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(Chase barking, howling)

Here are more jams for the Jamboree Jam Fest, Mr. Porter!

Great!

Just park them here, Zuma,

and I'll add them to the display.

I can't wait to try Katie's purr-fect peach jam!

ZUMA: And Daring Danny's fruit explosion!

(Jar rattling)

(Slurping) Mmm!

Oh, but wait until you try my Jumble Jam!

(Giggling)

It's sure to be the best in the fest!

Isn't that right, Chickaletta?

(Clucking)

And you'll get to wear this!

Whoo-hoo!

This jam-brero makes me want to jig!

(Sombrero making rattling sounds)

Whoa!

(Chase gasping)

Didn't spill a drop.

I'm okay!

I think I've got jam from just about everyone in town.

Except us!

We're making it today!

Lickety Lemon jam!

Well, we better go.

MAYOR: Oh, I have to make mine too!

I'm off to Farmer Yumi's for fruit!

(Chickaletta clucking)

Ahem!

Marshall, aren't you forgetting something?

Huh?

Oops, sorry!

Jammin'!

MAYOR: Hello! Hello!

Farmer Yumi!

I hope there's still some fabulous fruit left for my jam.

Don't worry, Mayor. I have lots.

How about some strawberries?

Oh, yum, they look strawbe-licious!

(Both gasping)

BOTH: Did you just see what I just saw?

As your mayor, I say, "Fruit, stand still!"

Please?

(Chickaletta clucking)

Bawk!

What's the deal with this apple?

(Farmer Yumi gasping)

Oh, no!

My farm is being overrun with ants!

We've got to stop these pests

before there isn't any fruit left.

And I know just who to call!

(Phone beeping)

(Pups barking, giggling)

Whoa!

Ugh!

(Splashing) Whoa!

Nice save, Zuma.

Good balance, Skye.

Ready for more lemons in water!

Lemons loaded!

Ruff! Launcher!

(Splashing)

(Barking) Water cannons!

(Slurping)

Could use a little sugar. Rubble?

On it!

(Slurping)

Pups, Lickety Lemon jam is almost ready.

It smells awesome!

(Sniffing)

May we have a teensy taste, Ryder?

(Ryder laughing) Of course!

Gather around, pups.

Ooh! It's still a little too hot.

I can cool it down in a jiff!

Woof! Blower!

(Blower whirring)

Okay, Rocky!

I think it's cool now!

Whoa! Watch out!

Oof!

Mm, lemony-riffic!

And way cooled off.

Good job, Rocky.

You might want to use a lower power setting, though.

(Pups giggling, phone ringing)

Hey, Mayor Goodway!

How's your jam coming along?

MAYOR: Disastrously!

Yumi's farm has been invaded by ants!

They're running off with all the fruit!

Ahh! And purse chickens!

Gotta go!

We'll be there.

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

(Beeping)

PAW Patrol, to the Lookout!

PUPS: Ryder needs us!

Whoaaaa!

(Pups cheering)

Whoa oh oh!

(Crashing)

(Gasping)

Huh?

Bah! Yuck!

Lemon, anyone?

(Pups laughing)

(Elevator dinging)

PAW Patrol, ready for action, Ryder, sir!

(Beeping)

The Mayor is bugged, pups!

(Mayor and Farmer Yumi gasping)

Really bugged.

Whoa, tiny ant bandits!

They're stealing the fruit!

Right, and we need to stop them before they take the whole crop,

so for this mission I'll need Rocky!

Let's use your new blower on a low setting

to gently blow the ants away from the farm.

Ants are strong, but very light.

Green means "blow"!

Great!

I'll also need Rubble.

Once Rocky blows the ants away, use your scoop to collect the--

Apples and peaches, and strawberries?

Yum!

Count me in!

(All giggling)

All right!

PAW Patrol is on a roll!

(Barking, cheering)

(Rubble barking)

(Rubble barking)

(Tires screeching)

(Motors revving)

Oh, peach fuzz. Whoa!

Thank goodness you're here, Ryder!

We're saving as much as we can, but the ants are everywhere.

Don't worry, we've got a plan.

Line up your rig, Rubble!

Rocky, fire up your blower.

Woof!

Blower!

(Blower whirring, Chickaletta clucking)

Oh!

Oops, sorry.

Let's turn that down a little.

We only want to move the ants.

Try it now, Rocky.

Okay!

Time to ride the wind.

(Blowing)

Okay, Rocky, that should do it!

You blew all our troubles away, PAW Patrol!

And saved all my fruit to boot!

Why, it's just like a supermarket.

Or my food bowl.

Yummy nummy!

(Ryder laughing)

(Splashing)

Arooo!

I think that's enough lemons now.

One way to find out!

(Slurping)

Blechh! Way too sour.

Maybe we just need to sweeten it up,

with sugar!

On it!

See, the secret is to put just a little in it at a--

whoa!

(Gasping)

ALL: Uh-oh!

(Mr. Porter humming)

I think that's everything.

Oh, where's the jam-brero?

(Laughing) I forgot to take it off!

But I do look good in it.

Jammin'!

Galloping goodies!

The desserts are deserting!

(Ants squeaking)

Huh?

Huh?

Time to call the PAW Patrol!

(Phone ringing)

Hi, Mr. Porter.

Almost ready for the Jamboree?

MR. PORTER: I need help!

Or soon, there won't be one.

Look!

Oh, no! We didn't just blow the ants away.

We blew them downtown!

Please hurry, Ryder!

We're on our way!

Let's roll!

(Vehicles revving)

We need to gather these ants up, and put them someplace safe.

But how?

(Phone ringing)

MARSHALL: Good news, Ryder!

The jam is done!

Uh, but we have a little problem.

There was a mistake with the recipe.

It turned out super-sweet.

Super-duper sweet!

(Licking) I kind of like it!

Hey, the ants like sweet things.

I bet they'll follow it from Mr. Porter's.

We're on our way!

(Helicopter whirring)

Okay, Zuma, I need your buoy.

Let's dive in!

(Barking) Buoy!

Okay, Skye, lower away.

You got it, Ryder!

Rocky, give me a hole right here.

You got it!

Woof! Drill!

(Drilling)

(Ants squeaking)

Heh, the ants love this stuff!

Okay, Zuma, give them a trail to follow.

ZUMA: I've got them, Ryder!

But where should I take them?

(Jar clattering)

Meet us at the Lookout, Zuma!

Come on, Rocky,

we need to build something, and fast.

(Barking)

(Tools whirring)

Just like fishies in a fish bowl.

Awesome idea, Ryder!

These ants look totally happy in their ant farm.

Yup, this kind of farm

is way better for them than Farmer Yumi's.

That's the last of them!

And the last of the jam.

(Sighing)

Well, I know where there's lots of jam.

The Jamboree Jam Fest!

We have the best in the fest!

(Slurping)

The jam-brero goes to...

Mayor Goodway and her Jumble Jam!

(Cheering)

Oh, well, thank you! Thank you!

And of course, we should thank Ryder for saving the day again.

Whenever there's a problem, just yelp for help!

And I couldn't have done it without all my pups.

Exactly!

That's why I have a special surprise.

Jam-breros for all our heroes, ha ha ha!

I guess we're pretty good jam-makers, after all.

You're more than that.

You're good pups, too.

ROCKY: Yay!

(Panting)

Wow, Zuma! A perfect Vulcan.

ZUMA: Thanks, dudes!

It's a perfect day for wind-surfing!

Yeah, I'd like to try that too!

As long as I can do it on dry land.

(Laughing)

(Pig oinking)

I know, Corny.

It's a fine beach day,

but we need to get these home-baked goodies

to Mr. Porter's.

(Disgruntled oinking)

Okay, we'll slow down so you can enjoy the view,

but only for a minute.

(Oinking)

Oh!

Cornelius!

(Oinking)

RYDER: Uh-oh, we've got a pig on the run.

Corny, stop!

Corny, come back!

Ha ha, that pig loves his beach sports.

(Ryder laughing) Decent shot, Corny.

(Oinking)

Now, Corny, you come back here.

Whoa!

Cornelius J. Pig, bring your curly tail back here!

(Squealing)

Oh, I'll never be able to outswim that fancy surfboard.

(Beeping)

Hey, Farmer Al.

Ryder, Corny's out joyriding a windsurf board.

The last time that pig was on a boat, he got really seasick.

Don't worry, we're on it.

(All laughing)

(Phone ringing)

Ryder, you're not going to believe this,

but I just saw a pig windsurfing!

Actually, I do believe it.

That's Cornelius.

Keep following him,

while I set up a rescue with the other pups.

You got it, Ryder!

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

(Beeping)

PAW Patrol, to the Lookout!

PUPS: Ryder needs us!

(Cheering, barking)

Whoa!

(Barking)

Yeah!

Woof-woof!

Hey, I'm first!

And by myself.

Where'd everybody go?

ALL: Surprise!

(Crashing)

(Barking)

Best wipe-out ever!

(All laughing)

(Elevator dinging)

PAW Patrol, ready for action, Ryder, sir!

Minus Zuma, Ryder, sir!

I thought there was a little extra wiggle room

in the line-up.

(Laughing)

Thanks for hurrying, pups.

(Beeping)

And you're right about Zuma.

He's already on the mission.

Farmer Al's pet pig accidentally sailed away

on a windsurfing board.

Corny, come back!

Aw, poor little piggy-wiggy!

Zuma's following him now,

but I need more help to get Cornelius safely back to shore.

Rocky, I need you and your tugboat to bring back

that float-away pig, and the board he's riding.

Green means go!

Marshall, I need you and your medical gear

to examine Corny once he's rescued.

He may be seasick.

I'm ready for a ruff-ruff rescue!

All right!

PAW Patrol is on a roll!

(Barking)

Whoo-hoo!

(Barking)

(Barking) Huh?

Whoa, whoa!

Whoa!

(Rocky barking)

(Barking)

(Tires screeching)

(Siren blaring)

Lifejacket, deploy!

(Motor revving)

(Splashing)

Lifejacket, deploy!

(Splashing)

(Rocky barking)

Zuma, Rocky and I are headed your way.

I've got a lock on your location now.

(Radar dinging)

Thanks, Ryder.

I could seriously use some help.

I think Corny's trying to set some new zig-zag speed record.

(Corny squealing)

Come on, Rocky, faster!

Corny, dude!

Slow down!

(Squealing)

Careful, Corny!

Steer away from him!

(Sighing) Like he understands me.

Or knows how to steer!

(Squealing)

Ahhh!

(Corny squealing)

Whoa, that was lucky.

(Splashing)

Watch out, dolphins!

(Dolphins yelping, squeaking)

Sorry! Corny's a newbie!

I got to stop him before he crashes into somebody.

(Oinking)

Like me!

Corny, no, no, no, no, no!

(Corny oinking)

ZUMA: Oof!

Oh, no!

My sail's busted and I'm totally stuck here!

Hey, Zuma, are you okay?

I'm fine, but I can't say the same for my windsurfing board.

Rocky can help fix it.

Rocky, let's use your barge.

Great idea!

Woof! Barge!

(Splashing)

Now, let's get it aboard.

You got it!

Woof! Crane!

(Crane whirring)

Easy, easy.

Don't worry, I'm an expert.

I know exactly what I'm doing.

Whoa!

(Splashing)

Bleh! Yuck!

Why does the bay have to be so wet?

(Ryder laughing)

Don't worry, Rocky, I got ya.

Much better.

So, what do you think, Rocky?

I think...

that...

it's...

hopeless.

Hopeless?!

Hopeless with the pieces I have here now.

They're too damaged.

Total bummer. What do we do?

I'll just build one with the cool recycled stuff

in my cargo hold.

(Toy squeaking)

Hey, watch it with the cool stuff! Heh heh!

Sorry!

How will you fix my rig with that?

I can tape together these PJs and long johns to make a sail.

Now, I need something for the mast.

What about that driftwood?

Perfect.

CAP'N TURBOT: Hey, Wally!

Can you do a jump for some more jiggly jellyfish jerky?

(Barking, splashing)

Ha ha, beautiful bounce, buddy!

(Barking)

(Sniffing, oinking)

Huh?

(Corny snorting)

A surfing swine?

Hmm, strange.

This new rig rocks!

ROCKY: Thanks!

(Phone ringing)

Hi, Cap'n Turbot.

Ryder, I'm witness to

the wackiest windsurfing wonder ever!

Don't tell me, a windsurfing pig, right?

Huh. We're on our way, Cap'n.

Pups, Corny's near the Flounder.

Let's go!

(Motor revving)

CAP'N TURBOT: Watch out, Wally!

(Wally barking)

(Corny squealing)

Oh, no! Pig overboard!

Zuma, gear up and follow me underwater to Corny.

(Barking) Scuba!

Rocky, we'll use your winch to lift him to the surface.

10-4, Ryder!

(Splashing, bubbling)

(Wally barking)

You saved him!

Oh, great job, Ryder!

Okay, Rocky, pull up your winch.

(Whirring)

(Wally barking)

Ha ha, good idea, Wally.

I'm sure Corny'd love one of your treats.

(Oinking)

Now, let's get him back to shore.

(Motor revving)

(Corny squealing)

(Wally barking)

Corny!

Oh, how you doing, pal?

(Oinking)

Let's make sure he's all right, Farmer Al.

(Barking) Thermometer!

Say "ahh!"

Temperature normal.

(Barking)

X-ray!

Everything is in the right place.

He doesn't even look seasick.

(Sniffing)

He doesn't.

But he sure looks hungry.

(Oinking)

Need a treat, pig pal?

Did someone say "treats"?

And not just any treats!

Farmer Yumi's home-baked treats.

There's plenty for everyone.

(Barking)

I don't know how to thank you, Ryder.

Don't worry about it!

Whenever your pig's in trouble, just squeal for help.

We'll be there!

Especially when you bring treats!

(Laughing)

MARSHALL: How is Zuma gonna do tricks with his funny new board?

Totally awesomely!

Just watch!

Whoa! RYDER: Wow!

CHASE: Amazing, Zuma!

AL: Great job, Zuma!

(Barking, cheering)

(Corny squealing)

RUBBLE: Hey, follow that pig!

Oh, hey, come back, you little trickster!

(Rubble munching)

A little sandy, but still yummy.

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