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♪ Here in Duckburg
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♪ 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 derring-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 derring-do
♪ Bad and good luck tales Ooh-woo-ooh
♪ Not ponytails or cottontails, no
♪ Duck Tales Ooh-woo-ooh ♪
[Louie] OK, Bubba, it's your turn to be "it."
Start countin'.
One... Uh, two... Uh...
One more.
[snickering] He'll never find us up here.
Ready or not, Bubba comin'!
[sniffing]
- [all laughing] - Bubba!
Whoa. Either Bubba's part bloodhound, or we gotta take more baths!
[\IVebbigail] Ah-choo! Ah-choo!
Webba!
Well, it's about time somebody found me!
Gee, we didn't even know you were playin'.
You mean I've been hiding all morning and nobody was looking for me?
[EH] Sorry!
Humph! No one ever pays attention to me!
- Never ever! - Aw, that's not true.
Here you go, gents. Four fruit fizzies.
What about me?
Why, Miss Webbigail, I didn't notice you.
See?
Bubba! Lads! Hurry! I've got something to show you.
Oh! Now even Uncle Scrooge is overlooking me.
According to today's paper, the infamous long-tailed gorilla
has been sighted recently in Africa!
This might be the only one left on Earth!
It would make the perfect attraction for my latest enterprise...
McDuck's Drive-Thru Safari Land!
Why, they'd come for miles to gape at this ape!
What makes you think you can catch it?
I have a secret weapon... Bubba's beak!
If anyone can sniff out that simian, it's you!
Bubba's nose knows! [Sniffing]
Can we go with you, Uncle Scrooge?
Yeah! We know a lot about monkeyin' around.
I'd be glad to have you aboard, lads!
That includes me, too. Right, Uncle Scrooge?
Webbigail? I did not realize you were here.
It's the story of my life!
I'd like you to come, but it might be too dangerous for a wee lass like you.
- But, Uncle Scrooge... - Come on, boys.
Let's get packing before someone else gets the goods on that gorilla.
Ooh... I hate being little!
Humph! If the boys were told they couldn't go,
they'd figure out a way they could. And so will I.
- [trumpeting] - [man] We're not too happy, Happy Jack.
Our last paychecks bounced higher than the Trampolini Brothers!
- I'm running out of mustache wax! - We want our money!
[EH] Yeah!
Let's not get all riled up, kids!
I've had a lot of, uh... unexpected expenses lately.
The price of peanuts ain't peanuts, you know.
Now, if you could give me some more time, say, another couple of weeks...
Forget it, Jack! We quit!
' [EH] Yeah! We quit!
No, wait! You can't! You can't!
[male voice] Don't call us...
[female voice] ...we'll call you!
Aw... let 'em go! What I need is a new attraction.
Something that'll put Circus Barkus back in the spotlight.
Something like...
What's this? "Scrooge Goes Ape Over Ape?"
Hmm... This long-tailed gorilla could be my long-awaited meal ticket. [Laughs]
But if I'm gonna beat Scrooge to the punch, I'll need some muscle.
Hey, where's the popcorn? Where's the peanuts?
- Where's the candied apples? - Well, well, the Beagle Boys.
Say, pal, what kind of circus is this?
- [elephant trumpeting] - I'm afraid it's the closed kind.
Gee, that's too bad.
It's Baggy's birthday, and we promised to take him to a big cultural event.
Listen, boys, I got an offer for you that'll be a circus in itself.
It involves a little monkey business with your old friend, Scrooge.
Oh, yeah? What's in it for us?
Some nice pocket change, and all the cotton candy you can eat.
Eh... I don't know.
We'll take it! We'll take it!
Hurry up, lads. The long-tailed gorilla
was last spotted in the jungle straight ahead.
Boy, it sure looks spooky out there!
Yeah!
[Scrooge] Stay close, lads. It's easy to get lost under all these leaves.
Just what I wanted to hear!
[sniffing]
[whispering] That's it, Bubba. Keep sniffing.
He's bound to pick up the scent any second.
Ruff, ruff! Ruff, ruff!
No, no! The scent of the gorilla!
Oh, yeah!
I... I hope he finds it soon!
[Huey] Yeah, you never know what to expect out here!
[shrieking]
- Webbigail! - Oh, Uncle Scrooge!
I saw a dragonfly as big as a dragon!
Aw, everything seems big to someone as little as you!
But, it was bigger than... this!
You still have not told us what you're doing here.
I told you not to come.
But, Uncle Scrooge, I won't be any trouble.
I brought everything I need.
My Quacky Patch doll, extra hair ribbons and a canteen of cocoa.
You won't even know I'm around.
- Not that anybody ever does. - [sniffing]
Hey, look! He's found the track!
Stay close, Webbigail.
[Happy Jack chuckling] We'll all stay close, McDuck!
Come on, boys!
Oh, banana!
[stammering] The gorilla must have just left.
He sure was hungry.
Let's hope he's full by the time we see him.
Get your nets ready, lads.
Gee, Uncle Scrooge, do we have to trap him?
I mean, I bet the gorilla would come back with us
if we just asked him politely.
Get ready, boys. Here's where we take over.
Hey, hey, we're the monkeys!
Um... Do... Do you hear something?
[all growling]
[all yelling]
Say "banana!"
[Scrooge] Run for your lives!
Help! Leave me alone, you bad baboon!
[shrieks]
Thanks! I hope.
[stammering] Nice gorilla!
[gasps] Hey! You must be the long-tailed gorilla!
[grunting]
[laughing] My uncle's been looking all over for you!
Now it looks like we're gonna have to find him.
[all panting]
I thought we'd never get those monkeys off our backs.
Boys! Where's Webby?
Webba go bye-bye.
Tear me tartan! Webby was right!
We don't pay enough attention to her.
Who knows what horror that poor, defenseless child could be facing?
Have another cup of cocoa, Mr. Fuzzy.
[grunting]
Would you like to rock my dolly to sleep?
Uh-huh! [Grunting]
[growling a lullaby]
Gee, you know that tail makes you look a lot more like a big monkey
than a gorilla, Mr. Fuzzy.
See? It looks exactly like you.
Maybe you're just a little monkey who got real big.
[grunting] Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh!
- But, how? - [grunting]
Hmm... something tells me I'm gonna find out.
[gasps] Wow, everything's huge around here!
Quackaroonie! He's as big as that dragonfly I saw.
[grunting]
[liquid bubbling]
You mean, this water made you big?
Uh-huh!
Yummy, yummy! I get the biggest-of-a-lifetime banana split!
There he is! My meal ticket! After him!
- [gasps] The Beagle Boys! - [grunting]
Ah-ha! I got him. Whoa!
[grunting]
[Happy Jack] Hold that line!
[sputtering]
Hey! What's going on?
OM!
[gasps] Gee! Grammy said I'd have growth spurts,
but nothing like this!
[all] Hey, Webby!
- Bubba find tracks. - I wonder who those belong to.
Ooh... Bigga buggas!
[growling]
Lads! Did anyone think to bring insect repellant?
[booming]
Just what we need! An earthquake!
[\IVebby] Uncle Scrooge! Uncle Scrooge!
[all] Webby?
- How'd you get so big? - It was something in the water.
- Neato! What water? - I don't remember. [Crying]
I was always afraid my wee Webby would grow up too soon...
But not like this!
We've got to figure out a way to get her home and bring her down to size!
Don't worry, Webby dear! We've already cleared you
- for a landing at Duckburg airport. - Thank you, Uncle Scrooge!
I sure hope those balloons don't pop.
One belly flop and she could wipe out the sixth fleet.
Alrighty, girlie! Open wide and say "Ah."
[stammering] But not too loud.
Ah!
Oh, boy! That's some pipeline you got there.
Dr. Von Swine, what can we do with her?
Have you considered, maybe, championship wrestling?
Be serious! There must be a way to shrink her. Use your head.
Mm-hm... Shrink... Head... Head... Shrink.
Head shrink! That's it!
[laughing] Oh, Von Swine you really are a genius!
What are you talking about?
Well, the last time I was in New Guinea Pig on a medical exchange program,
I bumped heads with a witch doctor.
And I saw him mix up a head-shrinking formula that could shrink anything.
Unfortunately, I've forgotten the secret recipe.
Can you ask the witch doctor?
He hasn't spoken to me since I dropped some formula on his big toe...
which is now his little toe.
Hey, we might have the formula! Right here in the Junior Woodchuck Guidebook.
Ah... Bat wings, bootle bug dust...
Ooh, this is it! This is it!
Don't throw away those petite sizes yet, girlie!
I'll be back as quick as I can.
When is that quack going to call? He's had all day.
Excuse me, sir.
I've just ordered Miss Webbigail's dinner...
Another 300 Merry Meals from McDuckle's.
_ [groaning] [crashing]
[Scrooge] Stop, Webby, while the mansion is still standing!
I'm sorry, Uncle Scrooge.
I was just trying to have some fun.
Why don't you play with the boys away from the house?
They refuse to play with me.
Well, we tried hide and seek, but there's no place she can hide.
Yeah, and we took her swimming, but she knocked all the water out of the pool.
Don't ask about the soccer game.
Bubba's still recovering.
Oh... if only I was small again!
I'd never, ever complain about not being noticed.
Webby, stop! Big girls don't cry!
Why don't you get some rest, lassie?
Things will look better in the mornin'.
Oh... OK, Uncle Scrooge. Good night.
[kissing]
Whoa!
[whimpering] Good night, Webby.
[gunfire, roaring on TV]
- Oh, the poor little thing! - [roaring]
[man] And now, a message from our sponsor.
[Happy Jack] Come one, come all, to Circus Barkus!
The only place where you can see the Eighth Wonder of the World...
long-tailed gorilla!
[grunting]
[gasps] Mr. Fuzzy! They got you!
But not for long!
- I cannot stand this waiting. - [ringing]
Von Swine, have you got the formula?
Everything is ready to go, go, go!
- Uh... except for one little item. - And what's that?
The final ingredient. Would you believe?
Three hairs from a long-tailed monkey.
You got any organ grinders in the neighborhood?
- [groaning] - [all] Uncle Scrooge!
- Uncle Scrooge! - Webba's gone!
Gone? Where would a 50-foot lass go in the middle of the night?
Anywhere she wants!
[snoring]
[Webbigail] Mr. Fuzzy?
[screaming]
- Don't be afraid. It's me. - [grunting]
Yeah, I got bigger just like you.
Maybe it'll help me get you out of this nasty place.
[Burger snoring]
Huh? Oh! What's for breakfast, warden?
- [whispering] Get up, you clowns! - Oh! [Chuckling]
- [whispering] Someone's inside! - [grunting]
- [all gasping] - I don't believe it!
And people say I've got an appetite.
[screaming]
Wait, Mr. Fuzzy, I won't let them hurt you.
Hold it, young lady! Hold it! How'd you like some candy?
And a five-year contract?
- Out of my way! - [grunting and screaming]
Mr. Fuzzy! Stop!
Please... come back!
I must have that behemoth in my show, you know.
Yeah. And the big girl wouldn't be bad, either.
How are you gonna get her to come back?
By recapturing her fuzzy friend. Come on!
Yoo-hoo, Mr. Fuzzy!
Where are you?
- [gasps] Mr. Fuzzy! - [slurping]
[laughing] Oh, you silly!
[grunting]
[people shouting]
- It's a monster! - It's Duckzilla!
[sirens wailing]
No, wait! They're not after you. Come back!
[sniffing]
Maybe I should go downtown and file a missing giant's report.
Webba!
That's right, mayor! Call in the Army, the Air Force, the Goose Guard!
Twist me tassels! What are we going to do?
- [siren wailing] - Mr. McDuck!
I just saw the news report on television, and I got good news!
There is our monkey!
The final ingredient! We've got no time to waste.
- Oh, what's that? - [propellers whizzing]
Here we come!
[screaming]
We'll be taking our gorilla, girlie!
Get away from us, you meanies!
Sorry, Von Swine. I usually don't fly my own company 'copter.
- Sure. I don't blame you. - Hold on!
Right now I need these more than you do!
There, that should do the trick!
Looks like Scrooge is in my way again, boys.
- Clip his wings! - [Bigtime] With pleasure!
Hold on, Mr. Fuzzy.
No one's messin' with my Uncle Scrooge!
Temperamental child... isn't she!
[all screaming]
Uh... sorry, Jack, but I think we's gettin' out of the monkey business.
- [cracking] - Oh, no!
Bombs away!
Help me! Help me!
Not just her head, you quack!
Leaping Iederhosen!
I should have put in two pinches of bootle bug dust instead of one.
[screaming]
[boys] Welcome back, Webby!
[hooting]
[\IVebbigail] Gee, Uncle Scrooge, do you have to put him behind bars?
Just until he returns home, Webbigail.
Don't you worry, Mr. Fuzzy.
I promise I'll visit you when I get bigger... Uh... I mean... older.
[hooting]
Bye-bye!
C'mon, Webby.
We've got the whole day to play!
And, from now on, we're never Iettin' you out of our sight!