♪ Life is like a hurricane
♪ Here in Duckburg
♪ Race cars, lasers, airplanes
♪ It's a duck-blur
♪ Might solve a mystery
♪ or rewrite history
♪ Duck Tales Ooh-woo-ooh!
♪ Every day they're out there making
♪ Duck Tales Ooh-woo-ooh!
♪ Tales of dening-do Bad and good luck tales
♪ D-d-d-danger
♪ Watch behind you
♪ There's a stranger out to find you
♪ What to do? Just grab onto some
♪ Duck Tales Ooh-woo-ooh!
♪ Every day they're out there making
♪ Duck Tales Ooh-woo-ooh!
♪ Tales of dening-do Bad and good luck tales
♪ Ooh-woo-ooh! Not pony tails or cotton tails, no
♪ Duck Tales ♪
- Lemonade! - All you can drink.
Just a penny.
Our lemonade is selling like hotcakes.
Step on it, Doofus.
Isn't it delicious?
Would you like another on us?
Boy, did I work up a thirst.
Hey, can I help?
No way. You're not working with us!
I can't play with you, I can't work with you.
Gee whiz.
Well, well, what have we here?
Young enterprise at work?
We're all sold out, Uncle Scrooge.
- And we're rich. - We made 56 cents.
I tip my tam-0'-shanter to you.
Now then, was that net or gross?
Well, Doofus stepping on the lemons was a little gross,
but no one complained.
No. I mean how much did your materials cost?
Surely these lemons and sugar weren't free.
We spent all our allowances.
Boys, if you spend six dollars, but only make 56 cents,
what does that tell you?
We need bigger allowances?
It means you have to make some changes.
Cut down on waste. Use smaller glasses.
Advertise!
There. Now see if you don't have better results.
Gee, thanks, Uncle Scrooge.
Now we'll be rich, just like you.
[Scrooge] In time, perhaps.
If the lads have good business judgment now,
what's to become of McDuck Enterprises once they're in charge?
If only there was a way I could look into the future.
Psst! Hey, mister. Want your fortune stole...?
Uh, told?
You don't expect me to believe you can see into the future?
I look into future so much I never buy newspaper.
It's always old news.
Come. See for yourself.
Well, I...
What is it you want to know, darling?
Will my businesses be in good hands in the future?
There are very dark clouds in future.
- [thunder] - Looks very bleak.
What? Tell me more. What's going to happen?
Curses. Is last time I buy crystal ball at Pick 'n Save.
Perhaps you would care to go into future
and see for yourself, darling?
Well, I suppose I could use Gyro's Time Tub.
But he hasn't got the kinks worked out of it yet.
The Sands of Time will zap you into future.
Uh-huh.
And just how do I get back?
Take subway?
The subway! How can a subway travel through time?
Subway very efficient in future.
Very well, then. Let's go for it.
What have I got to lose?
Presto, change-o and lots of luck.
Zap into future, this Scrooge McDuck.
Now with that fool McDuck trapped in future,
his number-one dime will be mine!
[cackling]
The future of Duckburg looks wonderful.
Not a dark cloud in sight.
That gypsy must have been looking into a bowling ball.
Excuse me. Pardon me.
Which way to McDuck Enterprises?
You mean Magica-McDuck Enterprises.
- Don't tell me. - Take any bus.
After all, all roads lead to Magica-McDuck Enterprises.
Really?
Well, when will the next bus be arriving?
What do you think that is, a stagecoach?
- How much is the fare? - Five hundred bucks, buddy.
Exact change only.
Five hundred!
Never mind. I'll walk.
Who owns this bus?
Who's responsible for these outrageous prices?
Magica-McDuck Enterprises. Who else?
How could this have happened?
Door charge, $100 please.
Door charge!
Who ever heard of such nonsense?
I said, door charge, $100.
Curse me kilts.
I demand to see who's in charge here.
Wait in line, mister. Today's payday.
No, no, no. I'm not here to get a paycheck.
Who gets paychecks?
Payday's the day we turn our earnings back over to the bosses.
What on earth for?
Ain't you never heard of the privilege
of working for Magica-McDuck Enterprises tax?
[buzz]
Miss Woods, have our lunches arrived yet?
Yes, Mr. Huey, I'll send them right in.
[whistling]
- Buy. - Sell.
- Trade. - Boys, look at you.
Yfiuuvg Q lbw“ Ll D!
And out.
Miss Woods, have this caterer run out of here.
Better yet, have him run out of business.
No, wait. Boys, don't you recognize me?
You do look familiar. Did you deliver our lunches yesterday?
- No, no, I'm... - No time for guessing games, Gramps.
We got businesses to squash.
Corporations to raid.
Boys, boys, boys.
How did you ever get so greedy? So cutthroat?
It all started 40 years ago with a lemonade stand.
Yeah, we picked up a few tips from our Uncle Scrooge.
But no one's seen Uncle Scrooge since the day Magica got his number-one dime.
Magica did what?
Where is she? I want that dime back!
Not so fast, Pops.
Nobody messes with her.
This future is a nightmare.
Boys, we've got to get that dime back.
You've got to help me change all this.
Miss Woods, have the police bring the paddy rocket.
We got a nut on the loose.
Stop him!
I've got to get back to the past before Magica steals my lucky dime.
But how?
Of course. How could I forget?
Excuse me. When does this subway arrive in the 20th century?
Look, Mac, I know we're running behind schedule, but we're not that late.
That fortune teller! I'm gonna tell her a few things!
If I ever get back.
Wait! I know who can help me.
Why didn't I think of him before?
- If only he's still around. - [knocking]
Gyro, it's me, Scrooge McDuck!
Pleased to meet you. What can I do for you?
You've got to help me. Whatever happened to your Time Tub?
- I give up. What? - Think!
Oh, yes, it's over there.
- I turned it into a birdbath. - You've got to fix it.
I've got to get back to the past.
- Who are you? - Scrooge McDuck!
Pleased to meet you. What can I do for you?
Bust me back.
Oi, Scots!
Come on. We've got work to do.
You sure this thing will take me back?
- What thing? - This birdbath!
This isn't a birdbath. It's a Time Tub.
I don't care what it is.
Just get me out of this future nightmare fast!
Now, let's see. How do I start this thing?
So long!
Whoa!
Welcome to my crash course.
This week's lesson is how to survive a wreck without becoming one.
But first, let's turn in your homework.
[crash]
What are you trying to do, crash my crash course?
Don't worry, Professor McQuack. We'll take care of this.
- Launchpad, is it you? - You're under arrest.
We're booking you on a 101 and a 506.
What's that?
Speeding and illegal use of a birdbath.
No, you can't do this.
I've got to get back to the past.
The future depends on it.
Help!
Too bad. That fruitcake showed real promise.
That was some crash.
[Scrooge] You've got to let me out of here.
I'm no criminal. I'm Scrooge McDuck.
Illogical.
Scrooge MoDuck disappeared 40 years ago. Imposter! Imposter!
I'm not. I can prove it. Just let me make a phone call.
Affirmative. One phone call.
Hey, wait. How much will it cost me?
It's free. Your civil right.
Huey, Dewey or Louie at Magica-McDuck Enterprises, please.
Please deposit $400 for the first three minutes.
Wait. I'm entitled to this call.
- It's free. - Yes, sir.
You must pay the privilege
of using the Magica-McDuck telephone system tax.
You know our jingle.
♪ Reach out and crush someone' ♪
Please, tell those tightwads
that Uncle Tightwad... Scrooge...
is in jail. It's urgent.
[\lVebby gasps] Uncle Scrooge.
Don't you recognize me?
Webby?
My darling Webbigail.
You changed into Cinderella.
Thank you. And you remember Doofus.
Doofus. You've really changed.
You're a slender fella.
[both] And we're married.
How did you know to find me here?
I work for your nephews as a telephone operator.
- How much is bail? - $95,000.
For a speeding ticket?
Wait. Let me guess. Magica runs the police department too.
Here's $12,000 plus the deed to our house.
It's all we've got left.
I promise I'll make this up to you.
Just take me to Magica De Spell. She's got my dime.
[stammers] Magica?
Forget it. I wouldn't go to her for a million bucks, let alone a dime.
This is no ordinary dime!
It's the first one I ever made.
Someone should tell him money isn't worth what it used to be.
[Doofus] It won't be easy to get to her. She never sees anyone.
We'll never squeak past her metal militia.
Why be sneaking? I prefer the direct approach.
Uncle Scrooge, wait!
- Hey, open up! - State your business.
I'm here to see Magica De Spell.
The great sorceress sees no one, never, no exceptions.
But I'm Scrooge McDuck!
I don't care if you're...
Wait, did you say Scrooge?
Why didn't you say so? She's been expecting you.
Her mystical maniacalness will see you now.
It's been nice knowing you.
- [cackling] - [thunderclap]
So there you are, you second-rate sorceress.
Scroogey, darling, I have been waiting for you.
You are right on schedule.
- What do you mean? - You forgot last time we met?
I gave you one-way ticket to future.
Remember?
- You were the fortune teller. - No! I was fortune stealer!
[cackles]
I'm not leaving till I get my number-one dime.
And don't think you can throw some sand on me and zap me away.
Who needs sand?
I've got more zappers than you can shake a stick at.
- [cackling] - [Zapping]
How did we get here?
Let us out of this dungeon!
What are we going to do?
Well, I wear a beeper for emergencies like this.
Then help is on the way?
Help, in the loosest sense of the word.
- Then there was the crash of '29. - [snoring]
- Or was it the 29th crash? - [beeping]
Uh-oh. What's that? My pacemaker?
No. My little buddy's in trouble.
I better rush to the rescue.
Class dismissed.
Where is that Launchpad, stuck in a time warp too?
[crash]
It's about time you got here.
Sorry. I don't crash as fast as I used to.
- Have we met? - It's me, Scrooge!
Scrooge! It's been years!
About time you got back from your vacation.
Never mind. Let's just get out of here.
Careful. [Coughs] These bones are a little brittle...
after 4,892 crash landings.
Escape alert. Escape alert.
Get your car-copter. I won't be long.
[gasping] Uncle Scrooge, forget the dime!
It's too dangerous.
I can't, Webbigail.
If I'm going to be stuck in this future I'll start a new fortune,
and I'll begin it with what's rightfully mine. My first dime.
- [clattering] - What?
[bang]
[clangiflg]
How amt gonna get that dime'?
Magica's office is crawling with burglar alarms.
Hmm...
[knocking]
Yes?
Is the sorceress of the house at home?
- Who wants to know? - Avon Alarm calling.
She sees no one.
OK, tin-head.
But when her valuables get stolen and she throws you into the scrap heap,
- don't say I didn't warn you. - Wait.
Maybe she can squeeze you in.
How did you get into my fortress?
There are alarms everywhere!
Really? What kind?
Magica-McDuck burglar alarms, of course.
Everybody knows they make inferior alarms.
Figures. Those greedy nephews are always cutting corners.
Anybody could walk right in here and steal my valuables.
If I could get in, anybody could.
What are you selling?
The latest Avon alarms.
We have horn alarms, bell alarms,
siren alarms, talking alarms...
Your vault is ajar.
So, what do you need to protect the most?
Why, my lucky dime, of course.
Your most valuable possession is a dime?
[laughs]
Get serious, lady.
Shut up, fool, before I zap you into nothing.
Just put alarm on dime!
I'll have to take it into the shop. Be back in a few days.
Scrooge! I should have known. Come back here!
Catch him, you fools!
Hey, that guy has the boss' lucky dime.
After him!
Here! Put me down!
[yells]
[crash]
Here comes Uncle Scrooge!
Give it some gas, lad.
Actually, we use dilithium crystals now.
Unleaded, of course.
Whatever. Move it!
What do we do now, Uncle Scrooge?
I've got to find a way to get back to my past.
You mean, back to when times were better?
Oh, take us with you, away from Magica and your nephews, please!
[boom]
Magica's after us!
Come back here with my dime, Scrooge!
Did you say Scrooge?
Of course. Who else would want number-one dime?
But how? He disappeared 40 years ago.
Who do you think made him disappear, fools?
Now watch me as I use my Sands of Time to make him disappear again!
You can't do that to our Uncle Scrooge!
[Magica] Let go, you goons!
- We're going to crash. - Time for me to take over.
Just like old times, eh, Mr. McD?
- Give me that. - Not unless you give me dime!
Never!
Sands of Time, send me home.
Never more in time to roam.
Rome? Ancient Rome!
Fool. Let expert show you.
Oh, Sands of Time, now do this right.
Send us home this very night.
I don't think "night" was the right word to use.
No fooling.
My turn.
Oh, Sands of Time with powers grand,
take me back to my nephews' lemonade stand.
Lemonade stand?
Oh, no. General Cluster's Last Stand.
And here comes Sitting Bull.
- Which means we are sitting ducks. - Speak for yourself, darling.
Curses and hexes, what a day,
Sands of Time, fly me away.
Now where are we?
Of all the Mcluck!
We've landed on the infamous Zeppelburger.
This blimp is going to blow up any minute.
Uh-oh. No more Sands of Time.
Scrooge, you must save me.
Give me my number-one dime or I'll time travel without you.
Never. It's mine.
I stole it fair and square.
Have it your way then.
A lot of good it will do you when this blimp blows up.
Wait!
Here's your lousy dime. Take me with you.
Let's get off this flying lemon.
Yuck. This lemonade's lousy.
Yuck! Look at my dress. Is ruined.
I'll need money to get it cleaned. Hand over dime.
No way, Magica. We had a deal.
Deal is off!
I'll be back for dime another time!
[cackles]
OK, boys, now what's going on here?
I've tasted water better than this lemonade.
How could you? It is water.
Here's my share of the money I owe you.
And what money might that be?
It's their "privilege of working for us" tax.
Great idea, huh?
Where did you boys learn such bad business practices?
From you, Uncle Scrooge.
I never taught you to cheat people.
Making money at the expense of others is no bargain.
Now, I want you boys to promise me something.
You'll never go into business with Magica De Spell.
Uh... sure. OK.
- And Doofus? - Yes, sir?
I want you to take good care of my darling Webbigail.
And don't forget to invite me to the wedding.
Me marry Doofus?
Oh, yuck!
Where are you going, Uncle Scrooge?
To take a nap.
I feel like I've aged 40 years today.