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[Scrooge] Mount Neverrest,

the highest peak in the world!

Most prized of the seven summits,

Neverrest has claimed the world's finest explorers.

It is said to be completely unclimbable!

But now that smug stack of stalagmites

has to deal with Scrooge McDuck!

Okay, so instead of spending Christmas

in a billionaire's mansion waiting for Santa Claus...

That man is not allowed in my home.

He knows what he did.

...we're following an old man up Mount Certain Doom here?

Oh, Mount Neverrest is three times deadlier than Mount Certain Doom.

The mountain's summit remains shrouded in mystery.

No one's ever seen the top,

which makes it the perfect place

to earn my Junior Woodchuck Cartography Badge!

Do you have any idea how hard it is to find

a topographical landscape that hasn't already been mapped?

-No? -Well, very!

I've got a geographic information system,

satellite radar detector, thermal--

Yeah, you don't need all that fancy doohickory.

All you need is your wits, determination,

and these, my old surveying tools.

Wow! They're rusty with the wisdom of experience.

That's the spirit!

I'm gonna be the first person to set foot

on the top of Neverrest!

And I'm gonna be the first person to draw a picture of it!

Ugh! This is your captain speaking.

Flight doors are now open.

[grunts]

Ah! Drink it in, kids.

Her deadly peaks, her bottomless crevasses,

her flawless sheets of brilliant white snow

betray a new hint to the ancient secrets hidden beneath,

completely untrod by man!

The untamed majesty of Mount Neverrest!

[bloop]

[door bell rings]

Ooh, churros!

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♪ Life is like a hurricane ♪

♪ Here in Duckburg ♪

♪ Race cars, lasers, airplanes ♪

♪ It's a duck-blur ♪

♪ We might solve a mystery ♪

♪ Or rewrite history ♪

♪ Ducktales, whoo-ooh ♪

♪ Every day they're out there making Ducktales ♪

♪ Whoo-ooh ♪

♪ Tales of derring-do ♪

♪ Bad and good-luck tales ♪

♪ Whoo-ooh ♪

♪ D-d-danger lurks behind you ♪

♪ There's a stranger out to find you ♪

♪ What to do? ♪

♪ Just grab on to some Ducktales ♪

♪ Whoo-ooh ♪

♪ Every day they're out there ♪

♪ Making Ducktales ♪

♪ Whoo-ooh ♪

♪ Tales of daring bad and good ♪

♪ Not phony tales or cottontails ♪

♪ No, Ducktales! ♪

♪ Whoo-ooh! ♪

What are all these people doing here?

I thought this place was supposed to be uncharted territory!

And this map isn't accurate at all!

Mountain goats aren't native to this region,

and why is the sun wearing sunglasses?

Is he looking at another brighter sun?

Don't pay any attention to these tourists, my boy.

Nothing but tchotchkes and cheese puffs.

We are real explorers!

-Like George Mallardy! -Who?

Only the greatest mountaineer of the 20th century!

Legend has it that Mallardy made it farther up the mountain than anyone,

but was lost trying to rescue a fellow incompetent climber,

famously known as the Neverrest Ninnie.

George Mallardy.

He died as he lived, freezing.

Ach, stop your hatering!

That's just a load of nonsense to sell T-shirts to tourists.

We're gonna outdo that quitter Mallardy

by making it to the top.

You realize there's a difference between quitting and dying, right?

Not to me!

-[sheep bleats] -[gasps]

[heavenly music plays]

Man. They never have "Dewey."

Everybody, stand back!

I've been waiting to do this my whole life!

Sledding!

Boo.

Huh. Well, okay.

Webby, Webby, you're doing it all wrong.

If you want the maximum sledding experience,

you need to wait for the maximum opportune moment!

[gasps] We're gonna sled down Mount Neverrest?!

And/or die trying!

[both] Whoo!

Hey, pal.

Looking to prove your mettle up there

on the slopes of old Neverrest?

Yep!

Big strapping guy like you must be prepared

for ice fever, right?

You bet! What is that?

[sighs] You don't have any protection

against the deadly ravages of ice fever?

It can strike even the most experienced climber down in mere minutes!

It could take several minutes to climb Neverrest.

Maybe longer! What do I do?

Buddy, I got just the thing for you.

Wow, these are pretty expensive.

You sure I need these?

That depends.

Do you want your eyes to freeze out of your head?

That would make flying harder.

You're also gonna want this heat-reflecting blanket,

this oxygen tank to keep your mind sharp

when the fever starts killing off your brain cells

with a thousand footwarmers Footcoolers commemorative canteen,

Gore, Grip, Grop, and these state-of-the-art smart heating gloves

that get an ice fever rating of eight!

Hmm...

Out of seven?

Ooh!

All right, true explorers!

Now, this mountain is gonna throw everything she's got at us!

But it'll be worth it when we find the treasure of Mount Neverrest!

There is no treasure of Mount Neverrest.

Nope, Louie out. Already gone.

Have fun!

[bloop]

Let's go set foot on the roof of the world!

And then throw ourselves off it!

Yeah!

[Launchpad] First the ice fever takes your vision.

Then it makes you feel all warm and toasty,

even though you're freezing to death.

Then it makes your limbs all heavy.

Ach, it's just a bit nippy.

How did you afford all that gear, anyway?

Louie put it on his corporate credit card.

Louie doesn't have a corporate credit card.

Oh. Louie gave me your credit card.

Now?

Not yet. We've only got one shot at this.

Once you're down, there's no coming back up.

Right.

Can't wait! [grunts]

Maximum opportune moment!

Ugh. Fine.

Point of no return, this way to certain death,

this way to... cocoa.

Hmm. [both] Certain death!

[Scrooge] That's the spirit.

-[clanks] -[grunts]

Whoa!

Launchpad, hand me my climbing spats, will ya?

Whoa! Ow! Ooh! Ow!

Launchpad?

[grunting, screaming]

Where'd he go?

He had half of our equipment!

[screams] Oh!

[gibbers, screams]

Ugh. Where am I?

I've gone snowblind!

The ice fever's setting in!

No!!!

[distant screaming]

Probably cozying up with hot cocoa along with Louie.

Anyone else want to check it out?

Last thing we need on this trip

is a bunch of Neverrest Ninnies.

I thought you said that was a myth.

Just because it's a myth

doesn't mean it's not true.

Well, actually--

Don't you worry, kids.

It'll take more than a pompous pile of pebbles

to slow your old Uncle Scrooge down!

I promise, I won't let anything bad happen to you.

-[cracking] -[screams]

From now on! Nothing bad from now on!

Heads down, knees up! Let's go!

I'm gonna call this Murder Ridge,

after Death Peak,

but before the Chasm of Infinite Despair.

Aw. I'll call that Bunny Rock.

[screaming]

Hmm. I'm still gonna call it Bunny Rock.

Curse me kilts.

End of the line, Uncle Scrooge?

Hmm.

[blooping]

[heavenly music plays]

Well, looks like we'll have to settle

for a double luge-de-luge

and a moderate alley-oop flatsmans 540.

Sledding!

-[ice pick clinks] -[success noise dings]

Hey, hey! Nice try, Neverrest!

[both] Yeah!

Aw. I mean... yeah.

[bangs]

So... hot.

Oh, no! The next stage of ice fever!

I can't remove any of my gear, or I'll freeze to death!

Ugh. Limbs heavy.

Movements lethargic.

-Watch it! -Hey!

I can hear the shrill wail of Neverrest's cruel wind calling me.

Surrender...

No! This is not the end of Launchpad McQuack!

It will be by plane crash or not at all!

Aah! A yeti!

[Scrooge] Don't need this... all this...

What even is this?

Certainly don't need this!

Um, the Junior Woodchuck Guide suggests we need at least some of this stuff.

We don't need anything but grit, gumption, and--

And water!

Now?

I think that would technically be more falling than sledding.

Ha-ha! Take that, you mag-nelequent molehill!

What a rush! I thought we were done for.

Nonsense, lad! We're going straight to the top.

We must've gained some serious altitude with that climb.

We should be closer than ever, and--

Wait, is that Bunny Rock?

This can't be right!

Maybe we should backtrack

to figure out where we went wrong.

Please! I'm sure that's an entirely different

naturally occurring demon-faced rock.

Okay, but it is snowing, so the smart thing to do is--

Set up camp!

There's a cave up about 500 meters ahead.

-See? -Cool dark and foreboding cave, Uncle Scrooge!

But this area's uncharted. How did you know this would be here?

Uh, guys, I don't think we're the first climbers to have this idea.

Whoa.

Where are their heads?

[Webby] Found 'em!

Uh, maybe we find a slightly less deadly cave.

Wait, the entrance was right here.

We must've gotten turned around.

It's gotta be here somewhere!

[gasp]

Is that...

George Mallardy.

Greatest mountaineer of the 20th century.

Wait, he's written something out on the wall here.

"Curse you, McDuck."

[bloop]

Ach, jinx. If I had a nickel for every person

who cursed me with their dying breath,

I'd be as rich as I already am.

Junior Woodchuck Rule 1118--

a Woodchuck chief must always be honest with his crew.

Fine. Ugh.

I was the Neverrest Ninny.

[all] What?

Seventy-five years ago today,

I hired Mallardy to lead me up the mountain.

I'd just made my first million,

and I wanted to mark the occasion

by doing something no one had ever done.

I may have been a little inexperienced,

but I didn't want to leave anything to chance.

[laughs]

Mallardy mocked me mercilessly.

He ordered me to lighten my load,

but I was afraid to risk my emergency supplies

and my sizeable money belt,

so he cut me loose.

I was weighed down by doubt

and branded the Neverrest Ninny.

[laughing]

Mallardy was never heard from again.

But he became the man to make it the farthest up the mountain!

Now he's the second farthest!

Uncle Scrooge!

What? He was a backstabbing braggart

who almost got me killed!

I think the mountain got even for you.

And now we'll get even with the mountain!

We will brave the new frontier, chart the unknown!

How can I chart the unknown if I don't know what I'm charting!

I'm telling you, this mountain doesn't make any sense.

I think I hear the wind coming from this way.

Webby, wait!

Good initiative, Webbigail!

Thanks, Mr. McDuck!

[bloop]

Didn't you just-- Weren't you--?

I found an opening.

Lead the way!

-Whoo-hoo! -We made it!

We should be closer than ever now.

Is that Bunny Rock?

[Scrooge] Aw, come on!

The ice fever in final stages.

Must stay warm.

Uh, Launchpad?

So warm!

Launchpad!

[screams]

Louie, is that you?

Stay calm, little buddy.

We need to find a way off this mountain

before ice fever takes us both.

You know ice fever is not a thing, right?

You're talking crazy. You must have it, too.

Crazy talk is the third stage of ice fever!

Who told you that?

The guy who sold me this blanket.

Standard double snake oil. I see how it is.

Well, no one cons my family but me!

Our combined body heat will save us both.

Soak in the wetness of my sweat!

Ew! So much wetness! Ew!

At last!

After all these years, the summit of Mount Neverrest!

We're in the clear now, kids!

Ha-ha!

[squeaky, nervous laugh]

That's it! I'm putting my foot down.

We can't go forward!

Of course we can. The summit's right there!

We are violating every rule of my Junior Woodchuck training!

We're out of supplies, it's starting to get cold,

so even if we make it to the top,

we'd freeze to death before we get down.

Oh, and if we keep trying to go up this way,

the whole thing is gonna come crashing down!

This is all too risky!

Don't you go ninny on me, lad!

You'll never get your cartography badge with that attitude!

I don't care! We have to turn around now!

-[both] Now! -[rumbling]

You already beat Mallardy. Isn't that enough?

No! We'd be daft to give up with the peak in our grasp.

It's not giving up. It's just having common sense.

For the last time, nothing bad is going to happen!

[both] Whoa!

-[screaming] -Dewey! Webby!

-Kids! -[yodeling]

How'd you guys get up there?

I don't know.

Maybe Launchpad was right about ice fever.

What are you-- Ow! What?

What the blistering bagpipes is going on here?

Wormholes!

This mountain is covered in some kind

of mystical dimensional doorways

that have been randomly zapping us around the trail all day!

Between the fog and the snow,

we didn't even realize it!

That's why my map didn't make sense!

Hoots, man! A mountain protecting its peak with portals!

Neverrest, you beauteous beaut, you never cease to amaze.

And you wanted to turn around!

What are you doing?

We're at the top of a magical mystery mountain!

I gotta find my sled, like, now!

-Yes! -Whoa!

What?

Hmm...

Oh, that--

Whoa!

[laughs]

-Whoa-ho-ho! -Whoo-hoo-hoo!

I'm getting nudges! Are you getting nudges?

-[Webby laughing] -My brain hurts!

You know what I mean?

[crackling]

Careful! The more you zap around,

the less stable this ice fall becomes!

Hey, my sled!

Hmm... [snaps]

I don't have to climb the icefall.

I just to find the wormhole that sled fell through.

Uncle Scrooge, no!

Ha-ha! I'm gonna do it!

Mount Neverrest, consider yourself conquered!

Conquered!

Conquered!

Conquered!

[rumbling]

[gasps]

Just stop! There's no way to reach the top.

The mountain won't let you!

Let this one go!

Look how far we've come!

Farther than anyone has ever made it. Isn't that enough?

I will not be the Neverrest Ninny for another 75 years!

Nobody has used the word "ninny" in 75 years!

Junior Woodchuck Rule 727:

"Sometimes the bravest thing an explorer can do is walk away."

[screams]

-Now? -Now!

-No! -[grunts]

Hang on, kiddos!

Oh! Whoa!

[screams]

[screaming]

[screaming]

Whoo!

[screaming]

Whoo!

[screaming]

Aah! Whoo.

[screaming]

Ooh. Of course, if you really want to survive in style,

you'll need something from our Mallardy Selects Collection.

You! Are you the man who sold my friend all this useless equipment?

Eh...

Look at him! He's dying of ice fever!

All the overpriced junk you sold him did nothing!

[groaning]

No, no, that's impossible.

Tell that to this poor man!

I see a bright light. This is it!

Louie, marry me among the clouds.

[gasps] He's delirious!

No, he's an idiot.

He's not dying of ice fever.

Ice fever isn't real!

[group growling]

Um, maybe just sort of not real?

[overlapping yelling]

[laughs]

You saved me!

You carried me down the mountain singlehandedly,

then cured me of ice fever!

Sure. Yeah. Why not?

[laughing] We survived!

Take that, Mount Neverrest!

You won't claim our bodies today!

[all panting]

So, that's sledding, huh?

Meh.

Sorry we didn't make it to the top, Uncle Scrooge.

Ah, tell you, buddy, there's more to Neverrest than just a mountain,

and there's more to us than just a couple of ninnies who couldn't climb it.

Plenty more adventures where that came from, eh, lad?

Now, where the blazes is that hot cocoa stand?

I am freezing!

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