen to us.
But I do know someone
he'll have to listen to.
Come on.
Another sold-out show.
Boys, that whale is a money magnet.
I'm out of tickets, chump.
Come back later.
[male voice] I think not, sir.
I'm here to inspect your park.
- My name's Burrough.
- Rhymes with "thorough."
It's another inspection.
You two know what to do.
Inspector, sir. What say we get
acquainted before the grand tour?
- Who did you say you were with?
- A.C.H.O.O.
Uh... Gesundheit.
No. That's A.C.H.O.O.
As in the Agency Concerned
with the Happiness of Oceanic Oddities.
If Inspector Burrough doesn't think
you've been keeping the animals happy,
he'll shut down your whole park.
Well, let's get to it, shall we?
Why, certainly. Follow me.
Cheese it! They're coming.
An hour ago this place was in worse
shape than Wildcat's lunch box.
I like a man
who shades his seals, Seymour.
But, your Inspectorship, those
green leafies weren't there before.
Fast-growing tropical hybrids, sir.
I have special fertilizers.
That I believe.
Hey, what's the deal with the aquarium?
In my business, we call that "clean."
Not to be confused with "dirty."
But I don't want to give away
too many trade secrets.
Inspector, believe me, Seymour here
is pulling some sort of scam.
If "scam" stands for Super,
Clean And Marvelous, then you're right.
Oh, thank you, sir.
No. No, wait a minute.
You haven't seen the whale.
He's miserable. You'll see.
One miserable whale coming up.
That tank looks mighty tiny, Seymour,
and it's awfully close to the sharks.
Oh, Dimple likes the company.
Besides, his performance tank
is much bigger.
But he likes it cozy. Don't you, boy?
Our special code.
One spout for no, two for yes.
Ahoy in there! Are you happy, Dimple?
See? One spout for no. So there!
He's happy. Two spouts for yes!
[Dimple whimpers]
Here's your inspection certificate.
This place is outstanding.
I won't have to inspect you
for an entire year. Congratulations.
Baloo, you've wasted my precious time.
Don't let it happen again.
We've got to do something. We can't
leave Dimple here with this creep.
OK, Seymour.
Let's talk turkey about your whale.
Hm. You want to buy my whale
with the reward money?
Plus ten times more.
But that's the money
you saved for the Sea Duck.
The money we saved, Lil' Britches.
And I can't think
of a better way to spend it.
That whale brings in
a hundred times that each day.
I suppose I should appreciate
you helping me catch Dimple
and getting my inspection certificate.
But gratitude only stretches so far.
Now I want you troublemakers
out of my park!
Not before I say goodbye to Dimple.
All right. But I'm not responsible
if anything happens.
You haven't heard the last of this!
[both yell]
Oh, I think I have, kid.
I really think I have.
[both] Help! Help! Help!
Help!
Help! Help!
Help!
Help! Help!
Help! Help! Help!
Help!
- [Kit] Dimple saved us.
- [Baloo] He sure did.
And it's time we returned the favor.
Come on, Kit.
There's a guy out there with a really
big package and a really big bill.
Wildcat, tell the delivery man we'll
be there in a minute with the dough.
- You ready, Kit?
- Lead on, Papa Bear.
Hey, Baloo, Kit. I did it.
So exactly what did I do?
That, old buddy,
is the Acme portable whale lift.
Gee, all we need now is a whale.
You can leave that to us, Wildcat.
Yeah.
We know just the spot to catch one.
Just so I don't have to throw him back!
'Cause they're heavy.
Say, friend,
could you move a little faster?
Let's get this pup
into the briny before he melts.
[barking]
The boss didn't say
he was expecting any deliveries.
Of course he didn't.
I'm not delivering the seal to him,
I'm delivering him to you.
Oh. OK.
Meet you at the whale tank
in ten minutes.
[Seymour] Hey, what's that seal
doing here? We have a show to do.
All I need is to start the show
a seal short.
- [barking]
- Come on, Rover. It's show time.
[applause]
Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen!
And welcome
to the wettest show on earth!
And now, for your viewing amusement,
our amazing seals!
Hit it, gang.
[audience groans]
Well... Perhaps the seals
are in a musical mood today.
How about a little classical music?
[noisy honking]
[laughs] That was classical all right.
Classically bad!
[audience boos]
Get back here! The show isn't over yet.
It's the kid!
Dimple, it's me! Jump, boy, jump!
Nobody steals my whale.
- We did it, Baloo.
- [banging]
Yeah, but that clam-jockey's
right behind us.
Give it up, you thieves you!
Hey, what do you say we give Burrough
something worth inspecting?
Nah. Couldn't be.
That's a Smith & Wessonoil
double-barreled harpoon.
Nobody slips one of those
past A.C.H.O.O.
[helicopter approaches]
All right, you two no-good
con nappers! Where's my whale?
Why, Seymour, you must have us
mixed up with somebody else.
- We've been fishing all day.
- [siren wails]
Inspector,
I demand you do something about this.
I intend to, Seymour.
You're under arrest
for possession of an illegal harpoon.
But, Inspector, I er...
I knew from the start
there was something fishy about you.
OK, Dimple! Coast is clear!
[Kit]
Now he has the whole ocean to play in.
[Dimple squeals]
♪ TaleSpin
♪ TaleSpin
♪ Ooh-ooh
♪ Another tale to spin
♪ TaleSpin
♪ TaleSpin
♪ Ooh-ooh
♪ Another tale to spin
♪ Oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh-oh oh-oh
Oh-oh oh-oh oh
[Baloo] Ha ha ha!
♪ TaleSpin ♪