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¶ PAW Patrol, PAW Patrol ¶

¶ We'll be there on the double ¶

¶ Whenever there's a problem ¶

¶ 'Round Adventure Bay ¶

¶ Ryder and his team of pups ¶

¶ Will come and save the day ¶

¶ Marshall, Rubble, Chase, ¶

¶ Rocky, Zuma, Skye ¶

¶ Yeah, they're on the way ¶

¶ PAW Patrol, PAW Patrol ¶

¶ Whenever you're in trouble ¶

¶ PAW Patrol, PAW Patrol ¶

¶ We'll be there on the double ¶

¶ No job is too big, no pup is too small ¶

¶ PAW Patrol, we're on a roll! ¶

¶ So here we go PAW Patrol ¶

¶ Whoa-oh-oh ¶

¶ PAW Patrol ¶

¶ Whoa-oh-oh-oh ¶

¶ PAW Patrol ¶

One, two, three.

Ready or not? Here I come!

Chickaletta!

You're not even hiding!

Neither are you, Uncle Otis.

Me and Ol' Rusty here don't have time for games.

I got gold to find, and by gumption, I'm a gonna find it.

Oof!

(Splashing)

Oops, sorry!

Say what?

Do you really think there's gold here, Uncle Otis?

Cold?

'Course I'm cold!

I just pulled my backside out of that creek!

Gold, Uncle Otis, gold!

Did someone say gold?

(Maniacal laughing)

There's gold here somewhere.

(Sniffing)

I can smell it!

Ol' Rusty, you done rusted right through.

Oh, shovel!

It's okay, Uncle Otis,

I'll help scoop!

Scoot? I just got here!

(Laughing) Scoot.

(Laughing)

Why, thank ye kindly, pup.

Just dump it in my old pan here.

Old Panny, you're all worn out.

How will you find gold without your gear?

Yes, how?

(Growling)

I love toy tug!

Let me help!

(Growling)

(Panting)

Who knew that Rubble was so strong?!

Rubble? Rubble's not here.

But... we're all on this end,

who's on the other end?

That little bird dude?

Really? (Chirping)

Pups, you've been playing tug of war with the tree!

Okay, the brand challenge is on!

(Growling)

(Phone ringing)

Hi Mayor Goodway, what is it?

My Uncle Otis can't search for gold

because all his gear broke.

And the poor guy's been looking for years and years!

Stay there, Rubble, we're on our way!

No job is too big, no pup is too small!

(Whirring)

Paw Patrol, to the lookout!

ALL: Ryder needs us!

Uh-oh!

Ugh!

Huh?

(Chirping)

Aw.

I better not wake him.

(Barking)

Quiet as a mouse.

Whoops!

(Thudding)

(Chirping)

At least I have this nest to remember you by.

Huh?

(Laughing)

¶

PAW Patrol ready for action, Ryder, Sir!

(Beeping)

Thanks for coming, pups! We need to rush to a...

Gold rush!

Mayor Goodway's Uncle Otis is a prospector,

which means that he searches for gold!

Gold? Here in Adventure Bay?

Cool!

But his prospecting equipment has worn out.

Gah!

So he needs our help!

Rocky.

We can turn your truck into a super gold panning machine

like this!

Green means go!

Chase!

I'm going to need you and your spy gear

to help protect the claim.

Spy chase is on the case!

All right! PAW Patrol is on a roll!

(Barking)

¶ PAW Patrol ¶

¶ Go, go, go, go, go, go ¶

¶ PAW Patrol ¶

¶ Go, go, go, go! ¶

(Barking)

¶ Go, go, go ¶

¶

¶ Rocky! ¶

¶ Go, go, go, go! ¶

¶ PAW Patrol ¶

¶ Go, go, go, go! ¶

¶ Chase! ¶

¶ Go, go, go, go! ¶

¶ Go, go, go, go! ¶

¶ Go, go, go, go! ¶

¶ PAW Patrol, PAW Patrol ¶

¶

Oh!

(Sirens wailing)

Hi, you must be Uncle Otis!

Uncle Otis, meet Ryder.

Spider! Where?

(Laughing)

Rocky, do you have any recycled tools for Uncle Otis?

You got it, Ryder!

(Barking)

Great job, Rocky!

Try these, Uncle Otis!

Thank ye kindly, Spider.

Now, let me show you all how it's done.

A little water washes away the lighter rocks off the top.

Then, the heavier stones settle at the bottom.

(Sniffing)

Nope, no gold.

(Clucking)

Oh, Chickaletta thinks that yellow rock is corn.

So, Rocky, is your gold panning machine ready?

Yup! Let me show you!

I drilled some holes in these cookie sheets,

it should work.

Let's try it out!

Ruff, shovel!

(Whirring)

First, I'll scoop rocks into the pan.

Time to shake things up around here.

(Rattling)

It's working!

I'll try it the old fashioned way!

(Growling)

Hey!

Watch out!

Sorry.

I got carried away.

(Clucking)

(Sniffing)

That's not corn, chicken, that's gold!

Gold! (Cheering)

I knew it!

(Chuckling)

Gold, eh?

(Laughing)

(Rattling)

There's another one!

Our pile of gold's getting big!

Yup, and all 'cause of that there chicken

who found it first!

(Gasping) I know!

Let's build a big, gold statue of her!

Good idea!

Okay, pups, the more gold we find, the bigger the statue!

Yay! Yay!

That gold should be mine, 'cause, well...

Because I want it!

(Laughing)

Kittens, it's catastrophe time!

(Thudding) (Groaning)

Oh hi, Mayor Humdinger.

(Laughing)

Just wondering if you needed any help.

(Humming)

Hello there, Humdinger.

So glad to see you pitching in

to make the gold statue of Chickaletta.

How could anyone resist such a worthy cause?

Which will be a gold statue of me.

(Chuckling)

Wait, what's this?

A diamond?! Huh?

Huh?

What? I picked up my pan

and, huh, there it was!

A diamond! Awesome!

What? Oh my!

Cool!

(Meowing)

(Clattering)

And, of course, since it is your claim, Uncle Otis,

it's your diamond!

Whoa!

Whoopsie daisy!

(Clamouring) Don't lose that gem!

(Chuckling)

Whoa! Whoa! Woo!

(Chuckling)

(Sniffing)

This is no diamond, it's just rock...

candy!

I thought something was strange. (Chuckling)

RYDER: Mayor Humdinger!

(Maniacal laughing)

Quick, pups, follow me!

We need to keep them in our sights!

(Sirens wailing)

(Sirens wailing)

RYDER: They're getting away!

Chase, we need your drone!

On it! Rawr! Drone!

Rawr! Launch!

(Whooshing)

RYDER: I see them!

(Maniacal laughing)

What?

(Sirens wailing)

Oh!

(Meowing in terror)

(Screaming)

(Tires screeching)

(Meowing)

(Sighing)

Phew.

(Laughing)

Punch it, pups!

(Engines revving)

ALL: Yee-haw!

(Thudding)

Almost home free!

(Whirring)

They're heading to Humdinger's hideout.

Rubble, head up the cliff road.

Rocky, we'll need your claw arm.

BOTH: Right, Ryder!

(Engines revving)

(Puttering)

Home sweet home, kitties.

Don't forget the gold!

Ha! They forgot the gold.

Rocky, unhook the wagon.

You got it, Ryder.

Woof!

Pincer arm!

(Whirring)

Let it go, Rubble!

Rubble on the double!

Look out below!

Bullseye!

What say we all roll around in our big pile of gold?

Ha, so, where is it?

(Meowing)

(Purring)

(Meowing)

Ah! It's still outside?!

What?!

Where's my gold?

Wait, I see it!

PAW Patrol is on a roll!

Push harder, they're getting away!

(Grunting)

(Screaming)

I deserve to be a statue!

(Sobbing)

Welcome to the official unveiling of...

The golden Chickaletta!

(Cheering)

(Snoring)

Oh, she loves it!

Thanks, Uncle Otis!

Thanks, Ryder!

You're welcome, Mayor!

If you ever have a problem, just yelp for help!

Belt? No, thanks.

My old suspenders hold up my pants just fine.

Huh?

(All laughing) ¶ P-P-P-PAW, PAW, PAW Patrol ¶

(Screwdriver whirring)

Try it now, Ryder.

(Beeping)

(Robo-Dog barking)

(Mooing)

That didn't work.

Let's try his jets.

(Clucking like a chicken)

(Giggling) Back to the drawing board!

(Barking)

(Chomping)

Meow!

Settle down, kittens.

I'm trying to watch my favourite show.

(Meowing, barking on screen)

Cassandra the Cruellest Kitten!

So good, because she's so bad!

(Cackling)

Meow!

(Smashing)

What?!

Oh, I'm missing it! Turn in back on!

(Whirring)

Meow!

Ah, how am I gonna watch Cassandra now?

Hmm.

Ah, I need a new TV!

And I know where I can find the biggest screen in Adventure Bay!

It even comes with 18 wheels and a horn!

Ha ha, get it?

(Kittens groaning)

I mean the PAW Patroller!

(Laughing)

Look!

I'm a flying car wash!

(Giggling)

Go, Skye!

(Pups cheering)

Operation Yarn Ambush is a go!

(Snickering)

Ow!

Ah-choo!

Where did that come from?

(Giggling)

Ugh!

Hey!

(Laughing)

BOTH: Yarn balls?

Don't worry, I'll get to the bottom of this!

(Sniffing)

(Kitten meowing)

Whoa!

Gotcha!

Meow!

Ah-choo!

(Pups barking)

(Barking)

(Kitten snickering)

The perfect diversion, ha ha!

The perfect plan!

This scheme is a real hum-dinger!

(Laughing)

Oh, yes, I am the mayor of funny.

¶

(Seatbelt clicking)

Well done, Catastrophe Kittens!

(Tires screeching)

Whoa! Ah, whoa!

Hey, easy!

Second gear, second gear!

Watch the road!

(Meowing)

(Tires screeching)

Careful, but slowly!

Ah!

Something's still not right.

Aha!

Much better, right, kitties?

(Meowing)

Now, I'm going to watch my new TV.

(Hissing on screen)

Oh, it's even bigger than I thought!

(Tires screeching)

(Jets sputtering)

He's barking and walking correctly,

but the jets still need work.

Come on, Robo-Dog!

Let's see how you drive the PAW Patroller.

Uh, wait.

Wasn't it right here?

What happened to it?

I don't know. Huh?

Hmm, this isn't good.

Those kittens make me so mad!

It's okay, Chase. We got rid of them.

Let's just finish washing the--

(Gasping) PAW Patroller!

Uh-oh!

We didn't accidentally use invisible soap, did we?

No, Marshall. Someone swiped it.

And whoever did left little fuzzy clues.

Do you think we can get it back?

I know we can!

No job is too big; no pup is too small!

PAW Patrol, and Robo-Dog--

(Barking)

--to the Lookout!

PUPS: Ryder needs us!

Whoa!

Whoa!

Incoming!

(Crashing)

Hey, bubbles!

(Pups laughing)

¶

(Elevator dinging)

¶

PAW Patrol, ready for action, Ryder, sir!

(Beeping)

Thanks, pups, and Robo-Dog.

Mayor Humdinger and his Catastrophe Crew

took the PAW Patroller.

MAYOR: Ha ha!

We have to act fast.

Chase, I'll need you and your drone to track them down.

Spy Chase is on the case!

Skye, Robo-Dog's jets are still busted.

We need you and your copter to fly him to the PAW Patroller

so he can drive.

(Barking) Let's take to the sky!

(Robo-Dog whining)

Don't worry, Robo-Dog.

I'll take good care of you.

All right! PAW Patrol is on a roll!

(Barking)

¶ PAW Patrol ¶

(Barking)

¶ Go, go, go ¶

¶ PAW Patrol ¶

Yeah!

(Barking) Yeah!

(Giggling)

¶

¶ Chase ¶

Woof!

¶ Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go ¶

¶ PAW Patrol ¶

(Siren blaring)

¶ Go, go, go, go, go, go ¶

¶ Skye ¶

¶ Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go ¶

¶ Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go ¶

¶ PAW Patrol, PAW Patrol ¶

(Motor revving)

(Siren blaring, barking)

¶

RYDER: Chase, launch your drone.

Ruff! Drone!

Go find the PAW Patroller!

(Cat hissing on screen)

(Mayor cackling)

Meow!

What? Uh-oh!

Hairballs! They found us!

We got to ditch that drone.

Step on it!

Ahh! (Tires screeching)

Whoa!

Hey, easy!

Meow!

(Tires screeching)

Ahhh!

(Button beeping)

(Cars honking)

Whoa, whoa!

You're making it worse!

(Tires screeching)

Help!!!

Meow!

(Mayor screaming)

(Grunting)

Wait, who's driving?

Meow?

RYDER: It's weaving all over the road.

And there's Humdinger!

Pull over, Chase.

Skye, you and Robo-Dog catch up to the PAW Patroller.

Let's go, Robo-Dog! Yee-ha!

(Robo-Dog barking)

Hop on, Chase.

It's nice to have someone else doing the driving.

Ryder's after us! Step on it!

Whoa!

(Tires screeching)

Look out!

(Barking)

Awesome driving, Ryder!

(Tires screeching)

Drat, I can't move.

Stop! Stop stepping on it!

Whoa!

Oh! Ah!

(Phone ringing)

Mayor Humdinger?

Ryder, help!

We can't slow down.

We're on it, Mayor.

This has just gotten way more serious.

(Tires screeching)

Use your spy suction boots to climb on board.

Arf!

Wall climbers!

Hold it steady, Ryder.

Amazing move, Chase!

Hmph, about time, Ryder.

Skye, get Robo-Dog into position.

On it!

All aboard!

Meow!

All right, kittens. Licence and regi--

Ah... ah-choo!

This is as close as my-- ah-choo!

--as my nose lets me get.

Come on, kitties, make room for Robo-Dog!

(Kittens meowing)

Yoo-hoo, kittens!

Meow?

Watch the yarn.

(Purring)

Now, go get it!

(Meowing excitedly)

(Robo-Dog barking)

(Tires screeching)

You got it, pups!

Yes, well, hmm,

it appears as though the pups have saved the day.

(Tapping pedal)

(Barking)

Oh, no!

Ryder, the gas pedal is stuck!

I'm on it, Chase!

Engage auto-pilot.

And... ugh!

Made it!

Ahem, you're just going to leave me tied up in a chair like this?

Sounds like a good plan to me.

Oh!

I see what the problem is.

A good yank should fix it. Chase?

Right, Ryder!

Ruff! Zip line!

You did it, Chase!

Thanks, Ryder.

Robo-Dog, hit the brakes!

(Tires screeching)

Phew!

MAYOR: Ow.

Oh, get off of me!

(Giggling)

Next time you need a new TV, just go to the store.

Yes, well, I suppose I must thank you and the pups

for rescuing me.

If you really want to thank us,

you should clean up the mess you made of the PAW Patroller.

(Grumbling)

But if you're ever in trouble again, just yelp for help!

Right, pups?

Pups?

(Music playing on TV screen)

Humdinger had a good idea.

Can we watch in here?

Of course you can!

You've all been such good pups.

(Robo-Dog barking)

Ah-choo!

Sorry, there's kitten fur every--

Ah-choo!

Oh! Pah! (Spitting)

Thanks for catching me, Mayor Humdinger.

You're welcome, Chase.

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