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