All language subtitles for Woody.Woodpecker.Goes.To.Camp.2024.1080p.NF.WEB-DL.DDP5.1.Atmos.H.264-FLUX

The first time I saw you,
I knew you had to be mine.

That strange man held you
so coldly in his hands.

I had no choice but to
sweep you away from him.

No one will ever love
you the way I do, Gladys.

What? I always name my pizzas.

Now, come to papa.

No!

Gladys!

You were far too young!

What up, party people?

Gah! What is that
annoying sound?

It's your boy, "Defiler" Kyler,

ran do commando of
the Kyler-verse!

That's right, you all
voted on my next dare,

so here I am, here I am, surviving
in the middle of the woods

with my party posse!

Surviving? Who's
this chump fooling?

Me and the Kyler Krew
are so ready to rough it,

starting with my extreme bunker

the yurt!

Once you peep this,

all eight million of you
Kylerheads will want to move in!

Eight million
Kylerheads moving in?

Not on my watch.

Here's the dirt on the yurt.

Massage pod.

Boba tea bar.

Primo flat-screen TV
playing nature videos,

just to remind me where I am.

Gah! What is that
annoying sound?

Whoa. Bro... what are you?

Your worst nightmare.

Taking a leak in the woods?

Rude!

I love making a splash.

No one desecrates my Playa Pool.

You're mine!

- Bowling is right up my alley.
- Uh-oh.

Where are you, little bro?

Come on, bigger bro.

Can't we just take
a boba tea break?

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

Whoa! Wahoo!

Yah!

Sweet signature kicks, bro.

But have you seen
the new Woodies?

I know. I'm speechless too.

What do you say we
wrap this up, bro?

This is gonna get
so many likes. Whoa!

Bro was right. I like.

Guess who?

Woody, you know we all love you.

Back at ya! I'll
be on my way then.

Mwah!

But these shenanigans
have got to stop.

I take the fence to that!

Those chuckle heads
got what they deserved.

We can't let loud and annoying
creatures who only care about themselves

ruin our forest, can we?

No, we cannot.

There is a proper way to handle
these kinds of situations, Woody.

By working together with all
the other animals who live here.

And then there's your way,

the by-yourself, crazy way.

And your way, as usual,

caused more damage than those
chuckle heads ever would have.

It won't happen again, Chief.

Oh, really?

Everything you do brings
chaos to this community.

Just look at your file.

That's just this week.

Impressive, right?

I can't keep coming up with
excuses for your behavior.

I can help with that.

The butler did it. I
was abducted by aliens.

I accidentally
hypnotized myself.

I'm sorry, Woody,

but you're out.

All the animals signed a petition,
and none of them have thumbs.

You want me to leave the forest?

But this is my home.

This is our home.
And that's the point.

You need to learn what it
means to be part of a team.

Until you prove
you're a team player,

you're no longer welcome here.

Kicked out of my own home
because I do things my way?

Because I create chaos?

Watch it, buddy!
- What a load of malarkey.

Where in the world am I supposed
to learn about teamwork anyway?

"Camp Woo Hoo.

Dedicated to teamwork."

Well, what do you know!
I'll be home in no time.

What is this place? A
tiny town run by children?

Huh. She looks important.

A whittler, eh?

I'm more of a pecker
myself. Check this out.

Not bad... whatever that is.

- What are you working on anyway?
- It's supposed to be a catapult.

Not crafty. Check.

But enough about you.

According to the sign, this
place sells teamwork, right?

That's a weird way of putting it,
but, yes, teamwork is a big part

of any STEAM camp.

Steam. You mean like...?

No, silly.

Science, technology,
engineering, art, and math.

STEAM.

This is just the arts and crafts area.
But everyone here has some special talent.

Well, almost everyone.

Well, I need something that
says, "I'm a team player"

so I could take my
talents back home.

Is there some sort of form you
could sign for me? Hmm? Huh? Hmm?

We do get Team Badges at the end of
every summer if we do every activity.

"Do"?

That sounds like work, and
"work" is my least favorite word.

Good day to you.

That's okay. It's
lunchtime anyway.

We got off on the
wrong foot. I'm Woody.

Maggie.

Fascinating. So, where's
this lunch you speak of?

Have I died and gone
to woodpecker heaven?

Relax, it's not even pizza day.

A whole day of pizza?

Ahem!

Attention, citizens of Woo Hoo.

The buffet is now closed,

as I will be inhaling the
rest of this glorious food.

Not in here, you won't.

Maggie, you know we don't allow
animals in the dining hall.

Don't worry, lady. The
owner doesn't need to know.

I'm the owner.

Maybe lead with that next time.

The parks inspector
is coming today.

The last thing I
need is another fine.

Yeah, I know, Mom.

Grumpelstiltskin
here is your mom?

You're doing the
whisper thing wrong.

Sweetheart, instead of
hanging out with a woodpecker,

why don't you and your
friends start getting ready

for the Wilderness Games?

You never know, maybe this
year will be different.

Come on.

- Okay, I've given this a lot of thought.
- You've been here an hour.

This camp has free food,
lots of places to nap,

and did I mention free food?

So I've decided to give up
my mission to learn teamwork,

and make this my forever home.

Camp isn't forever, Woody.
It's just for the summer.

And the mission is back on.

Now, what was all
that talk about games?

I love games.

The Wilderness Games. And
there's nothing to like.

It's a lame tradition where, every summer,
we get our butts kicked by the other camp.

What other camp?

Wait. Woody, you can't!
Those aren't our chairs!

Did you have a
good trip, Maggie?

Yes! Gina with the sick burn.

Because she actually did trip.

And why was that a sick burn?

Just saying what happened
doesn't make it funny.

Meet the other
camp, Camp Hoo Rah.

Hoo Rah!

Let me guess. He's the bad guy.

Are we forgetting
who we are, Hoo Rah?

See, Hoo Rahs "Rah" as one,
so everyone knows who "Rah'd."

Hoo Rah!

And now they know.

Hmm.

I keep this.

What's going on here?

Well, if it isn't
my favorite cuz.

Seriously, Zane? A tripwire?
Yes, Angie, seriously.

Maggie and her pet bird were
trespassing on our side.

Pet? Why, you...

It's not my fault our
forefathers divided this land.

Just following the rules.

But it doesn't mean your side
has to be jerks about it.

Jerks?

What Gina did here
was courageous,

protecting our camp
from intruders.

That's just one of the many
life skills we teach at Hoo Rah.

Here we go.

See, my camp prepares kids
to be the best of the best,

like a real camp is supposed to.

Hoo Rah!

That never gets old.

Well, we can yell
together too! Right, gang?

Oh. Uh, we're leaving? Oh, okay.

Huh.

Camp is officially in session.

Oh, no. The inspector's early.

Ooh! Is he a clown?

Will 20 of them come
out when the doors open?

Uh, hold on.

That is much better.

That's much better?
- Shh!

As I was saying, Miss Angie,

how are things here at Camp Woo
Hoo since my last inspection?

Just trying to mold
young minds, Wally.

No real mold, like
last time, of course?

That would be another violation.

A little "infractions" humor.

Now, wait just a
minute there, pal.

That was not humor.

This is humor.

My citations book!

It's just a stray bird.

I'll have it
removed immediately.

Clearly, "stray" means handsome.

I like you, Miss Angie,

but as we say in the business,
your camp is falling apart.

I don't want you to
lose your license,

so I'm here to make sure you have a
chance to fix everything up to code.

Remember, without rules,
we're just animals.

I'll grab a quick spritz
at the water fountain.

Woody, you can't mess
with the inspector.

He can make things really
bad for my mom and our camp.

Fine. I'll go easy
on the walrus.

But not that Zane guy.
He's gonna get a little...

Hyah! Hoo! Wahoo!

There's nothing you
can do about him.

This fight has been
going on for generations.

Woo Hoo and Hoo Rah may be divided, but
we share one very important relative.

Meet Grandpappy Obadiah Mallard.

He's so... wooden.

He was a prospector. Came here during
the gold rush to find his fortune.

Gold? I love gold.

So did Obadiah. And legend
has it that he struck it rich.

So he bought some land
and named it Camp Obadiah.

A place where his whole
family could live and prosper.

But by the time his two
sons came out to join him,

he had died, and the rest of the
gold was nowhere to be found.

Too bad this flashback
wasn't in color.

- This story could really pop.
- Oh, it popped.

Because his sons
disagreed on everything.

What about stupid beards? They
both liked stupid beards, right?

They argued about
how to use the land.

One was a soldier, the
other was an artist.

So they split the map into two
different camps, literally.

Woo Hoo and Hoo Rah have
been rivals ever since.

That's why they started
the Wilderness Games.

But that just made things worse,

because the Hoo Rahs always won.

And they still do.

We only still play the Games because
my mom thinks trying builds character.

Character-shmaracter.

Give me five minutes
alone with the Hoo Rahs

and they'll change their tune.

Put 'em up! Put 'em up!

What happened to you
needing to learn teamwork?

And that's a replica flare gun.
It was only for emergencies.

If you're in trouble, that would
send a signal to your team.

Boring!

- And what was this old thing used for?
- Woody, that's

real.

Incoming!

Whoa! Whoa! Look out!

What happened?

Dry powder propulsion
is what happened.

Awesome!

- You guys okay?
- No. I was about to beat my record.

Any blood? Open wounds?

I don't know. Let me ask
one of these other birds.

That's a fully matured,
red-crested pileated woodpecker.

So majestic.

Oh, that's the stuff. Oh, yeah.

Oh, right. Uh...

- This is J.J.
- Gamer Goddess.

She designs video games,

like the one you just wrecked.

Gus is a DIY mech mastermind.

I'm all about going fast
and blowing stuff up.

Orson's a human computer.

Everything is math.

Rose is a writer,

but no one's brave enough
to read what she writes.

That's what I was going for.

Can we rewind to the part about
going fast and blowing stuff up?

And I'm Mikey, the
resident nature expert.

- Especially ornithology.
- Gross!

- It's the study of birds.
- As well it should be.

Everyone, this is Woody.

This is so cool, Maggie. I can't
believe your mom let you keep him.

What is that hole in the wall?

Another infraction
is what it is.

That's because she didn't.

Hey, Shelby, did you get my
text about that chicken melt?

Because I want a chicken melt.

Who are you?

I'm your new cook.

I already have a cook.

Not anymore.

Well, that's weird. Should I be
concerned that my old cook is missing?

Would you consider winning an all-expense
paid trip to Palm Springs "missing"?

What? No. That's like
a game show prize.

Then that's what he won.

Sorry, I'm just a
temp from the place.

I-I thought someone called.

Well, I would know if they did.

Zane Mallard,

head of Camp Hoo Rah.

Buzz Buzzard, jack of all
trades, entrepreneur and, uh,

lucky for you,

someone who may or may not need a
place to lay low for the summer.

Hmm. All right, Buzz, well,
let's see what you got.

My fast ended, like,
40 minutes ago,

and I gotta eat, or I'm
gonna miss my window.

Mm. Mm.

Mm!

Is this keto? Don't tell me.

Wow. Look at all that cheddar.

- Mm-hmm.
- So many Wilderness Games victories.

And all against Woo Hoo.

I can see your camp prepares
kids to be the best of the best,

like a real camp is supposed to.

That's exactly
what I always say.

But I gotta ask, how can you be the best
when you're splitting land with the rest?

What do you mean?

- Seems to me that Amy's camp...
- Angie.

Angie's camp is holding Hoo Rah
back from being all it can be.

Imagine if, hypothetically,
of course, Abby...

Angie.

Angie had to, uh, I don't
know, shut her camp down.

You could buy her land,
make Hoo Rah twice as big,

which means twice as successful.

I don't mean to pry. I...

I'm just an ideas guy.

Never apologize, Buzz.
It's a sign of weakness.

But you might be onto something.

I mean, Angie can barely
keep Woo Hoo going as is.

Me taking it off her hands
would be doing her a favor.

But she does love that place.

Something crazy would have to
happen for her to shut it down.

Well, solid chat,
Buzz, but I gotta run.

I got a Wilderness Games
strategy sesh at 0700.

Gotta make sure my
plan is perfect.

That makes two of us.

Do you really need to give us
all these new citations, Wally?

These repairs will
take time and money.

What do you want me to do?

Not focus on every little thing
that could be an infraction?

Yes. I would love that.

I take my inspector
oath very seriously.

Oh, jeebin' fleeber!

I just got a car wash!

You keep that woodpecker
under control!

Yumpin' yimini! Inside too?

It's me. I'm in with Hoo Rah.

We've been over this.

We need both sides of
the land all to ourselves

so we can dig for the
loot without interference.

We start by getting them
Woo Hoos out of the picture.

It'll be easier than
throwing kittens.

Then we deal with Zane.

Am I sure the legend
of Obadiah is real

and his gold is buried under
one of these two camps?

If you can't trust your prison cellmate
when he gives you a stolen map,

then who can you trust?

Relax. This is foolproof.

Yes, more foolproof
than last time!

Now, where could that gold be?

Buzz?
- Hmm?

Buddy? Can you come out
here a second, please?

Why is this guy saying he's
got a delivery for you?

Uh, I forgot to mention.

I took the liberty of ordering
some new food items for Hoo Rah.

Y-you know, uh, even
healthier stuff.

- That doesn't sound right.
- I think it does.

So, like a fresh food
delivery program.

That's good initiative, Buzz.

As boss, I approve. Here.

"B-O-S...

S."

There you go.

You okay?

What...

What's happening?

You know, sometimes people give tips
to guys that do magic tricks for them.

You must love it
when that happens.

Yep.

Buzz, I can't wait to see
what you make with all this.

Me neither.

.

Hey, Maggie... you should hang out
in the rec room with us more often.

- I thought you were asleep.
- If I was, my eyes would be wide open.

It's a defense mechanism so
I don't get buried alive.

Where is that woodpecker?
I know he's in here.

Sheesh! Can't a bird get ready
for bed in peace and quiet?

♪ Ya-da-da-da-da-da, da-da ♪

♪ Ya-bup-bup-bup, bud-up-ba ♪

Peace and quiet?

All you've done since you
got here is cause chaos.

Is that my toothbrush?

Please, Mom, we can't throw
Woody out into the cold.

It's summer.

And it might be our last
summer, thanks to Woody.

That dingus! Wait, what?

Wally's given me 24
hours to fix everything,

including our newly
demolished rec room,

before his final inspection.

Look, Angie, your camp is my ticket to
not becoming a wood less woodpecker.

I just need one of them Team
Badges and I could be on my way.

What do you say?

You want a Team Badge?
We covered that.

Okay.

You're gonna have to earn it.
And that goes for all of you.

Or did you forget
what Woo Hoo is about?

Woody can peck anything. He can
help with the repairs. We all can.

Thanks, Maggie.

That bird is not going near
any of my buildings ever again.

Whoo!

I have a better idea, one that
will keep him out of trouble.

Starting tomorrow, all of you are going
to be training for the Wilderness Games.

And Woody can help.

I know why you guys were in the
rec room and not on the field.

You're tired of getting
pushed around by the Hoo Rahs

and you don't think
you stand a chance.

But you can't hide from the bullies
of this world your whole life.

If you work together

you never know what can happen.

You might find something inside
you you never knew you had.

If it gets me a
badge, we'll do it.

How hard can this
"training" thing be?

Whoa!

Whoa!

Whoa!

Has anyone in this
camp ever moved before?

I tried.

I'm gonna stick to virtual
games. They're much safer.

You can't quit.

Promises were made.
Badges were dangled.

And we're gonna train
like nobody's watching.

Because we'd be embarrassed
if someone was watching.

"But Amy loves that place.

Something crazy would have to
happen for her to shut it down."

Well, Zane, I got
boxes full of crazy.

Imported Brazilian fire ants.

Banned in every country.

Except Brazil.

Great for causing
damage to wooden cabins

and giving kids
the heebie-jeebies.

All right. I figured it out.

The key to an obstacle course is
clearly to get rid of the obstacles

before you even get
to the obstacles.

Huh?

Adios, cabins.

Adios, Woo Hoo.

Obstacle.

Only 40 more
obstacles to remove.

Who's with me?

Nope. Can't do it. You all
know I'm afraid of heights.

A bird lover that's
afraid of heights?

Now I know why this camp
never rises to the top.

Never mind. Come back to me.
I'll think of something funnier.

This weapons-grade
neodymium magnet,

outlawed for its
extreme energy levels,

should tear the metal foundation right
out from under Woo Hoo's mess hall.

Let's see how long Woo
Hoo can stick around

without a place to eat.

All right, Mikey, I'm gonna
help you get over that wall.

You just need a little
push in the tush.

Whoa!

Whoa!

Well, you're over
it now, ain't ya?

It's that laugh again.

Is that a woodpecker?

- You okay?
- I got you.

- You okay, man?
- Are you okay?

Now, this is how you
train for a lake race.

Anyone got an earthworm?

Tell us again why we have six
people in a three-person canoe?

Just because you're good at
math, Orson, doesn't mean I am.

And why are we not doing
this in the actual water?

Safety first, Gus.

We have six people in
a three-person canoe.

Now, row quieter!

I don't want to
scare the fish away.

Now I just connect this end of
my black-market raw-sewage vat,

and this power
blower does the rest.

Try staying afloat with
a stinky lake, Woo Hoo.

A boot?

Looks like I gotta cast
my line even further, eh?

I got something!

And, boy, is she a big one!

Gross!

Goodbye, second lunch.

I hardly ate ye.

That infernal woodpecker again!

Never mind.

That is one ugly fish!

And what exactly is this?
It's our fortress, Woody.

Capture the Flag is the only
event we Woo Hooers actually like.

My mom can't afford the
amenities Hoo Rah has,

so we have to get creative.

We never capture Hoo Rah's flag, but
we always have fun protecting ours.

I use precise calculations

to turn ordinary camp
materials into viable barriers.

I Minecraft the
barriers into a maze

that will confuse the Hoo
Rahs as to where our flag is.

First rule of game design.

Create a world rich with depth, where
things aren't always as they seem.

I...

provide the ambience.

A femur here, a tibia there...

I created lookout nests
to hide up in the trees

that I let other people install.

And finally, in case any
Hoo Rahs get past all that,

I've rigged a few
surprises for them.

Nothing dangerous, of course, but
it will scare the pants off of them.

Kaboom!

Gus, you had me at "kaboom."

You guys aren't as
hopeless as you seem.

And what do you do here, Maggie?

Me?

I just help out wherever I can.

Good as new.

Stop yelling!

It's hard to do damage to their camp
when all the damage is happening to me!

They've got some crazy woodpecker,
and he's an accident machine.

Disaster follows him everywhere.

W-well, sure, I could
use a harness for my arm.

I think it's broke.

Harness the woodpecker's
craziness and use it against him,

so he causes all the damage?

Interesting idea... that I
was just about to suggest.

All done here, man.

Your super-aggro boss
already signed for these.

But...

Hmm?

Your mother must be proud.

Thanks for being a Little
Gem Loyalty Rewards Member.

I'll check out these
new weapons soon enough.

But right now, that bird's
the only weapon I need.

Well, that was exhausting.

Which one of you is
gonna carry me to dinner?

Psst! Hey, bub.

I got something to show ya.

Hmm. Something don't feel right.

I'll meet you at the buffet.

Don't touch any food
till I get there.

Woody...

I just need to use the
little bird's room.

And when you gotta go,
you gotta go, you know?

Hmm.

Oh, about time you showed up.

Do I know you?

I got one of them
faces, that's all.

I'm here to fix this room,
and I could use a hand.

Sorry, pal.

"Work" is my least
favorite wor...

Wait a second.

This room is already fixed.

You sure about that, bub?

You sure this rec room
ain't a wrecked room?

Hey! What kind of
repairman are you?

The kind that knows when
something is unstable.

Why, you...

Aha!

You're that pesky buzzard
I saw lurking by the lake.

Call me Buzz.

"Buzz the Buzzard"?

And people think
my name is lazy.

Next event, the pole vault!

Hi-yah!

- Oopsie! Another mess.
- Want some more, eh?

It's hammer time!

Oh, no!

Next thing, you'll be jumping
on that fully-charged buzz saw

I left sitting over there.

"Buzz" saw?

You need better material.

Hey, don't get crazy now, fella.

I'll show you crazy!

Ooh! He's gaining!

Gotcha!

Don't gotcha.

Get back here, Buzzy boy.

I'm just getting started.

No, Woody. You're finished.

There is no ticket big enough

to capture the horror I am
witnessing with my two tusks.

- Woody?
- I was framed.

Does this look like
something I would do?

Yep. Mm-hmm.

Wally, please, I
just need more time.

I am sorry, Miss Angie,
but your time is up.

I have no choice but
to shut this camp down.

Excuse me. Please move.

Coming through.

We had a deal.

This is a travesty! A
farce! A third thing!

Will you shoo?

Obadiah gave us
this land, Wally.

This camp is his legacy.

This camp is a disgrace to see!

Obadiah gave Hoo
Rah its land too,

and they've never gotten
one single infraction.

Jeez. Angie, we
heard the commotion.

What happened?

That buzzard is what happened.

He's the reason Wally is
shutting Woo Hoo down.

My boy, you hurt me deeply
with those incinerations.

Buzz happens to be my new cook.

There's no way he had
anything to do with this.

Now, instead of pointing fingers at
my staff, maybe it's time to admit

that Woo Hoo just isn't good
enough to even be a camp.

My campers are good enough to
be whatever they want, Zane.

If anyone's let
them down, it's me.

Then it's official.

Camp Woo Hoo is now shut dow...

Not so fast.

Uh, Woody?

All you did was
say, "Not so fast."

Oh. [Chuckles] Right.

Not so fast.

We'll just have to win
the whole darn thing.

What whole darn, what thing?

The Wilderness Games.

The legendary games
of our forefathers,

where Dennis stood
up to Goliath.

Dennis?

Where underdogs
became over dogs.

Where the fate of the entire
galaxy hung in the balance.

This historic contest is the
ultimate measure of camp-osity.

So, let it be the great decider.

Woody's right.

If Hoo Rah is the best of the best,
and we beat the best of the best,

wouldn't that prove we're
good enough to be a camp?

That we deserve to stay?

The little lady has a point.

But to ensure no improprieties,

there needs to be a
completely impartial yudge.

A handsome yudge.

A wise yudge.

A yudge with a
super-rad mustache.

Uh...

- You. I'm talking about you.
- Oh!

Okay, this is ridiculous. Are you
sure you want to do this, Angie?

We both know your
camp will get crushed.

Then you should have
no trouble saying yes.

Oh, I want nothing
more than to say yes.

Yes.

Then that settles it.

The Wilderness Games
will go on as planned.

Woo Hoo's last stand.

This is going to be great.

Right, guys?

Guys?

What happened in there?

It's those sloppy
Joes you keep making.

I'm beginning to think
they're not keto or paleo.

- I mean at the lodge.
- Hmm?

Woo Hoo was as good as done for.

Well, they challenged us, Buzz.

And Hoo Rahs never back
down from a challenge.

Hey, relax.

One final Woo Hoo butt-kicking

and no one will question our
superiority again, all right?

Why the long faces? We
don't have to close camp.

For a couple more days. We're
just delaying the inevitable.

We get humiliated with
nothing on the line,

so how will it go when we're
playing for all the marbles?

A very gory ending to our story.

This is just about
keeping Woo Hoo around

so you can get your stupid
Team Badge, isn't it?

Let me answer that, Gus.

Yes.

At least, that's
what it was about.

But now there's something
far more noble at stake.

Sweet revenge.

Those bullies are going down!

Unlikely.

Statistically, we have a one
in 1.9 million shot at winning.

It's still a shot.

If this is the only
way to save Woo Hoo,

for my mom, for all of us,

then I'm in.

But we need to focus on how
we're gonna pull this off.

You leave that to me.

- ♪ Frozen in silence ♪
- Whoa!

- ♪ Facing it alone ♪
- Aha!

- Hyah!
- ♪ Gotta keep my cool ♪

♪ Make 'em think
I'm made of stone ♪

♪ Get ready to break the ice ♪

♪ Feels like time
is standing still ♪

♪ Aiming right for your heart ♪

♪ Ready to take another spill ♪

♪ Getting ready
to break the ice ♪

♪ Ice, ice, ice ♪

♪ Yeah! ♪

Did it work? Are we ready?

You just ran around for five
minutes playing air guitar.

You're welcome.

The Games start tomorrow.

We should probably
get some sleep.

Was it the song I chose? Does
anyone have a key to the kitchen?

We're all gonna die.

Hello, Camp Woo Hoo
and Camp Hoo Rah.

Welcome to the 117th
Wilderness Games!

That's for wearing short shorts.

Each event will be
worth one point,

with the final event, Capture
the Flag, being worth two points.

There's the scoreboard,

and the team with
the most points wins!

We know how a scoreboard works.

I know I do. May
the best camp win.

Hoo Rah!

Okey do key.

Let the Games begin!

Try not to sink.

You're going the wrong way!

- Where are we?
- Turn!

- Backwards!
- Backwards!

You got it!

♪ When the feeling hits me ♪

♪ It's like electricity... ♪

♪ Let's make it happen,
make it happen... ♪

- Whoo!
- Let's go, Hoo Rah!

Let's go, Gina!

Hoo Rah! Hoo Rah!

Hoo Rah! Hoo Rah!

This was over before it started.

Ah, yeah!

And it's even more over
now that it's ended.

Point, Hoo Rah!

Uh...

♪ Let's make it happen
Make it happen, we do... ♪

Hoo Rah! Hoo Rah! Hoo
Rah! Hoo Rah! Hoo Rah!

Let's go!

Hoo Rah! Hoo Rah! Good
hustle! Hoo Rah! Hoo Rah!

Hoo Rah! Hoo Rah! Hoo Rah!
- Good job!

Yay! Hoo Rah! Hoo Rah!

Another point for Hoo Rah!

This might hurt a little.

Yeah.

♪ Ooh, I love this... ♪

Yep, you guessed
it. Point, Hoo Rah.

The Woo Hoos are
getting creamed.

The plan is going exactly to

plan.

Hoo Rah! Hoo Rah!

One minute, 55 seconds!

That is an unbeatable time,
and that is an actual ninja.

At this rate, the
only win we'll get

is for coming up with
different ways to say zero!

"Zilch, diddly-squat,
goose egg, bupkis."

Face it, Woody. We're
not good at this stuff.

I'm just a gamer, remember?

Well, this ain't a
video game, sister.

Give me those goggles.

Maybe there's a virtual
forest I can move into.

Stupid obstacle
course with all its

obstacles.

Wait.

Maybe Woody's trying to make
a point. I most certainly am!

J.J.,

what if you thought of this
course as a video game?

Nobody beats the Gamer
Goddess at those, right?

Yo, Camp Boo Hoo. Let's
get this party started.

Oh, snap! Because "Boo
Hoo" rhymes with "Woo Hoo."

Are you ready, Woo Hoo?

Ready, Player One.

♪ Na-na-na,
na-na-na-na-na, whoo! ♪

♪ Kill the lights Feel
the moment, this is it ♪

♪ Everybody's eyes on me ♪

♪ I always knew That
I was meant for this ♪

♪ Whoa-oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh ♪

♪ I'll remember
every word they say ♪

♪ It's only pouring
gas on the flames ♪

♪ They say I'll never
leave a legacy ♪

♪ But one day You're
gonna see the best of me ♪

♪ Make no mistake ♪

♪ Whatever it takes... ♪

J.J.!

Whoo! You got it! Keep going!

You got it! Come on, J.J.!

♪ I'm gonna be iconic ♪

One minute, 52 seconds?

Point, Woo Hoo!

♪ Na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na ♪

Did we just lose an event?

Did we just win an event?

♪ Na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na ♪

Whoo, whoo, whoo!

♪ I'm gonna be iconic ♪

That was insane! Did
you see their faces?

It defied all projections.

Well, it was a
pretty rad strategy.

You mean, the idea that
I had that Maggie said.

You did great, Woody.

Not to sound corny, but our
pistons are just getting revved up.

If you want to get
corny, allow me.

Hey! Watch it!

Well, that was off-pudding.

I know. Oh, my gosh.

I am not pudding up with that.

- Yep, her joke's better.
- Food fight!

Now we're talking!

My guts!

Ahem!

This calls for a picture.

Say cheese.

For Camp Hoo Rah, a new
Ride the Boar record!

Woo Hoo will now have
a chance to beat it.

Ride the boar! Ride the boar!

Ride the boar!

- Ride the boar!
- I don't want to ride the boar.

Don't you worry, Orson.

As the brains behind
this operation,

I will once again give sage
advice to lead us to victory.

Think of this as a video game.

A Ride the Boar video game?
I suck at video games.

Doesn't seem like the angle
we should take on this one.

Well, back to the
ole drawing board.

Well, if anyone knows what
angle to take, it's you.

Please expound upon that.

Everything is math. Right?

Ride the boar! Ride the
boar! Ride the boar!

What's taking you so long,
kid? Get up on that boar!

What?

You can do it, Orson.
Come on, you can do it!

Come on, Orson.

Please end this.

Point, Woo Hoo!

What?

Whoo!

We got ourselves a problem, bub.

Them Woo Hoos have
won two in a row.

I know the Hoo
Rahs are stronger.

But them Woo Hoos are
using their smarts

to find ways to win.

He's wrapping his
potato in a diaper.

He really is a mech mastermind!

It's called wadding.

It creates a better barrel seal
for higher projectile velocity.

If this keeps up,

I might have to start
doing some interfering.

- Point, Woo Hoo!
- Kaboom!

Okay, it's time to
start interfering.

At least your nerd
friends have geek skills.

You're only here because
your mommy owns the camp.

Gus! Gus! Gus!

Greasy does it, Woo Hoo.

Try getting a grip when your
top rungs are covered in oil.

That's way too much wall.

Not for me.

That glorious chunk of wood
is a woodpecker's dream.

I would peck every hole and
open knot in that thing.

Hey, nobody knows birds more
than you do. Right, Mikey?

No one.

So, be a bird.

Be a bird.

Squawk!

Squawk!

Squawk!

Squawk!

Squawk!

Look at that. Such
grace. Squawk!

Squawk!

Squawk!

Squawk! Whoa!

Whoa!

Point, Hoo Rah!

Pretty slick, if I
may say so myself.

Bad pun. I deserve that.

I blew it, you guys.

I'm sorry.

You didn't blow it.

You overcame your fear of
heights, and I'd say that's a win.

Really?

Yeah, dude.

Even though we'll never
be able to unsee this.

Squawk! Squawk!

And now, to turn up the
heat on them Woo Hoos.

And eat!

Forfeit! Hoo Rah wins!

Ain't that ironic.
It worked anyway!

Woody! What?

You can't expect me
to stay away from pie.

I'll, uh, catch
up with you guys.

Still... worth it.

Okay, guys, it's the
second-to-last event.

We kind of need a W here.

No problem. We got a ringer.

A ghost-story-telling slam dunk.

Scary Rose.

No.

She's even trying to
scare us by saying no.

Classic Scary Rose.

I'm afraid, okay?

You, afraid? That
doesn't make sense.

I'm afraid of being the way I am
in front of people I don't know.

- What if it was just us out there?
- I would haunt your souls.

Then imagine everyone
else has our faces

as masks.

I know, mine's ridiculous.

"The following story is true."

It happened to me when I
was just a little girl,

but I was always too
terrified to share it.

"Until now."

"And when I finally woke up,

my dog was gone.

All that was left was his
collar on my night stand,

with a note that simply read,

"'Humans can eat
dog treats too.'"

W-W-What do you say we just
call this event for Woo Hoo?

Give it up for Scary
Rose and her dog.

I never had a dog.

And we're still
down by one point.

- But Capture the Flag is worth two.
- We actually have a chance to win.

A pretty decent chance.

With our mega-fortress?
Better believe we do.

Did you raid the candy stash?

Because you better
save room for pizza!

Yeah! Pizza!

Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme!

How I've missed you, Gladys.

Let's huddle.

One, two, three,

Woo Hoo!

Okay, listen up. Listen up.

I want you to know, you guys, I'm
incredibly proud of all of you.

And whatever happens tomorrow,
we'll always be Woo Hoo.

Yeah! Woo Hoo!

All right, it's pizza time.

Tell me you got pepperoni.
Veggie or plain?

Just cheese for me.
Orson, pass me a slice.

And whatever happens tomorrow, I
think you should get your badge.

Really?

That means I can go home?

- What's wrong?
- Oh. Um...

This is just my hungry face.

Are you sure? Looks like
something's eating you up.

Not eating is
eating me up. Uh...

I'm gonna go grab another pie.

Okay. Well, don't eat it all.
The team might still be hungry.

I thought I was part of the
team, but apparently not!

Oh, honey, let him go.

Sometimes woodpeckers

gotta peck.

Oh. Buzz.

You're in my cabin, again. Why?

Woo Hoo is one win away
from keeping their camp!

Yeah. You're telling me? Who
saw that coming? Not this guy.

Zane! You're losing
sight of the big picture.

This could be Hoo Rah's last chance to
take that next step we talked about.

Do I look concerned?

I don't, do I?

I shouldn't, because showing
concern is another sign of weakness.

Buzz, Capture the Flag is
a war games simulation,

which is literally all
we do here at Hoo Rah.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I
have a night-light to turn on.

That girl's story
made me think things.

Come here, Colonel Teddy.

Well, I ain't
taking any chances.

I don't get it.

Maggie said, whatever happens
tomorrow, maybe I'll get to go home.

So why don't I feel
like celebrating?

Is it because, if we lose, Maggie
and the others will lose Woo Hoo?

No, that can't be it.

That has nothing to
do with my mission.

Or does it?

What are these strange
lumps in my stomach?

Feelings?

Nah, you're right.

Definitely just
hunger. Good talk.

It's nice to meet someone
who really listens.

No-good buzzard.

I'm gonna nab a snack
from his kitchen.

All right.

Just need to find where
they hide the peanut butter.

Tomorrow morning, Camp Woo
Hoo will become Camp Buh-Bye.

I'll finally get that moron Zane
to buy Woo Hoo's land from Annie.

Yes, Angie!

Then I'll blackmail him
into giving us both camps.

Of course it'll work!

That dolt's been signing
for all my deliveries.

Deliveries of things a guy
could go to jail for signing

for.

It'll be easier than destroying
Woo Hoo's stupid fortress.

Just be ready for my signal.

That gold is as good as ours.

Phew!

Huh? Who's there?

Nobody but us clumsy old pots.

Well, keep it down out there.

Hey, wait a second!
Pots don't talk!

Guess who?

Ow!

I'm lethal with a spatula.

I wasn't named "top cook"
in prison for nothing.

- But now I got me a higher purpose.
- You want to run a summer camp?

No, you pinhead!

I want the millions in gold buried
somewhere in this awful place.

And the last thing I need is a
loudmouthed woodpecker spoiling my plan.

So why don't you chill out?

"Chill out!" [chuckling] Oh, man!
These just pop off the top of my head.

You'll be the coolest
kid in camp, Woody.

Another one! Nailed it!

You know those weren't funny!

Don't lie to yourself!

I gotta warn Maggie,
and Angie, and Zane!

Maybe not Zane.

But first, I gotta keep
from becoming a bird-sicle.

Fun fact.

A woodpecker's tongue
contains bone and cartilage

that wraps around its brain
to absorb shock while pecking.

That didn't absorb anything.

Here we are. Capture the Flag.

The final event of these unexpectedly
exciting Wilderness Games.

Where's Woody? So many memories.

I don't know. He got upset.
So much anticipation.

I didn't want him to eat all the
pizza last night, or something...

Doesn't feel right
without him with us.

I know. But we'll be all right.

We'll just have to
do this without him.

After the ceremonial
Placing of the Flags,

both teams will try to
capture the other team's flag.

We know how to play, all right?

All right. Thank you.

Oh.

These must have
shrunk in the dryer.

I have officially placed the Hoo Rah
flag on its designated home base.

We will do the same
at Woo Hoo's base.

Then let the
flag-capturing begin.

I can't wait for the look on
their faces when they see...

Our fortress!

Oh, my gosh.

Someone killed it.

Zane, how could you?

Look, I'll admit, I'm not exactly sad that
this happened, but this wasn't me, cuz.

Honest.

Miss Angie, I'm sorry.

Do you want to take a few minutes
to decide what you want to do?

I love the smell of
forfeit in the morning.

Hello?

Delivery.

Anybody here?

Intense boss guy
that doesn't tip?

Buzzard dude?

Huh. That's new.

Whoa!

Are you okay?

I've b-b-been b-b-better.

Yeah...

You know what?

I feel like I'm getting involved with
something that isn't my business.

You opened the what?

The freezer! I
said, the freezer!

Remember, you're an artist.

This is just for the summer so
you can pay for magic school.

That feels nice.

But why do I smell burnt tush?

Tush! Ooh!

Almost fricassee'd myself!

Now, to find Maggie and Angie.

Oh, no, you don't!

Oh, yes, I do!

I'm telling everyone about your
dastardly, double-crossing ways!

If there's one thing I hate

it's a tattletale!

Smells like you
also hate deodorant,

and toothpaste,

and not farting.

- Huh?
- Peekaboo!

Over here! You're not very
good at this game, are you?

Shh!

So, our projected win
rate just went down to

zero?

Final nail in our coffin.

For a second there, I thought
we might pull this off.

Me too.

We brought everything we had.

I didn't.

I didn't bring anything
to these Games.

Just like I don't bring
anything to Woo Hoo.

You all have these
extraordinary talents,

and we got those
victories because of them.

But I don't.

If I did, maybe I could have
helped us win more events

and we wouldn't even
be in this position.

Hey, where are you going?

Who cares? I wouldn't even be a part
of this team if you weren't the owner.

Where did you hear that?

It doesn't matter.
They don't need me.

Maggie, you're the whole
reason this is a team.

You got J.J. to think
outside her video box,

and Mikey to break
down his walls.

You got Rose to face her fears.

You got Gus to
pound on his chest.

And I've never heard
Orson talk this much.

Yeah.

Sorry. We were all listening.

Maggie, you make us better.

Sure, we each have certain skills,
but you figured out how to use them.

And you're the one who inspired
us to believe that we could.

Yeah. We'd be dead without you.

You're

our leader.

I am? Yeah.

And if bringing these
weirdos together

isn't an extraordinary
talent, I don't know what is.

Can we all agree that I
said "weirdos" with love

and should not be canceled?

Game on.

Okey do key.

Hoo Rahs will go back
to their fortress.

I will then blow my whistle
to signify the start.

So, what do we do now, Captain?

We can't rebuild, and our
flag's just sitting there.

Exactly,

which means they're going to be
cocky and storm our side right away,

without even thinking
about defense.

Here's the plan.

Three! Two! One!

Begin!

Mikey will distract the first
Hoo Rahs with exotic bird calls,

so they'll be looking up.

Rose will be lying down,
covered in leaves and moss,

like she's dead.

Bam!

Those campers, tagged out.

Gus will set a trap
for the next wave,

using string from Rose's
ruined decorations.

Like a tripwire. Something the
Hoo Rahs are quite familiar with.

Another bunch down.

Meanwhile, J.J. and Orson
will bait even more Hoo Rahs

with a very calculated trick.

They'll think it's just our lame attempt
at a border wall, and the coast is clear.

But once they cross...

Bam! First rule of game design.

Create a world rich with depth,
where things aren't as they seem.

We totally pawned these noobs!

We'll pick them off one by
one till we outnumber them.

And that's when
we make our move.

Was that kosher?

Aha!

So, it ends with a classic
eggbeater-rolling-pin fight, eh?

That is some whisky
business, pal.

- On guard!
- On guard?

You mean, on dishwasher.

Who learned you how to spoke?

I've just about had it up to
here with you, woodpecker!

Can't two birds just get along?

Check out this move.

I learned it in spin class.

Now, get over here!

Now I'm getting the spins.

Smell you later!

Call me next time you're
in town and we'll ketchup.

Playtime's over.

I see what's going on here.

No one can help you now, pal.

You're about to be cooked.

That's a flare gun.
Only for emergencies.

If you're in trouble, that would
send a signal to your team.

Pretty smart game plan,
Maggie. But not smart enough.

I gots ya.

But we gots your flag.

Huh?

Whoo!

We just have to bring it
back to our base, and we win!

Is that a flare?

Woody didn't leave
us. He's in trouble.

It came from the Hoo Rah's side.
How do you know it's Woody?

Because it's the only
reason he'd miss this.

We gotta go help him.

Uh, can we worry about this
later? We're about to win.

When a flare goes up, the team responds.
And Woody is a part of our team.

But I tagged you!

Don't care!

Huh. This isn't in the playbook.
- What are they doing?

Ha! You missed.

Did I?

Huh?

Woody!

Hyah!

Are you okay? Of course!

I was in the middle of
foiling an evil plot.

But you used the flare
gun to call for help.

Pfft! I used the flare gun to
distract the buzzard. That's all.

Pfft! Is that right?

Pfft! That is right.

Wait. What about
Capture the Flag?

We were about to win.
Can you believe it?

But we decided to take a detour.

You gave up the Games... for me?

Mm-hmm.

Can we rewind to
the evil plot part?

Right. Look in the pantry.

Crates full of weird-looking
weapons and gold-mining stuff?

You won't find the
gold before me!

Much better.

What's going on?

And why is my cook tied up?

As I was saying,

evil plot.

Buzz destroyed Woo Hoo's fortress so
you would lose the Games and your camp.

Then Zane would buy Woo Hoo,

and Buzz would blackmail Zane
into giving both camps to him.

- What?
- What?

Zane's name is on all of
Buzz's illegal doohickeys.

So you're not a
professional cook?

You lying buzzard.
I trusted you.

That sounds incredibly
stupid. I can hear it now.

But why would he want our land?

To find Grandpappy
Obadiah's gold.

That's what this is about?

There's no missing gold.

That's just an old legend.

I'm not so sure, Mom.

Look.

Don't we have a map that
looks like that in our lodge?

In the case with all
that prospector stuff.

We have one too, in our case.

Each camp has a piece
of this old map.

I always assumed they were
two halves torn apart.

What if there were three pieces?

This can't be real.

Only one way to find out.

Where did everybody go?

And how do I get
down from here...

Whoa!

I'm okay! The poison
ivy broke my fall.

Look at all those
random markings.

Unless they're
not random at all.

Hmm.

Hold on. What?

- What?
- Well, those lines.

- I...
- That's perfect.

May I?

Hmm.

It's not a third piece.

It's an overlay.
And that's Obadiah!

X marks the spot!

Jackpot!

Right near Obadiah's
statue. Hmm.

It was there the whole
time, right under our noses.

Oh, boy! Real gold.

We might owe that dumb
old buzzard a thank-you.

I should thank you,

for doing all the
mystery solving for me.

Hey! I tied you up.

And I untied me up.

See this knife here?

It's all-purpose, which
means it's got buttons

that will leave you on the
wrong side of the lockdown doors

I installed during my breaks.

How long were those breaks?

There's still one way out.

Or not.

Oof!

Arrivederci, losers!

I can't believe it.

I'm always the smartest guy in the
room, but that buzzard played me.

He played us both.
- Right.

This stupid feud between our
camps just made us easy targets.

You make it sound like it's my
fault that we're mortal enemies.

We're not mortal enemies, Zane.

I always wanted
to work together.

Uh, not when we were kids.

Uh-uh. No. You never let me
play with you or your friends.

Because you ridiculed us for doing
the creative things we wanted to do!

You called me a meathead jerk!

You called me
Artsy-Fartsy Angie!

Anyhoo, we should probably
figure out how to get out of here

and get that gold
before Buzz does.

♪ My Bonnie lies
over the ocean ♪

♪ My Bonnie lies over the sea ♪

♪ My Bonnie ♪

I believe the term is, "Eureka!"

Okay. Here's the plan.

We build a time machine

and go back to just before
I shot the flare gun

through that chimney
over the stove.

You guys find your past selves

and warn them to make sure I tie Buzz up
just a little tighter, so he can't escape.

Multiverse.

No.

Just what I thought.

It's still open. Buzz missed it
when he set up his security stuff.

But the hole is too small for
even Woody to get through.

Maybe not.

Hey, Woody, remember when we
first met you, in the rec room?

Good times. Those were the days.

I'm talking about when you
came flying through the wall.

Right! If we strap Woody
to the extinguisher

he can smash through the roof,
get outside and find some help.

Dry powder propulsion!

Sounds dangerous. I love it.

You said it, sister.

- Ready for launch.
- During that fist bump, I ran the numbers.

There's simply not enough distance
from the top of the stove to the roof

to generate the kind of force
Woody needs to break through.

And it's way too heavy to move.

Not if we move it together.

We got you, Maggie.

Now, let's do this.

Uh-oh.

I'm okay!

This box full of exposed
electrical wires broke my fall.

Ooh! This one's sparking.
I'm gonna touch it.

I don't know about
you, but I am shocked.

Let's go, bub!

I can't believe you actually found
the gold, you stinkin' buzzard.

I can't believe you learned to fly
a chopper, you stinkin' Darren.

There

you... are.

Not now, walrus.

There's a flight
I've got to catch.

We got ourselves a bogey,
bub. This bird don't quit!

And this bird's
about to be grounded.

Come on! Help me
grab that chest!

Maybe we can buy
Woody some time!

It's welded shut!

Not the face!

It's slipping! I'm trying!

Don't let go! Don't
let go! Hold onto it!

What are you waiting for?
Get us out of here, bub!

Hold onto it!

Whoa!

Maggie!

My belt! I'm stuck!

- Maggie!
- Maggie!

Now, land this chopper.

Not a chance.

Help! Somebody help!

Woody!

Maggie!

Ain't that a dilemma?

Not for me, it ain't.

You didn't think I'd
leave you hanging, did ya?

Get ready, Zane!

Nice

catch.

Sayonara, suckers!

Did I just save the treasure?

Negative.

But you saved Maggie.

I think that makes you
the best teammate ever.

And the best Woo Hooer I
ever tried to kick out.

But now there's no Woo Hoo.

You lost the Games and the
gold, all because of me.

He's right.

I'm sorry, but rules are rules.

Why did I have to
let everyone down?

Why?

W-W-Why?

Look, everybody.

The statue wasn't
hiding the gold.

The statue is the gold!

What?

Hey, Buzz, open the chest.

I want to see all that
glittery goodness.

I'm on it, bub.

Rocks?

Of gold?

Nope!

These are just plain rocks!

I thought we were rich!

And I thought you were flying!

Check it out. There's
some kind of inscription.

Go on.

"If you're reading this,"

that means you worked together to
find what's special inside of you.

That's all I ever
wanted for this family.

Sincerely, Obadiah Mallard

and his best bird friend who
did all the work to carve this,

"Woodthalemew Woodpeckerton."

I have an ancestor?

Um...

Angie, I, uh...

I just wanted to say...

I'm sorry for accidentally
helping a buzzard destroy Woo Hoo.

And for being a jerk
all these years.

Maybe...

And I'm not saying this
is true or anything.

But maybe, um, I was jealous,

you know, of all that creative stuff
you used to do when we were kids.

Maybe... I can't
stress this enough.

This is me throwing things at
the wall and seeing what sticks.

But maybe

maybe I was just trying to
prove to everyone, and to you,

that I-I was special too.

So much for being
the strong one, huh?

Admitting you're wrong
doesn't make you weak, Zane.

And there's nothing more
special than family.

Yeah.

Yeah.
- Yeah.

Thanks, guys.

I guess we both had a lot
of growing up to do, huh?

I wouldn't have phrased it
like that, but you're welcome.

Okay. Yeah.

And now that we can pay
off those infractions,

we can do some fixing
up around here.

- What are you gonna do with your half?
- Ooh.

Perhaps you both could make a
donation to the Parks and Recrea...

- It's not gonna happen.
- Not on your life. Nope.

I have an idea.

After talking things
over with Zane,

we've decided to put our
halves of the gold together

and make one big camp,

just like Grandpappy
Obadiah would have wanted.

A camp for all types of campers.

So we're getting rid of Camp
Woo Hoo and Camp Hoo Rah...

And from now on, it's
Camp Woo Hoo Rah!

Who's that handsome guy?

And, as promised,

it's time everybody
got one of these.

Starting with you, Woody.

Whoa.

You've earned it.

Well, I guess this is goodbye.

Not so fast.

When we first met,

you were trying to whittle
a catapult, remember?

Vaguely.

It was all lumpy and
looked like a deformed...

Okay! I remember.

Woody said you couldn't
make one, so we did.

- Rigged for max speed.
- With a perfect trajectory.

I ran the simulations.

- It's safe for birds.
- But could kill a human.

I don't know what to say.

How about... three, two, one!

Whoa! Wait. I-I'm not a hugger.

Okay. Just this once.

See you next summer!

Open the window!
Open the window!

Woody? Why are you here?

You're looking at a
team player, Chief.

Boom! Glad to be home.

♪ Runnin' like a wildfire ♪

♪ Blowin' like a hurricane ♪

♪ We're gonna start a fire ♪

♪ Hey! ♪

♪ Goin' through
my mind, insane ♪

♪ Oh, you know You know I
just can't get enough of you ♪

♪ Buh-buh-buh-buh-buh I
got a handle on it... ♪

- Where a-are we?
- Who cares?

Only thing that matters is we're

free?

♪ Get ready for this ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Get ready for this ♪

♪ Are you ready?
Are you ready? ♪

♪ Are you ready? ♪

♪ Oh, runnin' like a wildfire ♪

♪ Hey! ♪

♪ Blowin' like a hurricane ♪

♪ Hey! ♪

♪ Goin' through
my mind, insane ♪

♪ You know You know I just
can't get enough of you ♪

♪ Buh-buh-buh-buh-buh
I got a handle on it ♪

♪ Ooh, uh-huh ♪

♪ Ooh, uh-huh ♪

♪ Ooh, uh-huh ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ Get ready for this ♪

♪ Get ready for this ♪

♪ Ooh, uh-huh ♪

♪ Oh, you ain't ready for this ♪

♪ Are you ready?
Are you ready? ♪

♪ Are you ready? ♪

♪ Plug in and shout it louder ♪

- ♪ Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! ♪
- ♪ Get ready for this ♪

♪ Jump in, it's getting wilder ♪

- ♪ Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! ♪
- ♪ Get ready for this ♪

♪ Plug in and shout it louder ♪

- ♪ Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! ♪
- ♪ Get ready for this ♪

Ha! You missed.

Did I?

Huh?

Woody!