TaleSpin (1990–1991): Season 1, Episode 35 - Plunder and Lightning: Part 2 - full transcript
- [thunderclap]
- [man chuckling]
Spin it!
[men vocalizing]
Let's begin it.
- ♪ Ohh-ee-yeh
- ♪ TaleSpin
- ♪ Ohh-ee-yo
- ♪ TaleSpin
♪ Friends for life
through thick and thin
♪ With another tale to spin
- ♪ Ohh-ee-yeh
- ♪ TaleSpin
- ♪ Ohh-ee-yo
- ♪ TaleSpin
♪ All the trouble we get in
with another tale to spin
Spin it!
[men vocalizing]
Spin it, my friend.
- ♪ Ohh-ee-yeh
- ♪ Ohh-ee-yeh
- ♪ Ohh-ee-yo
- ♪ Ohh-ee-yo
- ♪ Ohh-ee-yeh, ohh-ee-yo
- ♪ Ohh-ee-yeh, ohh-ee-yo
[rapid vocalizing]
♪ Spin it, let's begin it
Bear 'n grin it when you're in it
♪ You can win it in a minute
When you spin it, spin it, spin it
♪ So spin it!
♪ TaleSpin! ♪
[airplane engine revving]
I don't believe it. No pickle?
You want pickles? We're in one.
That stop at Louie's made us late.
Rebecca's gonna be mad.
In that case, here.
Nothing worse than getting chewed out
on an empty stomach.
Hey, wait a minute.
Baloo, turn to 1-4-0 degrees, quick!
[Kit] It's a shortcut home.
The map says it's a pass.
The Mir...
- M-I-R-K-L...
- [gags] Mirkl Pass!
Yeah. Why is it called that?
[Baloo] 'Cause if you make it,
it's a miracle.
You know how many guys
have cracked up in here?
Ah, Papa Bear, nobody's as good as you.
You've forgotten more
than most pilots learned.
Yeah, but one slip in here,
and adios, muchachos.
And if we're late getting
Rebecca's cargo back, adios eardrums.
You got a point.
OK. Hang onto your fries.
[Kit] Watch it!
No room to turn around.
Maybe we can climb out!
Baloo!
- [screams]
- [crash]
Pass the ketchup.
This may be our last meal.
[panting] See? That wasn't so bad.
If you liked that,
you're gonna love this.
[crash]
Hold it together, baby.
Papa Bear will get you home.
[crash]
Controls are out!
I can't hold her!
[Baloo and Kit screaming]
[crashing]
Baloo? Baloo?
Come on, Papa Bear. Wake up!
Double mustard? Hold the onions.
Baloo. You're all right.
At least you're in better shape
than your baby.
- What baby?
- The Sea Duck, of course.
Funny name for a plane.
Hey! I guess it's sort of quacked up.
Rebecca isn't gonna think
it's so funny.
Rebecca. Rebecca.
Now where have I heard
that name before?
Where could those two be?
- [steam whistle blows]
- Could be there.
Where have you been? Where's Baloo?
What did he do to the Sea Duck?
Enter it into a demolition derby?
You look awful! Where's my cargo?
- [Baloo] Whoa, lady!
- Baloo, you're hurt!
We gotta get you into bed.
Kit, get aspirin, bandages.
- Boil some water. Call a doctor.
- Are you OK?
Uh, yeah.
- Is he OK?
- I'm not... sure.
Now, little ducky,
this is only gonna hurt for a second.
[yawning]
[Kit] Morning, Papa Bear!
How's the head?
Fine, kid. Oh, man, what a dream.
I... That plane.
It was in my dream.
- But it was all banged up.
- Looks great, eh?
Thanks to Wildcat.
Uh, you wanna check her out?
Nice.
Don't you wanna check out the cockpit?
It's all fixed up too.
Sure.
Hey! This is neat.
- That's my seat, Baloo.
- Oh, sure.
[imitating engine revving]
I'm sorry. Uncle Wildcat
hit you too hard?
- [Wildcat] I said I'm sorry!
- [splash]
Well, shall we...
- ...start her up?
- Go for it, kid.
Me? Gee, thanks, Baloo.
OK, magnetos on. Set mixer.
Throttle to here, and...
Hey, that looks fun. Magnets on,
mix up your set, trotters to here.
No! That reverses the props!
- [screams]
- [crash]
Baloo, what are you doing?
- I don't know.
- What do you mean, you don't know?
- You're a pilot!
- Go on.
- I've never flown a plane in my life.
- What?
[Rebecca] What's going on in there?
Is Baloo all right?
Just fine. But the kid here is trying
to tell me that I'm a pilot.
Sorry, Miss Cunningham.
Bad aerodynamics. It's OK now.
Well, Wildcat, would you
get in here, please?
Baloo, of course you're a pilot.
[gasps]
Oh, no. The crash.
The bump on your head.
You must have amnesia.
[Rebecca] Guys! We've got cargo to ship.
- She's a nice lady.
- She's also your boss.
If you don't fly this plane,
she'll fire you.
How can I get fired for not doing
something I don't know how to do?
[imitating engine revving]
[plane engine starts]
It's about time.
Baloo, just watch what Wildcat does
and see if it brings back memories, OK?
Do I have to watch him crash?
Wildcat, pull up!
Oh, Baloo. Stop showing off.
[Kit] OK, Baloo, we're safe now.
Any memories coming back to you?
This reminds me of the night
we didn't pay the electric bill!
Just watch what Wildcat does.
You'll remember.
It's simple. Got your elevator trim,
rudders here. All these gizmos
do different things. Don't touch
these guys. Here's your RPMs.
- And ABCs. You try it, OK?
- [Baloo] OK.
[Kit screams]
Hey, that was pretty good!
But maybe you should save aerobatics
till lesson two, OK?
Or maybe lesson ten.
[Wildcat] "Thunderstorms are dangerous
to airplanes.
In the event you encounter one,
you should fly around it."
Hey, we'll get out of this.
I've seen you do it a hundred times.
- How many times have you done it?
- Counting this time...
...once.
- What do we do now?
- I think we crash.
[screaming]
[Kit] Put them on, quick.
We gotta jump.
Out of a plane?!
[screams]
Kit! Wildcat!
Baloo! Baloo, get out!
[Kit] Baloo!
[Baloo] Let me out of here! Help!
Somebody, help!
[man on radio] Need some help up there?
Hello? Help! I'm caught in a storm!
What storm?
So, what are you waiting for, son?
Bring her down.
[Baloo] Where?
[stammers] But I can't fly.
[man] Horselips, anybody can fly.
Just take the controls
and do what I say.
Now, pull back a tad on the wheel,
and turn her a little to the left.
Good. Now, bank her back the other way,
nice and easy.
- Oh, no.
- You're doing fine, son.
Ease the throttle back.
A little bit more.
Half mile out, looking good.
Pull back the wheel a bit.
Now, get her nose up.
- I'm gonna crash!
- You can't as long as you're flying.
And son, you're flying fine.
Now, pull the nose up.
A little more.
Ease the throttle back.
Ten feet. Five.
OK, pull all the way back.
And cut the engine!
[panting]
Hello?
Mister?
Hello?
Mister?
You can call me Joe.
Well, can't say that was
the best landing I ever saw.
But any landing at all
would be a miracle... considering.
- Considering what?
- That in another 30 seconds,
your good engine would have conked out
and you would have crashed.
[shudders, swoons]
- Look! A town.
- [Wildcat] Where?
Maybe we can hire a car
or truck or something.
We gotta find Baloo.
What if he didn't bail out?
What if he crashed?
What if he's...?
[heavy snoring]
[coughing]
Hello?
That old guy was a flying ace?
"Legion of Valor." Joe McGee.
[hammering in the distance]
Man!
Morning, son.
Honey of a plane you got here.
What they aren't coming up
with these days.
Well, other than your radio's shot,
she's all ready to take off.
- [stammers] Take off?
- I know what you're thinking.
These cliffs are too high to climb over.
Well, you're right.
Only way out is through there.
Caved in years ago.
Keep your eyes peeled,
your flaps down, and you'll be fine.
Well, clear skies.
Wait. Mr. McGee, I... Joe. Joe!
Hey, wait a minute!
Thanks for saving my life last night,
but you got a phone here?
I gotta call home, ring a taxi,
catch a bus.
Sorry, no phone.
Only way out is to fly out.
I can't. I used to, but I got a bump
on the head and I forgot how to fly.
Son, you landed in the right place.
Welcome to Joe's Flying School.
Since you used to fly,
you need my refresher course.
- But...
- Once a flyboy, always a flyboy.
[Baloo] But...
[whimpering]
Stick back. Nose up.
Now, bank left.
[screams]
Your other left!
[screams]
That's it. I'm walking out of here.
It's 20 miles of sagebrush
and rattlesnakes to the nearest town.
[angry mumbling]
Out in the middle of nowhere...
OK, bank left. That's the way.
[Joe] OK, nose up! You're too low.
Pull up! Pull up!
[sighs]
I know you got a pilot in you, son.
I don't know where you're hiding him.
OK, nose up! Little more!
Yeah!
[Baloo] Are you sure
I'm ready for this?
You've passed all the basics.
Time for the real thing.
OK, Baloo, she's all yours.
[screaming]
Nice turn. Now show me a roll.
Outstanding. Let's see a loop.
Perfect!
- Now what do I do?
- Try having some fun. Loosen up.
You're supposed
to be having a good time.
Look around you, Baloo.
Up here, you're free as a bird.
The skies are yours.
You've remembered how to fly,
but you've forgotten
what flying's all about.
We did it, Papa Bear!
[laughing]
[more laughter]
[Baloo] I remember!
- How'd I do, coach?
- Now that's what I call flying!
Son, you've graduated.
You're ready to solo.
- Solo?
- Sure.
How else are you gonna fly out of here?
I thought you might come along,
just in case I...
Nah. I got way too much work to do.
- [Kit] Watch it. Look out!
- [Baloo] No time to turn around!
Hold it together, baby.
[screams]
[engines starting]
Clear skies, son.
[screaming]
[tires screeching]
- Forget something?
- Well, uh, the weather...
...looks a little rough.
- [Joe] Yeah, real terrifying.
- It's gonna get bad any minute.
- My trick knee never lies.
- Right. Trick knee.
Yeah, so, uh, maybe I'll try it later.
OK, Joe?
Oh, sure, son. Later.
[wind gusting]
We're gonna have to head back for
more gas pretty soon. See anything yet?
Not a trace!
[Joe] Come on, flyboy.
Time to soar with the eagles.
[loud sneeze]
Now what's his excuse?
[clicks tongue] Son, you look awful.
I think I got
triple high altitude pneumonia...
- [blows nose]
- [coughs]
...or worse.
Gee, that's terrible.
Well, no flying for you.
I got some work to do.
Need anything, just holler.
Thanks. Whew!
[screaming]
Joe! What happened?
[groaning]
I fell off the ladder! Busted my leg
in a million pieces!
Don't touch me.
Fly to town, bring Doc Cooper.
Due north, 20 miles.
- Fly?
- Hurry, son.
Or I'm a goner.
What am I gonna do?
[whimpering]
[airplane engine starts]
That's the way, son!
[Joe] Yahoo! [whooping]
Where could he be?
- [airplane approaching]
- Yikes! Baloo!
Doctor, doctor! Help!
Wait! What is this?
This is an emergency!
[airplane engine revving]
Baloo, wait a minute!
What's going on? Where you been?
I thought he couldn't fly.
He couldn't. He can't.
Baloo, you're flying. But wait. How?
I'll explain later, kid.
What's wrong, Baloo?
Joe? Joe!
What is this all about?
Have you got an injured man here or not?
Yeah, yeah, I left him right here.
Joe! Hey, Mr. McGee!
Joe McGee?
- Baloo? Are you OK?
- Yeah, I'm fine.
We gotta find Joe.
You won't find him here, son.
Nobody's used this field in years.
Not since the landslide
nearly blocked the entrance.
But I left him
not half an hour ago. I...
Look, here's his cane.
Joe wrecked his leg saving a crew
from a burning plane.
That one leg grounded him for life.
That's when he opened
this flight school.
They say he trained the best.
Some say he was the best.
What do you mean, "was"?
Son, Joe McGee passed away
20 years ago.
Thanks, Joe.
Who's that, Baloo?
A friend of yours?
[Baloo] More than a friend, kid.
More like a guardian angel.
[Joe] Look around you, Baloo.
You're free as a bird.
The skies are yours.
♪ TaleSpin
♪ TaleSpin
[men vocalizing]
♪ Another tale to spin
♪ TaleSpin
♪ TaleSpin
[vocalizing]
♪ Another tale to spin
[men vocalizing]
[man chuckling]
♪ TaleSpin ♪
- [man chuckling]
Spin it!
[men vocalizing]
Let's begin it.
- ♪ Ohh-ee-yeh
- ♪ TaleSpin
- ♪ Ohh-ee-yo
- ♪ TaleSpin
♪ Friends for life
through thick and thin
♪ With another tale to spin
- ♪ Ohh-ee-yeh
- ♪ TaleSpin
- ♪ Ohh-ee-yo
- ♪ TaleSpin
♪ All the trouble we get in
with another tale to spin
Spin it!
[men vocalizing]
Spin it, my friend.
- ♪ Ohh-ee-yeh
- ♪ Ohh-ee-yeh
- ♪ Ohh-ee-yo
- ♪ Ohh-ee-yo
- ♪ Ohh-ee-yeh, ohh-ee-yo
- ♪ Ohh-ee-yeh, ohh-ee-yo
[rapid vocalizing]
♪ Spin it, let's begin it
Bear 'n grin it when you're in it
♪ You can win it in a minute
When you spin it, spin it, spin it
♪ So spin it!
♪ TaleSpin! ♪
[airplane engine revving]
I don't believe it. No pickle?
You want pickles? We're in one.
That stop at Louie's made us late.
Rebecca's gonna be mad.
In that case, here.
Nothing worse than getting chewed out
on an empty stomach.
Hey, wait a minute.
Baloo, turn to 1-4-0 degrees, quick!
[Kit] It's a shortcut home.
The map says it's a pass.
The Mir...
- M-I-R-K-L...
- [gags] Mirkl Pass!
Yeah. Why is it called that?
[Baloo] 'Cause if you make it,
it's a miracle.
You know how many guys
have cracked up in here?
Ah, Papa Bear, nobody's as good as you.
You've forgotten more
than most pilots learned.
Yeah, but one slip in here,
and adios, muchachos.
And if we're late getting
Rebecca's cargo back, adios eardrums.
You got a point.
OK. Hang onto your fries.
[Kit] Watch it!
No room to turn around.
Maybe we can climb out!
Baloo!
- [screams]
- [crash]
Pass the ketchup.
This may be our last meal.
[panting] See? That wasn't so bad.
If you liked that,
you're gonna love this.
[crash]
Hold it together, baby.
Papa Bear will get you home.
[crash]
Controls are out!
I can't hold her!
[Baloo and Kit screaming]
[crashing]
Baloo? Baloo?
Come on, Papa Bear. Wake up!
Double mustard? Hold the onions.
Baloo. You're all right.
At least you're in better shape
than your baby.
- What baby?
- The Sea Duck, of course.
Funny name for a plane.
Hey! I guess it's sort of quacked up.
Rebecca isn't gonna think
it's so funny.
Rebecca. Rebecca.
Now where have I heard
that name before?
Where could those two be?
- [steam whistle blows]
- Could be there.
Where have you been? Where's Baloo?
What did he do to the Sea Duck?
Enter it into a demolition derby?
You look awful! Where's my cargo?
- [Baloo] Whoa, lady!
- Baloo, you're hurt!
We gotta get you into bed.
Kit, get aspirin, bandages.
- Boil some water. Call a doctor.
- Are you OK?
Uh, yeah.
- Is he OK?
- I'm not... sure.
Now, little ducky,
this is only gonna hurt for a second.
[yawning]
[Kit] Morning, Papa Bear!
How's the head?
Fine, kid. Oh, man, what a dream.
I... That plane.
It was in my dream.
- But it was all banged up.
- Looks great, eh?
Thanks to Wildcat.
Uh, you wanna check her out?
Nice.
Don't you wanna check out the cockpit?
It's all fixed up too.
Sure.
Hey! This is neat.
- That's my seat, Baloo.
- Oh, sure.
[imitating engine revving]
I'm sorry. Uncle Wildcat
hit you too hard?
- [Wildcat] I said I'm sorry!
- [splash]
Well, shall we...
- ...start her up?
- Go for it, kid.
Me? Gee, thanks, Baloo.
OK, magnetos on. Set mixer.
Throttle to here, and...
Hey, that looks fun. Magnets on,
mix up your set, trotters to here.
No! That reverses the props!
- [screams]
- [crash]
Baloo, what are you doing?
- I don't know.
- What do you mean, you don't know?
- You're a pilot!
- Go on.
- I've never flown a plane in my life.
- What?
[Rebecca] What's going on in there?
Is Baloo all right?
Just fine. But the kid here is trying
to tell me that I'm a pilot.
Sorry, Miss Cunningham.
Bad aerodynamics. It's OK now.
Well, Wildcat, would you
get in here, please?
Baloo, of course you're a pilot.
[gasps]
Oh, no. The crash.
The bump on your head.
You must have amnesia.
[Rebecca] Guys! We've got cargo to ship.
- She's a nice lady.
- She's also your boss.
If you don't fly this plane,
she'll fire you.
How can I get fired for not doing
something I don't know how to do?
[imitating engine revving]
[plane engine starts]
It's about time.
Baloo, just watch what Wildcat does
and see if it brings back memories, OK?
Do I have to watch him crash?
Wildcat, pull up!
Oh, Baloo. Stop showing off.
[Kit] OK, Baloo, we're safe now.
Any memories coming back to you?
This reminds me of the night
we didn't pay the electric bill!
Just watch what Wildcat does.
You'll remember.
It's simple. Got your elevator trim,
rudders here. All these gizmos
do different things. Don't touch
these guys. Here's your RPMs.
- And ABCs. You try it, OK?
- [Baloo] OK.
[Kit screams]
Hey, that was pretty good!
But maybe you should save aerobatics
till lesson two, OK?
Or maybe lesson ten.
[Wildcat] "Thunderstorms are dangerous
to airplanes.
In the event you encounter one,
you should fly around it."
Hey, we'll get out of this.
I've seen you do it a hundred times.
- How many times have you done it?
- Counting this time...
...once.
- What do we do now?
- I think we crash.
[screaming]
[Kit] Put them on, quick.
We gotta jump.
Out of a plane?!
[screams]
Kit! Wildcat!
Baloo! Baloo, get out!
[Kit] Baloo!
[Baloo] Let me out of here! Help!
Somebody, help!
[man on radio] Need some help up there?
Hello? Help! I'm caught in a storm!
What storm?
So, what are you waiting for, son?
Bring her down.
[Baloo] Where?
[stammers] But I can't fly.
[man] Horselips, anybody can fly.
Just take the controls
and do what I say.
Now, pull back a tad on the wheel,
and turn her a little to the left.
Good. Now, bank her back the other way,
nice and easy.
- Oh, no.
- You're doing fine, son.
Ease the throttle back.
A little bit more.
Half mile out, looking good.
Pull back the wheel a bit.
Now, get her nose up.
- I'm gonna crash!
- You can't as long as you're flying.
And son, you're flying fine.
Now, pull the nose up.
A little more.
Ease the throttle back.
Ten feet. Five.
OK, pull all the way back.
And cut the engine!
[panting]
Hello?
Mister?
Hello?
Mister?
You can call me Joe.
Well, can't say that was
the best landing I ever saw.
But any landing at all
would be a miracle... considering.
- Considering what?
- That in another 30 seconds,
your good engine would have conked out
and you would have crashed.
[shudders, swoons]
- Look! A town.
- [Wildcat] Where?
Maybe we can hire a car
or truck or something.
We gotta find Baloo.
What if he didn't bail out?
What if he crashed?
What if he's...?
[heavy snoring]
[coughing]
Hello?
That old guy was a flying ace?
"Legion of Valor." Joe McGee.
[hammering in the distance]
Man!
Morning, son.
Honey of a plane you got here.
What they aren't coming up
with these days.
Well, other than your radio's shot,
she's all ready to take off.
- [stammers] Take off?
- I know what you're thinking.
These cliffs are too high to climb over.
Well, you're right.
Only way out is through there.
Caved in years ago.
Keep your eyes peeled,
your flaps down, and you'll be fine.
Well, clear skies.
Wait. Mr. McGee, I... Joe. Joe!
Hey, wait a minute!
Thanks for saving my life last night,
but you got a phone here?
I gotta call home, ring a taxi,
catch a bus.
Sorry, no phone.
Only way out is to fly out.
I can't. I used to, but I got a bump
on the head and I forgot how to fly.
Son, you landed in the right place.
Welcome to Joe's Flying School.
Since you used to fly,
you need my refresher course.
- But...
- Once a flyboy, always a flyboy.
[Baloo] But...
[whimpering]
Stick back. Nose up.
Now, bank left.
[screams]
Your other left!
[screams]
That's it. I'm walking out of here.
It's 20 miles of sagebrush
and rattlesnakes to the nearest town.
[angry mumbling]
Out in the middle of nowhere...
OK, bank left. That's the way.
[Joe] OK, nose up! You're too low.
Pull up! Pull up!
[sighs]
I know you got a pilot in you, son.
I don't know where you're hiding him.
OK, nose up! Little more!
Yeah!
[Baloo] Are you sure
I'm ready for this?
You've passed all the basics.
Time for the real thing.
OK, Baloo, she's all yours.
[screaming]
Nice turn. Now show me a roll.
Outstanding. Let's see a loop.
Perfect!
- Now what do I do?
- Try having some fun. Loosen up.
You're supposed
to be having a good time.
Look around you, Baloo.
Up here, you're free as a bird.
The skies are yours.
You've remembered how to fly,
but you've forgotten
what flying's all about.
We did it, Papa Bear!
[laughing]
[more laughter]
[Baloo] I remember!
- How'd I do, coach?
- Now that's what I call flying!
Son, you've graduated.
You're ready to solo.
- Solo?
- Sure.
How else are you gonna fly out of here?
I thought you might come along,
just in case I...
Nah. I got way too much work to do.
- [Kit] Watch it. Look out!
- [Baloo] No time to turn around!
Hold it together, baby.
[screams]
[engines starting]
Clear skies, son.
[screaming]
[tires screeching]
- Forget something?
- Well, uh, the weather...
...looks a little rough.
- [Joe] Yeah, real terrifying.
- It's gonna get bad any minute.
- My trick knee never lies.
- Right. Trick knee.
Yeah, so, uh, maybe I'll try it later.
OK, Joe?
Oh, sure, son. Later.
[wind gusting]
We're gonna have to head back for
more gas pretty soon. See anything yet?
Not a trace!
[Joe] Come on, flyboy.
Time to soar with the eagles.
[loud sneeze]
Now what's his excuse?
[clicks tongue] Son, you look awful.
I think I got
triple high altitude pneumonia...
- [blows nose]
- [coughs]
...or worse.
Gee, that's terrible.
Well, no flying for you.
I got some work to do.
Need anything, just holler.
Thanks. Whew!
[screaming]
Joe! What happened?
[groaning]
I fell off the ladder! Busted my leg
in a million pieces!
Don't touch me.
Fly to town, bring Doc Cooper.
Due north, 20 miles.
- Fly?
- Hurry, son.
Or I'm a goner.
What am I gonna do?
[whimpering]
[airplane engine starts]
That's the way, son!
[Joe] Yahoo! [whooping]
Where could he be?
- [airplane approaching]
- Yikes! Baloo!
Doctor, doctor! Help!
Wait! What is this?
This is an emergency!
[airplane engine revving]
Baloo, wait a minute!
What's going on? Where you been?
I thought he couldn't fly.
He couldn't. He can't.
Baloo, you're flying. But wait. How?
I'll explain later, kid.
What's wrong, Baloo?
Joe? Joe!
What is this all about?
Have you got an injured man here or not?
Yeah, yeah, I left him right here.
Joe! Hey, Mr. McGee!
Joe McGee?
- Baloo? Are you OK?
- Yeah, I'm fine.
We gotta find Joe.
You won't find him here, son.
Nobody's used this field in years.
Not since the landslide
nearly blocked the entrance.
But I left him
not half an hour ago. I...
Look, here's his cane.
Joe wrecked his leg saving a crew
from a burning plane.
That one leg grounded him for life.
That's when he opened
this flight school.
They say he trained the best.
Some say he was the best.
What do you mean, "was"?
Son, Joe McGee passed away
20 years ago.
Thanks, Joe.
Who's that, Baloo?
A friend of yours?
[Baloo] More than a friend, kid.
More like a guardian angel.
[Joe] Look around you, Baloo.
You're free as a bird.
The skies are yours.
♪ TaleSpin
♪ TaleSpin
[men vocalizing]
♪ Another tale to spin
♪ TaleSpin
♪ TaleSpin
[vocalizing]
♪ Another tale to spin
[men vocalizing]
[man chuckling]
♪ TaleSpin ♪