Original subtitles

♪ Yippee-i-oh Yippee-i-ay ♪

♪ Yippee-i-oh-ti-ay ♪

♪ Hey! I'm Callie And I'm the sheriff ♪

♪ Got my badge here On my vest ♪

♪ I'm ridin', I'm ropin' I'm makin' friends ♪

♪ Some say I'm the best In the West ♪

♪ We're singin' Yippee-i-oh-ki-ay Yee-haw ♪

♪ In Sheriff Callie's Wild West ♪

♪ Yippee-i-oh-ki-ay Yee-haw ♪

♪ Saddle up And ride on in ♪

♪ Learn what it means To be a friend ♪

♪ Sheriff Callie Yippee-i-oh Yippee-i-ay ♪

♪ In Sheriff Callie's Wild West ♪

♪ Yee-haw ♪

(Prairie Dog Trio singing)

(Durwood) Ma? Are we there yet?

(Ma) No, Durwood.

We are still lost.

'Cause this durn map you boys stole ain't a map!

It's instructions for building a cuckoo clock.

No wonder we've been going around in circles!

(Both) Sorry, Ma.

At least there's no sign of them folks we took these wagons from.

So far.

But we'd best get to Deadweed County, where there ain't no sheriff.

And soon.

There's a town up yonder, Ma.

Maybe we can get directions there.

And take a drink stealin' break?

(Both) Please?

(sighs) Why do I spoil you boys so?

(chuckles) H'ya!

Hey, Peck! Wanna get a milkshake?

Sorry, Toby.

Can't, on account of I'm in charge

while Sheriff Callie's busy on official sheriff business.

You mean, while she's getting gussied up at the barbershop.

Till she's done, it's my duty to see we don't have any trouble in town.

We got a report of bandits robbing folks out on the prairie.

They could be anywhere!

So, I need to keep a sharp eye out.

(horses snorting)

Close up the wagons real tight so folks can't see what we stole.

Take off your robber masks! There's law about.

Now, we gotta act like we're nice and needy.

(Both) Yes, ma'am.

That's how we're gonna trick some do-gooder

into showing us the way to Deadweed County.

(in frail voice) Who can resist my sad, made-up story

about a helpless old lady with two sweet sons?

(laughing)

Looks like another slow day, Goldie.

I could sure use a little excitement...

And customers!

(Ella) Come on in!

Oh, thank you kindly, dear.

(slurping loudly)

Oh, sweet buttermilk!

You folks are parched! Have you come far?

Oh, I wouldn't want to bore you with our incredibly sad tale

of a wagon train gone terribly wrong.

Please! Tell me everything!

(piano playing)

There I was, just a poor old widow with her two sweet sons.

Our crops died and our barn fell down,

so we set out in search of a better life...

In Deadweed County.

Oh, you poor, dear souls.

That's when a twister hit our wagon train and spun us round here and there

and who knows where!

Oh, we lost everything!

(playing dramatically)

Oh, no!

Oh, yes!

Now, here we are... Penniless and lost.

Without a hope of ever making it to Deadweed County. (sniffles)

Oh, you will, if I have anything to say about it.

I know someone who can lead you anywhere in the West!

Callie, these poor folks are lost!

They're tryin' to get to Deadweed County.

Are you sure you wanna go there, ma'am?

It's clear across the desert

and there's no sheriff around for miles.

We know, but it's where this poor ol' widow and her little ones were born.

Well, then, if that's where you want to go,

I'd be right proud to lead ya there!

Much obliged, Miss Callie.

-So, when we leavin', huh? -We?

Thought I'd tag along as the chuck wagon cook.

They could use a hot meal,

and I sure could use some adventure.

Oh, you're all so nice and friendly.

Boys, what do you say?

-When's the grub? -I'm hungry!

(Both) Thank you.

You're very welcome.

Now, let's get this wagon train rollin'!

You're the...

(All) Sheriff?

Uh, oh, thanks anyway, Sheriff,

but you've got a whole town to protect.

-We'll make it on our own. -I won't hear of it.

Bandits are robbing folks out on the prairie,

and you'll need protectin'!

Helpin' you folks is the right thing to do!

♪ Helpin' is the right thing to do! ♪

How're we gonna get away from that sheriff, Ma?

We don't. Not yet.

We'll wait till she gets us close to Deadweed, then ditch her.

And steal her stuff?

I raised you boys right.

-(laughing) -(horse neighs)

Right smart prairie schooners, Fink family!

And that's a humdinger of a chuck wagon, Ella!

Ooh, thanks, Sheriff.

I'm ready to roll when you are!

All right. Wagons, ho!

(music playing)

♪ First time I've been headin' cross the desert wide! ♪

♪ Wonderin' what's a-waitin' on the other side! ♪

♪ It seems like it's forever ♪

♪ Since I felt so free! ♪

♪ I sure hope there's excitement waitin' just for me! ♪

♪ Wagons ho! Wagons ho! ♪

♪ Means it's time to giddy up and go! ♪

♪ Wagons ho! ♪

♪ Through mountains high and valleys low! ♪

♪ I'm proud to lead this wagon train of brave pioneers ♪

♪ They've had a lot of heartache, and shed a lot of tears ♪

♪ But now I'm gonna lead 'em to a homestead new ♪

♪ 'Cause helpin' folks is the right thing to do! ♪

♪ Wagons ho! ♪

♪ Means it's time to giddy up and go! ♪

♪ Wagons ho! Wagons ho! ♪

♪ Through mountains high and valleys low! ♪

♪ Let's giddy up and go! ♪

♪ Wagons ho! ♪

(PANTING)

Peck, look!

Oh, Deputy! We've been walking for days!

Three buzzards stole our wagons!

Holy jalapenos!

I'll go tell Sheriff Callie! Oh, wait,

I'm in charge on account of Sheriff Callie's

out on the prairie with those three...

(Both) Buzzards!

They're the bandits!

Saddle up, Toby.

We gotta go after 'em and tell the Sheriff!

Back in a flash, folks!

How much farther to Deadweed, Sheriff?

Still got a ways to go, Ma.

It's just past those mountains ahead.

Tell him to get ready.

Ma says get ready to get rid of these Nice and Friendly fools.

(laughing)

(grunts)

(Sheriff Callie) Wagons, whoa!

Whoa!

Oh, no!

(both grunting)

You boys okay?

-Fine and dandy. -Never better.

I don't think that wheel agrees.

Better unload your wagon so I can fix it.

Looks like we'll be staying here for the night.

(howling)

Cover the loot, boys.

(sniffs) Mmm-mmm.

(ringing) Come and get it!

(chuckles) I hope you boys like prairie stew!

(slurping and chomping)

(chuckles) Well... Save room for apple pie!

Oh, fiddlesticks.

I forgot pie plates!

Well, maybe Ma packed some.

(slurping continues)

(gasps)

That's strange.

Ooh!

(wind whooshing)

Peck, look! A town!

We made it to Deadweed!

Wha... (groans)

Watch where you're...

Nice and Friendly Corners?

Wow! We've been traveling in a circle?

(snoring)

(groaning)

(whispers) I need to tell you something.

Somethin' wrong?

I'm pretty sure these wagons

don't belong to Ma and her boys.

What makes you think that?

I found this squirrel family photo in their stuff.

Along with some mighty valuable...

(both gasp)

(Ma cackles)

Thanks for showin' us the way to Deadweed, Sheriff!

Now we can make it there on our own.

(all laughing)

-(Durwood) Bye-bye! -Adios, amigos!

Oh, we're trapped in a busted wagon!

What're we going to do?

(Sheriff Callie grunting)

Sparky! Go get help!

(grunts and neighs)

(Ma) Let him go, boys.

We don't have time to chase some silly pony.

(Durwood and Dingus panting)

♪ Those buzzards tricked poor Ella ♪

♪ And even Callie too! ♪

♪ With just a busted wagon ♪

♪ Whatever will they do? ♪

(Ella) Some adventure this turned out to be.

And all 'cause I fell for their fake sob story like a silly fool.

You were just trying to do the right thing and help folks in need, Ella.

But how're we gonna get outta here?

I know!

(wind whooshing)

Now to get this wagon movin'!

You gonna fix the wheel with that?

Nope. I'm gonna break the rest of 'em!

(horses snoring)

I think all that ridin' around in a big circle tuckered 'em out, Peck.

But we gotta save Sheriff Callie and Ella from the bandits.

Sure wish I had a really fast horse.

(Both) Sparky?

-(neighs) -Whoa!

(snorting)

I think he wants you to go with him, Peck.

(neighs)

But I'm comin' too!

Whoo-hoo!

Now to turn this prairie schooner into a desert sailboat!

(grunts)

Whoo-hoo!

Oh, you did it, Sheriff!

We're sailing home!

Not yet, Ella.

First, we gotta catch those bandits.

(Ella whooping)

There it is!

Other side of them mountains is Deadweed County!

And best of all... No sheriff to stop us!

(cackling)

(Ella screaming)

Sheriff Callie?

You wagon-stealin' buzzards are under arrest!

Not if you can't catch us!

Durwood, Dingus, run like your ma taught ya!

I'm running, Ma.

(indistinct shouting)

I'm runnin', Ma!

Oh, I wanted excitement, but not this much!

(panting) Quick! Get to those rocks, boys!

Feet, don't fail me now!

(all grunting)

Whew! Now can we go home, Sheriff?

(Peck and Toby screaming)

(chuckles) Yep,

right after we fetch us two good guys!

Comin', fellas!

I don't know about you folks,

but I think I've had enough excitement for a spell.

(Ella chuckles)

♪ They've had enough excitement for a spell! ♪

(Prairie Dog Trio singing)

Attention, fair goers!

The Prized Produce Contest will begin in 15 minutes!

Hoppin' horseytoads, look at all the rides!

(Toby) Each one's better than the next!

Which one do you fellas want to go on first?

-Jeepers... Ho-ho! -All of 'em!

(both gasp)

(Both) The Twirl-o-Fun!

(Toby) It's like a bucking bronco,

a spinning top, and a giant lasso

all rolled into one!

Let's get in line!

Yeah! (Peck) Come on!

(indistinct conversation)

-(thudding) -Whoa!

Uh-oh, that doesn't sound good!

Be right back, fellas!

-But, Sheriff? -The ride...

(indistinct cheering)

(Ride operator) Next riders on!

Twirl-o-Fun, here we come!

(giggling)

Whoa, hold on there, partners.

Y'all need to measure up.

You gotta be taller than this hat to ride the Twirl-o-Fun.

Sorry. Not tall enough.

(both gasping)

-What? -Huh?

♪ They're just not tall enough! ♪

But... Wait, I was slouchin'.

Me too, measure again!

Sorry, fellas. It's for your own safety.

Aw, jeepers, Peck.

Now what are we gonna do?

(whirring)

(cheering and laughing)

There's only one thing to do, Toby.

Get taller so we can ride that ride.

How are we gonna do that?

What in whiskers?

Farmer Stinky? What happened?

Was takin' my melon to the produce contest.

But it crushed my wagon.

Well, I can help you move it to the judgin' tent.

Let's give it a little push.

(both grunting)

Or maybe a... big push.

Taller, taller.

How in tarnation do we get taller, fast?

(gasps) I know, Peck.

Let's stretch ourselves!

(Toby) Stretch!

Ouch! (groans)

Nope.

-Pull! -(grunting)

-Whoa! -(Peck) Ow!

Nope.

I'm feeling taller already!

Yep, this has to work!

(Ride operator) Nope.

Sorry, fellas. Maybe next year.

(Both) Next year?

But we want to ride the Twirl-o-Fun now!

(both sighing)

Aw, let's face it, Toby.

There's just no way we can get tall fast.

You say you wanna get tall fast?

Well, today's your lucky day!

I've got the finest selection of elevator boots in all the West,

or my name's not Slick Eddie. (chuckles)

(Toby) Elevator boots?

Do they make ya taller?

Tall as ya want to be. Watch and learn.

-(Toby) Whoa! -(Peck) Wow!

Impressed?

I'll say! If we wear these boots,

we'll be twirlin' in no time!

Uh, I don't know, Peck...

Toby, the ride operator said we have to be as tall as that hat.

He didn't say how.

Tell ya what, fellas.

Why not take 'em for a spin, and then decide?

(Both) Yeah!

(music playing)

♪ There's nothing I can't see or do ♪

♪ I really like the view ♪

♪ Now that I'm tall ♪

I'm tall, y'all!

♪ I'm way up here above it ♪

♪ You can bet your boots, I love it! ♪

♪ Now that I'm tall ♪

I'm tall, y'all!

♪ It's so fun to see the world ♪

♪ So high above the crowds ♪

♪ Every day's a sunny day ♪

♪ When you blow away the clouds ♪

♪ I can see a country mile

♪ No wonder why I smile ♪

♪ Now that I'm tall ♪

We can do it all!

♪ The air is sweeter way up high ♪

♪ I can almost touch the sky! ♪

♪ Now that I'm tall ♪

♪ I'm tall, y'all ♪

♪ Ain't nothin' wrong with bein' small ♪

♪ But way up yonder we're having a ball! ♪

♪ I really like it now that I'm tall!

♪ Now that I'm tall! ♪

♪ Y'all! ♪

(Both) Sold!

Jack sold separately.

(Peck) Wee-doggie!

Now we're definitely gonna be tall as that hat.

And then some!

(grunting)

Whew! Think we're any closer?

Shucks, we'll never move this melon.

Need to move a melon? Well, friends, you're in luck.

My Melon-Mover 2000 can get a melon moving in no time!

And all for the low, low price of...

No, thanks, Slick Eddie.

I think we'll just try my lasso.

(grunting)

(Dirty Dan laughing)

This ride's so nice, we're goin' on twice!

Yee-haw!

You said it, little brother!

(Toby chuckles)

Twirl-o-Fun, here we come!

Huh? How'd you fellas...

We, uh, had a sudden growth spurt.

Okay, good to go.

(Toby) Whoa! Watch the boots!

-Hey, your foot's in my nose! -Oh, sorry.

Riders, fasten your seat belts!

(exclaims) Here it comes, Peck!

The moment we've been waitin' for!

-Yippee! -(Toby) We're twirlin'!

(WHOOPING)

Five minutes till the Prized Produce Contest!

I repeat, five minutes!

We're not gonna make it.

In a hurry to move that melon?

My Wind Winder-upper can help!

Uh, no, thanks, Slick Eddie...

Now, Sheriff, there's no obligation

to buy this here contraption

until after you see how it moves a melon.

Just wind it up and...

(Sheriff Callie) Whoa!

(groaning)

We have a winner!

(Sheriff Callie) Look out!

(Toby and Peck laughing)

Yee-haw! (giggling)

-(groans) Whoa! -Uh-oh!

Toby! Our boots are bumpin'!

I know, Peck!

All the twirlin's makin' 'em hard to control.

(giggles sheepishly) Oops.

(Both) Whoa...

(SCREAMING)

Toby, we're twirling too fast!

-(Toby) Help! -Slow us down!

(gasps) Oh, no!

(crowd screams)

♪ Peck and Toby got those boots ♪

♪ To ride the Twirl-o-Fun ♪

♪ But now they're gettin' dizzy ♪

♪ And the ride is still not done! ♪

-(Toby) Stop the twirlin'... -Please!

(indistinct shouting)

(groans)

(shouting continues)

(gasping)

My boots! They're slippin' off!

(screaming) Whoa...

Stay on, boot!

Toby, we gotta stop this thing!

How can we stop it if we're in it?

(grunts)

Stop, ride!

Stop in the name of the law!

Whoa!

Attention, everyone!

Judging will begin in one...

(muffled) Minute!

One minute?

It's no use.

We can't give up.

There's gotta be some way to move this melon.

(Slick Eddie) There is!

With this one-of-a-kind...

Oh!

(neighs)

Slick Eddie! You okay?

(screaming)

(gasps) Sweet Sassafras!

Uh-oh.

I'll be back as soon as I stop that ride!

'Scuse me, pardon me!

(screaming continues)

No matter.

Nothin' can move my melon anyway.

'Cept that.

-Look out! -Get out of the way!

Uh-oh.

(screaming) Careful!

-Watch out! -Run!

(indistinct screaming)

I'll stop the ride!

Everybody just hold on!

(beeping)

(screaming continues)

That'll do it!

(screaming continues)

I'll save ya, fellas!

(grunts)

Gotcha! (grunting)

(all cheering)

(sighing)

(gasps)

Umm-hmm.

Oh!

Oh, lovely.

(clears throat)

After careful consideration

of all this perfect produce,

I hereby award the winning blue ribbon to...

(indistinct shouting)

(gasps)

Farmer Stinky!

For this wondrously wide watermelon!

(all cheering)

Whew!

You fellas okay?

I will be once everything stops spinning.

(groans)

Any idea what made that ride go so haywire?

I'm afraid you're lookin' at the culprits, Sheriff.

You two?

We're guilty of wearin' elevator boots

and pretendin' to be tall enough to ride the Twirl-o-Fun.

But believe you me,

now we're just happy bein' the size we are.

You said it, Peck.

Glad to hear it, fellas.

Besides, there's still plenty of other rides you can go on.

How 'bout the Ferris wheel?

Or the Carousel?

I don't think so, Sheriff.

Nothin' that goes in circles...

We're all twirled out!

♪ They're all twirled out! ♪

(theme music playing)

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