TaleSpin (1990–1991): Season 1, Episode 60 - The Road to Macadamia - full transcript
Baloo and Louie crash-land outside the walled gates of Macadamia where they are cheated out of cash and cargo by the local Richelieu, Chancellor Trample. This means war!
(LAUGHS)
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Let's begin it
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- Oh-ee-yeah!
- Tale Spin
- Oh-ee-yoh!
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Friends for life
through thick and thin
With another tale to spin
- Oh-ee-yeah!
- Tale Spin
- Oh-ee-yoh!
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All the trouble we get in
With another tale to spin
Spin it!
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
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Spin it, my friend
- Oh-ee-yay
- Oh-ee-yay
- Oh-ee-yoh
- Oh-ee-yoh
Oh-ee-yay, oh-ee-yay
Oh-ee-yoh, oh-ee-yoh
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Hey! Hey!
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!
Tale Spin!
(BALOO SCATTING)
(LOUIE SCATTING)
(SCATTING CONTINUES)
Hey, Baloo, I ever show you
my mind-reading trick?
Counting today?
A million and two times.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Well, this time, I'll get it right.
- Optimist.
- Pick a card, any card!
Floor me, Normy.
Shambala shambelly,
the stars are gonna tell me.
It was the ace of spades. Am I right?
Well, darn my socks!
How ever did you guess?
The Amazing Louie never guesses,
man, he knows.
Okay. Now for my next trick,
I'll tell you how far
we are from Macadamia,
without the aid of instruments.
Mumbo-jumbo and a side of gumbo,
I can see it in the stars!
We are exactly 100 miles away.
That's 100 gallons, Swamy.
You peeked at the gas gauge.
(INDIGNANTLY) Me? Peek? Try to fool
- my one and only bestest pal?
- Is that a trick question?
Okay, I'll prove there's no hankie
in my pankie. Blindfold me, man!
- How's that? Oh, come on now!
- Tie a knot! Try a granny.
- Ow! Uncle!
- Make up your mind, granny or uncle?
(BOTH SCREAMING)
(BOTH SCREAMING)
(SIGHS) I must be alive, 'cause I hurt
too much to be dead.
(CAMEL GRUNTS)
- Was that you?
- Nah, it's the welcome wagon.
Hey, we're in Macadamia! (LAUGHS)
How's that for door-to-door service?
Next time try parking closer to the curb.
Oh, now it's not so far away.
Yeah, but that sand looks mighty hot
and my tootsies are real particular.
Okay, I'm thinking, I'm thinking.
- Say, are you thinking what I'm thinking?
- Yes, and that worries me.
BALOO: (LAUGHING) Frenchy not,
hot and tot.
I'll go negotiate
with the local taxi service.
Um, incidentally, you got
any cash on you?
Why did I know that was coming?
(GIGGLING) Well, here we are at last.
On the road to Macadamia.
(SCOFFS) That sounds suspiciously
like a song cue to me.
Is that a request?
No, I was warning the camels
so they could cover their ears.
(CAMEL GRUNTS)
See, your reputation precedes you.
Dig. Last time we were here,
Macadamia was knee deep in dough.
(CHICKEN CACKLING LOUDLY)
(CROWD SHOUTING)
Well, it looks like the dough ran low!
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
I got a shipment here
for the King of Macadamia.
And I'm picking up a load of chocolate
covered nuts for Louie's Place.
Are you the concierge?
Handle with care, guys,
I've been known to tip heavily.
Not in my lifetime.
Excuse me, I got a bill here for, um...
(GROWLS)
Has he had his shots?
- Hey, who's gonna pay for this?
- And what about my chocolate...
...nuts.
- Open up!
- Hey, come on, what's the deal, man?
BOTH: Who's in charge here?
Come on! Let us in!
What're you, the doorman?
Chancellor Trample,
special assistant to the King.
You guys owe me $192.12!
And 10 bags of chocolate-covered nuts
I paid for!
Don't worry. I'll handle this.
I'm sorry, the kingdom is broke.
- BOTH: Broke?
- Oh, yes.
I'm afraid King Amok has
squandered all our money.
We are destitute. Busted. Tapped out.
And speaking of out, you know the way.
BOTH: Uh-oh.
(BOTH SCREAMING)
BALOO: We're not taking this
lying down!
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
Howdy-do, we represent Floss-O-Matic,
the dental care tool of tomorrow
that you can own today.
Can we speak with
the monarch of the house?
(BOTH SCREAMING)
- Okay, Louie, all clear!
- You sure?
Positive!
(BOTH SCREAMING)
(GROANS)
If I could open my eyes,
I know I'd be seeing stars!
- The stars!
- Don't tell me. You got another plan.
Why, Louie! You read my mind!
KING AMOK: Dreadful,
simply dreadful, you know,
my kingdom, bankrupt!
This is all my fault!
Oh, no, Father. Don't blame yourself.
But all of our tax money is gone!
If I'm not responsible, who is?
Morning.
It's the creep who copped your cargo
and snatched my snacks!
Your majesty, if you allow me
to wed Princess Lotta Lamour,
I will donate my fortune
to save the kingdom.
No!
I will never marry Chancellor Trample!
He's a loathsome, festering carbuncle
on the face of our beloved kingdom!
What are you really saying?
Touch me and you're dust, buster!
I like that gal's spunk.
The rest of her ain't bad, either, man.
Father, he only wants to marry me
so he can take your crown.
Oh, is that true, Chancellor Trample?
Well, of course not, your highness.
Macadamia is facing disaster!
The people are ready to revolt.
(RECORD PLAYER STARTING)
VOICES: Down with the King!
Down with the King!
Down with the King!
Down with the King!
Down with the King!
The only thing revolting around here
is that cheesy chancellor!
Yeah, let's nail that scam-man!
Don't you see, sire?
You have no choice but to...
Ladies and gentlemen,
for your edification and amusement.
How about a big Macadamian
welcome for that seer without peer,
the Amazing Louie.
(LAUGHS AND APPLAUDS)
(KING AMOK CLAPPING)
(CHUCKLES) How wonderful.
Thank you, Babaloo.
Thank you, my friends.
Okay, step right up!
The Amazing Louie knows all, sees all!
Futures told! Fortunes found!
- Do we have a volunteer?
- A volunteer!
- (STAMMERING) What? Who?
- Now, don't be bashful!
I can see it in the stars. I predict this
guy's coming into a lot of loot.
That is amazing!
No, it isn't! It's a...
Silence! The Amazing Louie is
about to commune with the spirits!
(SPEAKING GIBBERISH)
- Does he need a doctor?
- He will when I get through with him!
Whah!
I predict you will find
a snake in the grass
here in this very room!
Oh, goodness gracious!
But do not worry. This one's
not all he's cracked up to be.
Gee, that trick always worked before.
Looks like the yoke's on you!
- (CHUCKLING)
- Wonderful, wonderful.
Hey, you've been a great audience.
Cash only, no personal checks.
Sorry, I'm a little short, you know.
The kingdom's broke, you also know.
Well, somebody owes us $192.12
and 10 bags of nuts!
He's attacking the king! Guards!
Hey, we're not attacking anybody!
We're fortune tellers, seers, psychics.
I predict you can't do this to me.
I'm a famous medium.
Good. I like my medium rare.
Stop! Father, these prophets
could be the answer to our prayers.
- But how?
- Remember the ancient legend?
Somewhere in the palace
is a vast treasure vault.
Nonsense! Fairy tales!
Sire, there is no such thing!
They could use their powers
to find the treasure.
Your kingdom would be saved!
Uh, yeah, yeah! And you'd be a hero.
Release them at once!
(CHUCKLES) Ow.
You hear that?
Hands off the tweed, Sneed.
Will you help us?
- Oh, baby! You bet your tiara I will!
- Excuse us?
I'm the psychic. I'll help the gal.
You get the $192.12.
Slow down, speedboat.
The princess needs both of us.
Two heads are better than one.
Which one of us
ought to have examined!
Now look, let's settle this
impartial-like, two out of three.
Okay. One, two, three.
One, two, three! One, two...
What is that?
- Steam shovel. I win.
- What do you mean, "I win?"
Scissors cut paper, rock breaks
scissors, steam shovel smashes rock.
I don't make the rules.
Kingie, you got yourself a deal!
Oh, good, good. Now I insist that
you stay in the Royal Suite.
- But that's my room!
- Hmm, then you'll have to move out.
May I escort you?
Lead on, Livingstone.
LOUIE: I say,
fancy a spot of badminton later?
BALOO: Capital idea, old chap!
Fortune tellers, eh? Well, if they
find out I've stolen the tax money,
I predict a short
and painful future for them!
Peel you a plum, O Prophetic One?
Please do, Babaloo. (GULPS) Ah!
(LAUGHING) I tell you, this royal
fortune teller job is one sweet gig!
- (KNOCKING ON DOOR)
- Uh-oh! Babble stations!
(SPEAKING GIBBERISH)
What is he doing?
An out-of-body experience.
No wonder, with a body like his.
Better out of my body
than out of your mind.
(SOBBING)
And I may go out of mine
if I have to marry Trample!
Now don't you worry your blue-blooded
head. Old Babaloo will save you.
Au contraire, Bumbleoo.
If anybody's gonna save her, it's me!
Tut, tut, Your Astralness.
Now run along and
scare up a séance, hmm?
Why, you wolf in bear's clothing!
Don't fight!
You see, I'm very fond of you both.
- You're so brave. You're so strong.
- BOTH: You're so right.
But if you don't work together,
you'll never find the treasure!
You can count on us, Princess.
Thank you and you.
(SIGHS)
Guess I'm just her type.
Yeah, dumb, dark and hairy?
Puff up your pillow and dream.
I'm the guy with the magic.
Good, then why don't you
just disappear?
- (GRUNTING)
- (KNOCKING ON DOOR)
(SPEAKING GIBBERISH)
- Huh?
- A note to me from Lotta!
(SNIFF) I got one, too!
(SIGH) She wants to meet me
in the garden!
Likewise!
Sorry, Slim, but one of them's a mistake.
- You got that right, Sherlock.
- (BOTH GRUNTING)
You know? You look better this way.
Psst! Oh, Princess.
(CAT MEOWING)
Yoo-hoo! Don't be shy!
Come out, come out, wherever you are!
Lotta? Huh? Nobody home.
Baloo!
Circle the wagons! Retreat the fleet!
Whoa, whoa, whoa! What's the scoop?
I almost got turned into a Louie-ka-bob!
Come on, I'll show you!
I don't see anything.
Hey, no jive, Clive, someone almost
gave me flow-through ventilation!
Louie, I'm ashamed of you,
trying to scare me off.
Now stay put!
But, but, but...
Oh, Lotta! It's your baby Babaloo!
What say me and you trip
the light fantastic
down the yellow brick road of life?
Louie!
I think I feel a chill coming on!
I'm more the indoors type myself!
- After me.
- Right in front of you.
(CAT YOWLING)
(BOTH STAMMERING)
Fools! You missed again!
I got a plan.
You help the princess, I'll get the cash!
I got a better plan.
Let's both get out of here!
- Deal!
- (KNOCKING ON DOOR)
BALOO: Hide under here! This way!
LOUIE: Come on, man! This is no time...
(BOTH WHIMPERING)
Uh, am I interrupting?
Now back off, Lotta Hari! You set us up!
What are you talking about?
This, as if you didn't know.
But this isn't my handwriting.
Please, you gotta believe me!
Your lives are in danger!
- Thanks for the bulletin.
- Hadn't noticed.
But you promised you'd find
the secret treasure vault!
Okay, fine.
Yo, spirits, what's your pleasure?
Give us a sign, show us the treasure!
They say, "Yes, we have no bonanza."
Everybody's a critic.
Wasn't me.
(HISSING)
(HISSES)
What do we do?
Can't you charm a snake with music?
Yeah! I'll sing.
I'll take my chances with the snake.
Ah, we better do the old Half
Gainer Hike. You be the bait.
How come I'm always the bait?
'Cause bait rhymes with ape.
Well, I can't beat your logic.
Don't move. Ready, Louie?
If you've got the alley, I've got the oop!
A one, a two, a three!
Ooh!
(CHICKEN CACKLING)
(ALL CLAMORING)
- BOTH: This is us, leaving!
- (RUMBLING)
What the...
Man, oh, man!
There really is a treasure room!
And it was right under our noses!
My father's problems are solved!
TRAMPLE: But your problems
have just begun!
This isn't a hidden treasure.
It's the missing tax money!
Yes, which I stole.
And once I persuade your father to step
down, it will pay for my reign as king!
You, king? Not while I'm alive.
Which won't be long! Fetch!
(GROWLING)
Hey, Baloo, what's up with you?
Not much, old pal. So what'd we do?
BOTH: Ah, what do you say
we just clobber these two?
- Ow!
- Oh!
BOTH: Ow! (GROANING)
En garde!
Whoa, Mama didn't raise me
to be no cold cut.
We're at the end of our rope.
Rope?
Where'd you learn to do that?
I saw it in a movie.
Princess, we make a swell team!
I hate to interrupt this tender interlude,
but I hear the patter of not-so-little feet!
Quickly! This way!
Go! Give them such a hit!
(VASE CRASHES)
(GROWLING)
Talk about your horns of dilemma.
There are guards behind us
and guards ahead of us.
It sounds like we're about to become
a hero sandwich.
ALL: Huh?
Beautiful.
Happy napping, numb noodle.
TRAMPLE:
They're back here on the stairs.
Let's make a nose and blow.
Whoa, Trigger, head for the throne
room. Now, I got me a plan.
It was your plan that got us
in this mess in the first place.
After them, hurry.
Oh, no wonder I can't sleep nights.
Looking for me?
LOUIE: Hidy-ho, boys!
Up here!
BALOO: No, up here!
Hi, fellas!
Eviscerate them, you imbeciles!
Ugh!
(BALOO WHOOPING)
(LAUGH) Oh, good. Ha-ha.
Is the circus in town?
- Bring me in!
- One bum coming up!
- Unhand me!
- If you say so!
(GROANING)
(LAUGHING) Wonderful, wonderful,
you know. Very nice, woo-hoo!
See, Father? You've been a good king!
LOTTA: It's Trample who's been stealing
the peoples' tax money!
Well, anything to say, Trample?
(CRYING) Convict me,
jail me, torture me!
ALL: Sounds fair.
(CHICKENS CLUCKING)
LOTTA: I don't know what I can do
to thank you.
Well, I'd be happy to prepare
a short list.
And when it comes to short,
he's an expert.
Isn't it time for you to hibernate?
Well, actually,
I have a way to thank them!
Boys?
What do you think? Gold? Jewels?
Or stupid amounts of money?
A nice, big reward!
Stupid money.
Well? Should we wait till we get home?
BOTH: Nah!
It's... It's...
Exactly $192.12,
and 10 sacks of nuts.
Old King Amok wasn't as crazy
as we thought.
You wanna go back to Macadamia?
Oh, no! I've had my fill of those nuts.
LOUIE: We going out on that joke?
BALOO: Looks like it.
Tale Spin
Tale Spin
Ooh, ooh
Another tale to spin
Tale Spin
Tale Spin
Ooh, ooh
Another tale to spin
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-oh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-oh-ooh
(LAUGHING)
Tale Spin!
Spin it!
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-oh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-oh-ooh
Let's begin it
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-oh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-oh-ooh
- Oh-ee-yeah!
- Tale Spin
- Oh-ee-yoh!
- Tale Spin
Friends for life
through thick and thin
With another tale to spin
- Oh-ee-yeah!
- Tale Spin
- Oh-ee-yoh!
- Tale Spin
All the trouble we get in
With another tale to spin
Spin it!
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-oh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-oh-ooh
Spin it, my friend
- Oh-ee-yay
- Oh-ee-yay
- Oh-ee-yoh
- Oh-ee-yoh
Oh-ee-yay, oh-ee-yay
Oh-ee-yoh, oh-ee-yoh
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Hey! Hey!
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!
Tale Spin!
(BALOO SCATTING)
(LOUIE SCATTING)
(SCATTING CONTINUES)
Hey, Baloo, I ever show you
my mind-reading trick?
Counting today?
A million and two times.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Well, this time, I'll get it right.
- Optimist.
- Pick a card, any card!
Floor me, Normy.
Shambala shambelly,
the stars are gonna tell me.
It was the ace of spades. Am I right?
Well, darn my socks!
How ever did you guess?
The Amazing Louie never guesses,
man, he knows.
Okay. Now for my next trick,
I'll tell you how far
we are from Macadamia,
without the aid of instruments.
Mumbo-jumbo and a side of gumbo,
I can see it in the stars!
We are exactly 100 miles away.
That's 100 gallons, Swamy.
You peeked at the gas gauge.
(INDIGNANTLY) Me? Peek? Try to fool
- my one and only bestest pal?
- Is that a trick question?
Okay, I'll prove there's no hankie
in my pankie. Blindfold me, man!
- How's that? Oh, come on now!
- Tie a knot! Try a granny.
- Ow! Uncle!
- Make up your mind, granny or uncle?
(BOTH SCREAMING)
(BOTH SCREAMING)
(SIGHS) I must be alive, 'cause I hurt
too much to be dead.
(CAMEL GRUNTS)
- Was that you?
- Nah, it's the welcome wagon.
Hey, we're in Macadamia! (LAUGHS)
How's that for door-to-door service?
Next time try parking closer to the curb.
Oh, now it's not so far away.
Yeah, but that sand looks mighty hot
and my tootsies are real particular.
Okay, I'm thinking, I'm thinking.
- Say, are you thinking what I'm thinking?
- Yes, and that worries me.
BALOO: (LAUGHING) Frenchy not,
hot and tot.
I'll go negotiate
with the local taxi service.
Um, incidentally, you got
any cash on you?
Why did I know that was coming?
(GIGGLING) Well, here we are at last.
On the road to Macadamia.
(SCOFFS) That sounds suspiciously
like a song cue to me.
Is that a request?
No, I was warning the camels
so they could cover their ears.
(CAMEL GRUNTS)
See, your reputation precedes you.
Dig. Last time we were here,
Macadamia was knee deep in dough.
(CHICKEN CACKLING LOUDLY)
(CROWD SHOUTING)
Well, it looks like the dough ran low!
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
I got a shipment here
for the King of Macadamia.
And I'm picking up a load of chocolate
covered nuts for Louie's Place.
Are you the concierge?
Handle with care, guys,
I've been known to tip heavily.
Not in my lifetime.
Excuse me, I got a bill here for, um...
(GROWLS)
Has he had his shots?
- Hey, who's gonna pay for this?
- And what about my chocolate...
...nuts.
- Open up!
- Hey, come on, what's the deal, man?
BOTH: Who's in charge here?
Come on! Let us in!
What're you, the doorman?
Chancellor Trample,
special assistant to the King.
You guys owe me $192.12!
And 10 bags of chocolate-covered nuts
I paid for!
Don't worry. I'll handle this.
I'm sorry, the kingdom is broke.
- BOTH: Broke?
- Oh, yes.
I'm afraid King Amok has
squandered all our money.
We are destitute. Busted. Tapped out.
And speaking of out, you know the way.
BOTH: Uh-oh.
(BOTH SCREAMING)
BALOO: We're not taking this
lying down!
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
Howdy-do, we represent Floss-O-Matic,
the dental care tool of tomorrow
that you can own today.
Can we speak with
the monarch of the house?
(BOTH SCREAMING)
- Okay, Louie, all clear!
- You sure?
Positive!
(BOTH SCREAMING)
(GROANS)
If I could open my eyes,
I know I'd be seeing stars!
- The stars!
- Don't tell me. You got another plan.
Why, Louie! You read my mind!
KING AMOK: Dreadful,
simply dreadful, you know,
my kingdom, bankrupt!
This is all my fault!
Oh, no, Father. Don't blame yourself.
But all of our tax money is gone!
If I'm not responsible, who is?
Morning.
It's the creep who copped your cargo
and snatched my snacks!
Your majesty, if you allow me
to wed Princess Lotta Lamour,
I will donate my fortune
to save the kingdom.
No!
I will never marry Chancellor Trample!
He's a loathsome, festering carbuncle
on the face of our beloved kingdom!
What are you really saying?
Touch me and you're dust, buster!
I like that gal's spunk.
The rest of her ain't bad, either, man.
Father, he only wants to marry me
so he can take your crown.
Oh, is that true, Chancellor Trample?
Well, of course not, your highness.
Macadamia is facing disaster!
The people are ready to revolt.
(RECORD PLAYER STARTING)
VOICES: Down with the King!
Down with the King!
Down with the King!
Down with the King!
Down with the King!
The only thing revolting around here
is that cheesy chancellor!
Yeah, let's nail that scam-man!
Don't you see, sire?
You have no choice but to...
Ladies and gentlemen,
for your edification and amusement.
How about a big Macadamian
welcome for that seer without peer,
the Amazing Louie.
(LAUGHS AND APPLAUDS)
(KING AMOK CLAPPING)
(CHUCKLES) How wonderful.
Thank you, Babaloo.
Thank you, my friends.
Okay, step right up!
The Amazing Louie knows all, sees all!
Futures told! Fortunes found!
- Do we have a volunteer?
- A volunteer!
- (STAMMERING) What? Who?
- Now, don't be bashful!
I can see it in the stars. I predict this
guy's coming into a lot of loot.
That is amazing!
No, it isn't! It's a...
Silence! The Amazing Louie is
about to commune with the spirits!
(SPEAKING GIBBERISH)
- Does he need a doctor?
- He will when I get through with him!
Whah!
I predict you will find
a snake in the grass
here in this very room!
Oh, goodness gracious!
But do not worry. This one's
not all he's cracked up to be.
Gee, that trick always worked before.
Looks like the yoke's on you!
- (CHUCKLING)
- Wonderful, wonderful.
Hey, you've been a great audience.
Cash only, no personal checks.
Sorry, I'm a little short, you know.
The kingdom's broke, you also know.
Well, somebody owes us $192.12
and 10 bags of nuts!
He's attacking the king! Guards!
Hey, we're not attacking anybody!
We're fortune tellers, seers, psychics.
I predict you can't do this to me.
I'm a famous medium.
Good. I like my medium rare.
Stop! Father, these prophets
could be the answer to our prayers.
- But how?
- Remember the ancient legend?
Somewhere in the palace
is a vast treasure vault.
Nonsense! Fairy tales!
Sire, there is no such thing!
They could use their powers
to find the treasure.
Your kingdom would be saved!
Uh, yeah, yeah! And you'd be a hero.
Release them at once!
(CHUCKLES) Ow.
You hear that?
Hands off the tweed, Sneed.
Will you help us?
- Oh, baby! You bet your tiara I will!
- Excuse us?
I'm the psychic. I'll help the gal.
You get the $192.12.
Slow down, speedboat.
The princess needs both of us.
Two heads are better than one.
Which one of us
ought to have examined!
Now look, let's settle this
impartial-like, two out of three.
Okay. One, two, three.
One, two, three! One, two...
What is that?
- Steam shovel. I win.
- What do you mean, "I win?"
Scissors cut paper, rock breaks
scissors, steam shovel smashes rock.
I don't make the rules.
Kingie, you got yourself a deal!
Oh, good, good. Now I insist that
you stay in the Royal Suite.
- But that's my room!
- Hmm, then you'll have to move out.
May I escort you?
Lead on, Livingstone.
LOUIE: I say,
fancy a spot of badminton later?
BALOO: Capital idea, old chap!
Fortune tellers, eh? Well, if they
find out I've stolen the tax money,
I predict a short
and painful future for them!
Peel you a plum, O Prophetic One?
Please do, Babaloo. (GULPS) Ah!
(LAUGHING) I tell you, this royal
fortune teller job is one sweet gig!
- (KNOCKING ON DOOR)
- Uh-oh! Babble stations!
(SPEAKING GIBBERISH)
What is he doing?
An out-of-body experience.
No wonder, with a body like his.
Better out of my body
than out of your mind.
(SOBBING)
And I may go out of mine
if I have to marry Trample!
Now don't you worry your blue-blooded
head. Old Babaloo will save you.
Au contraire, Bumbleoo.
If anybody's gonna save her, it's me!
Tut, tut, Your Astralness.
Now run along and
scare up a séance, hmm?
Why, you wolf in bear's clothing!
Don't fight!
You see, I'm very fond of you both.
- You're so brave. You're so strong.
- BOTH: You're so right.
But if you don't work together,
you'll never find the treasure!
You can count on us, Princess.
Thank you and you.
(SIGHS)
Guess I'm just her type.
Yeah, dumb, dark and hairy?
Puff up your pillow and dream.
I'm the guy with the magic.
Good, then why don't you
just disappear?
- (GRUNTING)
- (KNOCKING ON DOOR)
(SPEAKING GIBBERISH)
- Huh?
- A note to me from Lotta!
(SNIFF) I got one, too!
(SIGH) She wants to meet me
in the garden!
Likewise!
Sorry, Slim, but one of them's a mistake.
- You got that right, Sherlock.
- (BOTH GRUNTING)
You know? You look better this way.
Psst! Oh, Princess.
(CAT MEOWING)
Yoo-hoo! Don't be shy!
Come out, come out, wherever you are!
Lotta? Huh? Nobody home.
Baloo!
Circle the wagons! Retreat the fleet!
Whoa, whoa, whoa! What's the scoop?
I almost got turned into a Louie-ka-bob!
Come on, I'll show you!
I don't see anything.
Hey, no jive, Clive, someone almost
gave me flow-through ventilation!
Louie, I'm ashamed of you,
trying to scare me off.
Now stay put!
But, but, but...
Oh, Lotta! It's your baby Babaloo!
What say me and you trip
the light fantastic
down the yellow brick road of life?
Louie!
I think I feel a chill coming on!
I'm more the indoors type myself!
- After me.
- Right in front of you.
(CAT YOWLING)
(BOTH STAMMERING)
Fools! You missed again!
I got a plan.
You help the princess, I'll get the cash!
I got a better plan.
Let's both get out of here!
- Deal!
- (KNOCKING ON DOOR)
BALOO: Hide under here! This way!
LOUIE: Come on, man! This is no time...
(BOTH WHIMPERING)
Uh, am I interrupting?
Now back off, Lotta Hari! You set us up!
What are you talking about?
This, as if you didn't know.
But this isn't my handwriting.
Please, you gotta believe me!
Your lives are in danger!
- Thanks for the bulletin.
- Hadn't noticed.
But you promised you'd find
the secret treasure vault!
Okay, fine.
Yo, spirits, what's your pleasure?
Give us a sign, show us the treasure!
They say, "Yes, we have no bonanza."
Everybody's a critic.
Wasn't me.
(HISSING)
(HISSES)
What do we do?
Can't you charm a snake with music?
Yeah! I'll sing.
I'll take my chances with the snake.
Ah, we better do the old Half
Gainer Hike. You be the bait.
How come I'm always the bait?
'Cause bait rhymes with ape.
Well, I can't beat your logic.
Don't move. Ready, Louie?
If you've got the alley, I've got the oop!
A one, a two, a three!
Ooh!
(CHICKEN CACKLING)
(ALL CLAMORING)
- BOTH: This is us, leaving!
- (RUMBLING)
What the...
Man, oh, man!
There really is a treasure room!
And it was right under our noses!
My father's problems are solved!
TRAMPLE: But your problems
have just begun!
This isn't a hidden treasure.
It's the missing tax money!
Yes, which I stole.
And once I persuade your father to step
down, it will pay for my reign as king!
You, king? Not while I'm alive.
Which won't be long! Fetch!
(GROWLING)
Hey, Baloo, what's up with you?
Not much, old pal. So what'd we do?
BOTH: Ah, what do you say
we just clobber these two?
- Ow!
- Oh!
BOTH: Ow! (GROANING)
En garde!
Whoa, Mama didn't raise me
to be no cold cut.
We're at the end of our rope.
Rope?
Where'd you learn to do that?
I saw it in a movie.
Princess, we make a swell team!
I hate to interrupt this tender interlude,
but I hear the patter of not-so-little feet!
Quickly! This way!
Go! Give them such a hit!
(VASE CRASHES)
(GROWLING)
Talk about your horns of dilemma.
There are guards behind us
and guards ahead of us.
It sounds like we're about to become
a hero sandwich.
ALL: Huh?
Beautiful.
Happy napping, numb noodle.
TRAMPLE:
They're back here on the stairs.
Let's make a nose and blow.
Whoa, Trigger, head for the throne
room. Now, I got me a plan.
It was your plan that got us
in this mess in the first place.
After them, hurry.
Oh, no wonder I can't sleep nights.
Looking for me?
LOUIE: Hidy-ho, boys!
Up here!
BALOO: No, up here!
Hi, fellas!
Eviscerate them, you imbeciles!
Ugh!
(BALOO WHOOPING)
(LAUGH) Oh, good. Ha-ha.
Is the circus in town?
- Bring me in!
- One bum coming up!
- Unhand me!
- If you say so!
(GROANING)
(LAUGHING) Wonderful, wonderful,
you know. Very nice, woo-hoo!
See, Father? You've been a good king!
LOTTA: It's Trample who's been stealing
the peoples' tax money!
Well, anything to say, Trample?
(CRYING) Convict me,
jail me, torture me!
ALL: Sounds fair.
(CHICKENS CLUCKING)
LOTTA: I don't know what I can do
to thank you.
Well, I'd be happy to prepare
a short list.
And when it comes to short,
he's an expert.
Isn't it time for you to hibernate?
Well, actually,
I have a way to thank them!
Boys?
What do you think? Gold? Jewels?
Or stupid amounts of money?
A nice, big reward!
Stupid money.
Well? Should we wait till we get home?
BOTH: Nah!
It's... It's...
Exactly $192.12,
and 10 sacks of nuts.
Old King Amok wasn't as crazy
as we thought.
You wanna go back to Macadamia?
Oh, no! I've had my fill of those nuts.
LOUIE: We going out on that joke?
BALOO: Looks like it.
Tale Spin
Tale Spin
Ooh, ooh
Another tale to spin
Tale Spin
Tale Spin
Ooh, ooh
Another tale to spin
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-oh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-oh-ooh
(LAUGHING)
Tale Spin!