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[man] And now we return to the Oprah Webfeet Show.
He's hot. He's new. He's in.
He's GizmoDuck! But who is GizmoDuck, really?
We're going to try to answer that question...
This is Geralduck Rivera and we'll begin our discussion on "Who is GizmoDuck?"
as soon as our guests stop fighting.
And the studio audience, too.
GizmoDuck, GizmoDuck, GizmoDuck is all they talk about.
How does it feel to have such a popular boy, Mama?
What good does it do me, Fenton?
Just once I'd like to be able to say,
"There goes my son, the secret identity."
Believe me, I know.
It's hard keeping this thing a secret, especially these days.
Who knows how many conniving cads
are trying to find out who GizmoDuck really is?
[Huey] It's gotta be him!
[Dewey] You're right, it has to be!
Put him on the top of the list!
My goodness, what's making you boys so excited?
We think we know who GizmoDuck really is.
And what makes you think you can figure it out when no one else can?
'Cause he's practically part of the family.
Yeah, he's been around here so much the welcome mat has skid marks.
Now all we need to do is get the proof.
Hmm... Mr. McDuck should have flown in an hour ago.
I wonder why he's late.
I cannot believe it! A cross-country flight in reverse!
Sorry, Mr. McD, but I warned you my forward gear was sticky.
Better hold on to your tail feathers.
Blathering blatherskite!
[crashing]
Mr. McDuck, are you all right?
Uh, aye, aye. But for a second I saw my life passing by.
Backwards!
[moaning]
What are you lads doing here?
We're investigating the secret of the century, Uncle Scrooge.
Yeah, we think we know who GizmoDuck is.
You do?
Yep, and he's right here!
[gulps] They do know!
Well, don't hold back. Who is he?
[EH] You!
No, no, no! It can't be me!
I was nowhere near GizmoDuck at the time!
Fenton, they're pointing at Launchpad.
Launchpad?
We worked out all the similarities between Launchpad and GizmoDuck.
- He's tall. - But not too tall.
- He's quick. - But not too quick.
And he tends to crash through walls a lot.
Hmm, I got to admit you described me to a tee.
Wait a second! I've crashed through a few walls in my time.
Fenton!
- [all laughing] - Aw, come on, Fenton!
There's no way you could be GizmoDuck!
What do ya mean?
He and I share similarities, too, you know.
Have you looked at our beaks lately?
Fenton...
Will you knock it off?
Oh, Mr. McDuck, let me tell. Just this once! I never get the glory.
No, Fenton, you cannot do it.
Gee, boys, it's nice to be thought of as a superhero, but I have to confess.
I'm not really GizmoDuck.
Oh, yeah, sure you're not.
Someday you'll slip up, and then we'll have our proof.
Hmm, perhaps it's just as well they think you are GizmoDuck, Launchpad.
What?!
That way there's no chance they'll be snooping around the real GizmoDuck.
In a way, you'll be performing a small service for our big hero.
All you have to do is play dumb.
No problem. No problemo.
I still can't believe your nephews won't consider me secret identity material.
I would not have been too hard on them, Fenton.
I know you're GizmoDuck and even I cannot believe it.
Here, this should brighten your day.
The mayor has asked me to prepare a guest list
for a big ceremony to honor GizmoDuck.
A gala event for little old moi?
It's about time!
Hey, where's my name?
Don't tell me I'm not even good enough
to be invited to a party held in my honor!
That's because you're coming as GizmoDuck, featherhead!
Oh, good point.
[chuckling] There's nothing like a city-wide tribute to lift the spirits.
Fenton! Fenton!
Look what we found in Launchpad's tool shed.
It's GizmoDuck's elbow.
Blathering blatherskite, it's just a lousy piece of stovepipe.
Well, it could be an elbow.
Nonsense! You guys haven't the slightest idea who GizmoDuck is.
Yeah, and I suppose you do.
You bet!
Then why don't you tell us?
Well, I... [stammers] I can't!
Yeah! 'Cause you don't know!
Oh, yeah? I'll tell you who he is.
But... Oh, I shouldn't. I must! No, no! Yes!
GizmoDuck is... No! I won't say! Oh, I just gotta! Never, never!
I must! GizmoDuck happens to be...
[whimpering]
[thrashing]
There, I feel better now.
Well? We're waiting.
OK, so maybe I don't know who GizmoDuck is.
But I'll bet the Money Bin he's not Launchpad.
We'll see, at the GizmoDuck tribute.
Yeah, Launchpad and GizmoDuck are both supposed to be there.
If one doesn't show up, we'll know they're the same person.
And if they both show up, you'll know they're not.
[woman] Hello, out there.
This is Webra Walters speaking to you from the marvelous GizmoDuck Tribute.
Oh, look! Here comes another arrival, Launchpad McQuack.
How do you feel on this night when we honor a truly remarkable hero?
Pretty choked up.
But then, I always get misty-eyed when there's free eats.
Hey, I didn't know this was a costume party!
It wasn't supposed to be.
But almost everyone decided to dress up in honor of GizmoDuck.
I guess you'll be putting on your suit a little later, eh?
Yeah, when GizmoDuck arrives. Right, Launchpad?
You never know, boys. [chuckles] You never know.
Oh, here comes another costumed guest.
I must say, your outfit is twuly extraordinary!
Why, thank you!
- Who are you? - I am GizmoDuck!
No, who are you weally?
I'm weally GizmoDuck! I mean, "really!"
All Wight, be difficult, Mr. Pretender.
Where do you want us to put these fireworks, Mr. McDuck?
At the far end of the field, boys.
Figures.
Hello, Mr. McDuck. I'm here.
Aye, who are you?
GizmoDuck!
No, who are you really?
Is Webra Walters paying you to say this?
Itx Mm.
Sorry. It's hard to tell who's who tonight.
There they are. Excuse me, Mr. McDuck.
We're gonna stick to you like chewing gum, Launchpad.
You won't have to, Gizmo Buddies. Now that I'm here!
Who are you?
Read my beak! I am GizmoDuck!
G-I-Z-Mo-Duck! The first, the original, the classic!
Well, you look like him, sort of.
I'll prove it!
How's that?
- Not bad. But check this out. - [chirping]
Think that's cute? Watch this.
[laughs] I've got you all beat.
Mine contains an entire home entertainment system.
Do you believe this?
OK, Charlie, let's drop it.
Whew! Must be enough fireworks in here
to light up all of Duckburg County.
[gasping]
Look out! It's gonna blow!
[screaming]
Run, boys!
Worry not, fair people!
[groaning] Might not hurt to stop for a quick hot wax.
Calm down, everyone. GizmoDuck has saved us.
Speaking of GizmoDuck, where's Launchpad?
Hey, look!
Anyone get the number of that missile?
He's been blasted!
This proves he's GizmoDuck!
- Who's GizmoDuck? - That guy!
Hey, it's him! It's him!
You saved us!
It's GizmoDuck!
Three cheers for GizmoDuck!
Hip-hip-hooray! Hip-hip-hooray!
You heard it here, folks. A Webra Walters exclusive.
Everyone has just concluded that Launchpad McQuack
is weally GizmoDuck.
Rumors have been flying for days now that Launchpad McQuack is GizmoDuck.
In my continuing quest to uncover the truth and garner ratings,
I have come to McQuack's house.
Hello, and welcome to the Geralduck Rivera show.
Hey!
Don't I recognize you girls from my in-depth special on superhero groupies?
That's quite possible. These are my new best friends, The Gizmo-ettes:
Mary, Sherry, Terry, and Hildegard!
[all giggling]
Are these groupies further proof that you are GizmoDuck?
Uh, now I never said I was.
Are you denying that you're GizmoDuck?
I'm not saying that either.
Are you denying the denial?
Uh... Well, is that like when we Begin the Beguine?
He's so evasive! He'll have everyone thinking he's GizmoDuck.
Aye, I'd better tell him to stop fooling around.
Allow me, Mr. McDuck. I'm tired of him getting all the glory.
There's no doubt about it. That big-headed buffoon must be GizmoDuck.
You mean, uh, Geralduck Rivera?
[mocking] No, not Geralduck Rivera!
Launchpad McQuack!
Get the van ready, boys.
Scrooge's Money Bin is ours if we take care of that super sap!
Launchpad! This GizmoDuck charade must end!
There could be laws against impersonating a secret identity.
Fenton, I like playing superhero.
- For once, I'm getting the girls. - [gasping]
Gee, Launchie, are you only pretending you might be GizmoDuck?
Oh, no. As far as anyone knows I could very well be GizmoDuck.
- [knocking on door] - Now what?
[Bigtime] Pick-up service.
What's supposed to be picked up?
Whoa!
Blathering blatherskite!
It's the van of those vandals, the Beagle Boys!
[evil chuckling] You're not so tough without your GizmoDuck suit,
are you, McQuack?
But I'm not GizmoDuck!
[laughing] No, and you never will be,
as long as we got you!
Come on, boys.
Now that we have Scrooge's security guard,
it's open season on his Money Bin.
My ultra-violet tire-track tracker
should lead me to those desperados.
A-ha! And illegally parked, no less!
[saw buzzing]
GizmoDuck!
And once we get past these alarm sensors, the money is as good as ours.
- Any questions? - Yeah! Me! Me!
- What is it, Burger? - Can I connect the dots?
[incoherent mocking] Sit down, pigeon breath!
- [crashing] - [tire squealing]
Shame on you, Bigtime!
He may be heavy, but he's still your brother.
Duh, uh... how did he get his suit?
Who cares? Let's get outta here!
[muffled yelling]
Boy, am I glad to see you!
I hope you've learned a lesson from this, Mr. McQuack!
Oh, you bet! I'm gonna forget about carpeting my house
and stick with hardwood floors!
No, I mean about encouraging others to think you're me!
Oh... yeah. [Nervous chuckle]
I, uh... I promise I'll never do that again.
That's good to hear.
You'll find there are other ways to be popular and get girls.
Like ballroom dancing!
Super news, Mama! I solved my problem!
Never again will anyone have cause to believe that Launchpad is GizmoDuck.
Oh, really? You should watch more TV, Fenton.
And so, this startling development came after
the police rolled out the carpet for the Beagle Boys.
It was McQuack who did this to us.
Yeah, we saw it with our own heady little eyes.
[Geralduck] Later, the police checked their story.
When we shut the door, he was Launchpad.
Uh, and when the door opened,
he was Gizmo... that metal duck!
Ooh, it was scary!
For the first time, the Beagle Boys are telling the truth.
And so, there you have it.
Eyewitness proof that Launchpad McQuack is the man behind the mask.
I wonder if Cluck Kent ever had days like this.
[shouting]
Give me an autograph!
But, officer, you gotta come!
It's like the Night of the Living Dead Duck out there!
What do ya mean, "I can take care of myself?"
You can't believe everything you hear on the evening news.
[grunting]
[Scrooge] I've been through some tight squeezes before...
[grunting]
Mr. McD! Fenton! Am I glad to see you!
I'll bet! I told you pretending to be GizmoDuck was dirty business.
Aye, we've got to stop this.
What can I do? No one will listen to me.
Then you'll have to make them listen, and I know exactly how.
[indistinct chatter]
What great weather for a public confession.
I see that all the TV networks are here, just as I arranged.
Hey, Launchpad! What's the big announcement about?
GizmoDuck?
I'm afraid so, fellas. I'm gonna bare my soul.
Jeepers! You can do that on television?
[all chanting] We want GizmoDuck!
I hope they believe me this time.
Don't worry. I've arranged for GizmoDuck
to show up for guard duty during your speech.
[crowd cheering]
Thank you, thank you. [Clearing throat]
Rumors that I am GizmoDuck are, as my friend Fenton Crackshell would say,
nothing but a lot of blathering blatherskite.
[whirring, crackling]
- [engine revving] - Uh-oh.
- I gotta get my suit! - [engine roaring]
[gasping] My suit!
And so, in conclusion, I want to re-emphasize that I am not,
repeat, not... GizmoDuck.
[gasping]
Of course, I've been wrong before.
[cheering]
[crying] Oh, it's not fair!
Now he really is GizmoDuck!
Boy, did you have us fooled! Got any more tricks?
The only trick I want to do is get out of this thing.
Hmm, maybe one of these buttons.
[gadgets boinging]
[chirping]
[all gasping]
- Maybe this one. - No! Don't touch...
[tire squealing]
That button.
Please, let this be the one that stops me.
- [thudding] - Whew!
[whirring]
Oh, no! Not the robot-rooter button!
[Launchpad] Hmm, uh, maybe this button.
[missile roaring]
[gasping]
Eek!
[shouting]
Are you OK, Launchpad?
Yeah. Except that missile launch was pretty sweltering.
- [sighs] I could sure use some water. - [rumbling]
[screaming]
I've heard of Surf City, but this is ridiculous!
[Launchpad] Help!
[spluttering] Help!
He'll never be able to swim in that suit.
I've gotta reach that crane.
Help! I feel like a canned tuna!
[gurgling]
All those years fly-casting on Lake Dobegon better pay off.
[coughing]
I hope this suit has a spin-dry cycle.
Hey, look! That guy saved GizmoDuck!
[cheering]
[flashbulb pops]
Can you believe it, Mr. McDuck?
They're calling me, Fenton Crackshell, a hero!
Not only that, but no one believes Launchpad is GizmoDuck anymore.
Aye, who would after the damage he caused?
I hope you finally got that suit off him.
Yeah, and I'll be needing it, too.
Not only do I have to rebuild the dam,
but I promised to blow dry all the carpets in Duckburg.
Hey, everybody! Guess what?
Now that we know Launchpad isn't GizmoDuck,
we made a new list of suspects.
Hey, I did it! I made the list!
Number two, in fact. Right under...
Mrs. Beakley!