All language subtitles for Chip n Dale Rescue Rangers (1989) - S02E29 - Shell Shocked.ro

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♪ Sometimes some crimes ♪

♪ Go slippin'
through the cracks ♪

♪ But these two gumshoes ♪

♪ Are pickin' up the slack ♪

♪ There's no case too
big, no case too small ♪

♪ When you need
help, just call ♪

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♪ Rescue Rangers ♪

♪ Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'n Dale ♪

♪ When there's danger ♪

♪ No, no, it never fails ♪

♪ 'Cause once they're involved ♪

♪ Somehow whatever's
wrong gets solved ♪

♪ Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'n Dale ♪

♪ Rescue Rangers ♪

♪ Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'n Dale ♪

♪ When there's danger ♪

♪ No, no, it never fails ♪

♪ They'll take the clues ♪

♪ And find the wheres
and whys and whos ♪

♪ Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'n Dale ♪

♪ Rescue Rangers ♪

♪ Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'n Dale ♪

♪ When there's danger ♪

♪ Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip 'n Dale ♪

Hey, what's the big idea, Chip?
I wanna go swimming.

Of course, and you will.

But we just got here and we
have to set things up first.

Now, do you want to help
Monty blow up the pool toys,

or do you want to help Gadget and
Zipper set out the beach towels?

I want to go swimming!

Don't worry, Dale.
I've scheduled time for water games.

In fact,
I've scheduled everything.

GADGET: Excuse me, Chip?

Are we supposed to dust
the sand dunes next,

or do we fluff the marshmallows?

I can't remember the schedule.

No, next we set out
the beach towels,

then the sand dunes,
then the marshmallows.

MONTEREY: You know
somethin', Chipper?

When it comes to
plannin', you're a pro,

but since this is our day off,

do you think we could just, uh,
maybe, you know, have some fun?

Absolutely. Not a problem.
I've got that figured in, too.

"Organize equipment,
10:00 to 10:30."

"Supervised group
nap, 10:30 to 11:00."

"Fun, 11:00 to 11:05."

Five minutes?

You scheduled only five
measly minutes for fun?

Well, we're running late here so
better cut that back to four minutes.

Chip, why do you have
to spoil everything

by bossing us
around all the time?

Somebody has to be in charge
or things don't get done.

Hey, wait a minute.

Why can't I be in charge?
I never get to be the leader.

You know, Chip,
it's only fair to share.

And that means being
leader, too.

Oh!

GADGET: Sorry, Zipper.

What can it hurt?
We're here for a good time,

and Dale's a born leader
when it comes to fun.

Well, okay, Dale,
you can be the leader for the day.

Hurray!

Now, you won't forget to
sort the suntan lotions,

or organize the cooler,
or fluff the marshmallows?

Don't worry. I won't.

And now,
since I'm in charge today,

I order all of us
to have more fun.

Here, Monty,
these balloons make great water toys.

Zipper,
you and I can play Frisbee.

All right!

And you can build a
sandcastle with these, Chip.

Perfect.
My own blend of sun block.

Now I can sit in the sun

for two hours,
18 minutes and 36 seconds exactly.

Ah, nature.

She treats you fair so long as
you let her know who's in charge.

Darn. If I'd only spent
longer on the blueprints,

I could have built
something really special.

Here's one right at you.

CRAB: Why, thank
you, my good fly.

Mother of pearl,
what has this beach come to?

I'm reduced to
scavenging for shelter.

Uh. What happened to you?

Aren't hermit crabs supposed
to have a shell or something?

We all had shells, earmuff,

but when we woke up this morning,
they all had disappeared,

vanished, departed.

You mean, they were gone?

Yeah, it's a good thing
you're not any sharper, son,

you'd cut yourself.

Why don't you just find
yourselves some new shells?

Would we be wearing
garbage if there were any?

There isn't a shell
left on the beach.

MONTEREY: Crikey, he's right.

I've seen a lot of beaches in my
day but never one without shells.

Missing seashells,
homeless hermit crabs,

this sounds like a case to me.

Case? What are you, detectives?

We're the Rescue Rangers.

We help people.

So finding our shells
shouldn't be any trouble.

When can we expect to see them?

- CRABS: Yeah! Yeah!
- CRAB: When are we gonna see them?

Uh, well, we'll be happy
to look for them tomorrow.

See, today's our day off.

Mother of pearl, Rangers, look at us.
We need shells.

Go forth and make
yourselves useful.

CRAB 1: And go sideways.
It's faster.

CRAB 2: One side!

What a bunch of crabs.

Why should we help them?

Especially on our day off.

Because that's what we do.

How would you feel if
you lost your home?

GADGET: Yeah,

I'm sure that if we can
find their missing shells,

they'd be much less crabby.

I mean,
still crabs but not so crab-like.

Well, wait, still crab-like,
since they are crabs after all.

Gadget, love, drop it.

Okay, Rangers,
first we have to...

Hey, wait a minute,
I'm the leader.

But, Dale, this is serious.
We have a case.

So? I was in charge of the fun
and that worked out, right?

And besides,
you said I was the leader for the day.

Well, okay, Dale,
you're in charge.

So what do we do now?

Okay, uh, the first thing we gotta do
is, uh, find the shells.

How? There's not a
sign of them anywhere.

A sign?
Hey, that gives me an idea.

I know where the shells are.

Absolutely. Now, come on.
Rescue Rangers, away!

DALE: I don't understand why all
the missing shells aren't here.

This is a Shell station.

But, Dale, just because
it has shells on its sign

doesn't mean there
are shells here.

Yeah, well,
how was I supposed to know that?

You know, Dale,
sometimes it takes a little research

to figure something out.

Research?
You mean like reading and stuff?

Right.

And I know just the place.
Follow me.

Maybe you should take
over this case, Chip.

But that wouldn't be fair.

We did make Dale
leader for the day.

Gadget's right.
And if he's going to succeed,

he's going to need all
the help he can get.

Come on.

Now,
this is my idea of research.

In a comic book shop?

This is my idea of a
big, fat waste of time.

Hey, comic books can
answer a lot of questions,

like how to save the universe
from galactic invaders

and important stuff like that.

Well, I have a question, Dale.

Do any of these comic books
tell how to find missin' shells?

Uh, no.

Then might it be a good
idea to look somewhere else?

I was just going to say that.
Follow me.

We sell seashells
by the seashore.

No, Mole, we steal
seashells from the seashore.

Wow, boss.

Did you know that if you
put your ear to a seashell,

you can hear the ocean inside?

Of course I knew
that, you idiot.

That's the whole point to my
brilliant criminal master plan.

Wow, where do they
put the batteries?

Shells don't use batteries.

The ocean sound they make
is a mystery of nature,

like how you manage to
operate without any brains.

Last one's set up, boss.

The controls are all hooked up in
the cannery, whenever you're ready.

With the sound of the
ocean at my command,

I'll control all
the fish in the sea.

Those finny swimsters will follow
the sound of the ocean's roar

and rush straight
into my holding tank.

FAT CAT: I'll control
the fish supply

and all the cats in the city
will have to pay me handsomely

if they want any.

And now it's time for you
to clean up the cannery

so I can receive my
subjects properly.

It's not fair.
My ideas were all good ones.

Those dumb old shells
have to be somewhere.

You know, Dale,
maybe it's time for me to take over.

No way! I'll see that
we find those shells!

How are you going to do that if
you can't even find the ocean?

Huh? Hey,
how did we end up at the river?

Well, you're the leader.
We were following you.

But I was following
the sound of the ocean.

What was that, pally?
I can't hear you.

I followed the
sound of the ocean!

Oh, my gosh, it's the shells!

I found them.
I found them. Yippee!

That's not all you found.

These shells didn't end up here by
accident. Someone put them here.

So what? Our job was to
find them and we did it.

Uh, I did it. Now, help me here.

Oh, a wise guy, eh?

Crikeys! Look at that.

Those shells are
doing the shimmy.

That's because they're
hooked up to a cable

coming from that old cannery.

FAT CAT: It works! It works!

I control the roar of the ocean.

Places, please! It's showtime.

Like, hey,
do you hear the ocean over there?

Sure do, dude.

And if that's the ocean over there,
like, where are we right now?

We're in the wrong place.

Shake fin, dudes.

It's just an empty
tank for fish.

So what's this got to
do with those shells?

We gotta get out of here.

Quick, follow me.
We'll be safe up here.

No, Dale, not that way!

Did we get 'em all?

Looks like it.

Let's go tell the boss.

Dale! Gadget! Monterey!

Chipper, over here!

Nobody panic.

I'll think of a way out of here.

Speaking strictly from
a physics standpoint,

we can't climb out.

Of course, I could be wrong
about the angle of the walls

and the friction coefficient,
but I don't think so.

D-Don't worry.
I'll think of something.

Just give me a second.

Uh-oh.

Success!

Now,
for a little peace and quiet.

Boss! Hey, boss!

Looks like we got all the fish!

Didn't anyone ever tell you
that it's rude to shout?

Now, tell me,
is the net in place?

I don't want any of
my fish escaping.

Well? Well, answer me!

Yes, boss.

Didn't anyone ever tell you
that it's rude to mumble?

For a minute, I thought this
net was going to trap us.

Using it for a ladder
sure was a lucky break.

Hey, it wasn't luck.

It was my leadership skills
that got us out of there.

And your leadership that got
us in there in the first place.

That was an accident.

That fish stampede
was no accident.

But we still don't know
who stole the shells.

Or what else the fiend
may have up his sleeve.

Not to worry. With me in charge,

I'll crack this case in no time.

You'll crack something at least.

This cannery is far too filthy

for a feline of my fettle to
receive the unwashed masses.

Make this place worthy of me.
Now!

I want to greet my
subjects in style.

Golly, that's Fat Cat.

I should've known that homely
hairball was behind all this.

If we can figure out how
he rigged up the shells,

maybe we can turn them
around and set the fish free.

Please, Chip, I'm in charge.

Now, the way I see it,

if we can figure out how
he rigged up the shells,

maybe we can turn them
around and set the fish free.

Everybody, follow me!

Dale, the door to the
cannery is this way.

I knew that. Uh, I knew that.

ALL: Rescue Rangers, away!

Well, boss,
how do you like this for a chair?

I hate it.

But it's your throne.

Throne, eh? Why didn't you say so?
I love it.

Gee, boss,
that's just what it needed.

You have a real touch there.

I want this fixed and
I want it fixed now!

There's Fat Cat.

All right, Dale,
here's your big chance.

What do you want to do first?

Okay, maybe if we split
up and move through here,

we can get over there
and grab those controls.

Monterey,
head off at 45 degrees.

Right-o, Dale.
Zipper, come on, pal.

DALE: Gadget, move due west.
Chip, bear to the left.

We'll all come out at different
places so we can surprise them.

So, Zipper,
are we headin' the right way?

I think so.

Moss grows on the north
side of arc welding,

so I must be headed
west, I think.

Bear left. Bear left.
Which left?

I can hardly wait to see
the look on Fat Cat's face

when we surprise him.

This would make a great throne.

What kind of throne
is this for me?

FAT CAT: I have style.
I have class.

I have breeding.
I have a temper.

I think this part is nice, boss.

Nice? I'll show you nice.

MEPS: It does look nice,
if you like Rescue Rangers.

What?

Bottom floor, lingerie.

Rescue Rangers?

FAT CAT: Come to pay
me a little visit, eh?

Oh, be still my heart,

the Rescue Rangers right
here in the palm of my boot.

Wow, boss,
what are you gonna do with them now?

Those poor dears have spent
so much time fighting crime

that I believe they deserve a
vacation, a permanent one!

Nobody panic. Don't worry.
I'll have everything under control.

Under water, you mean.

Unless we get out of here,
we won't last much longer.

Here, Chip, start bailing.

Where exactly do you
want me to bail it?

Dale, we're in desperate
need of a plan here.

GADGET: At times like this
I usually don't resort

to shrill emotional outbursts,

but in this case...

You've got to do something!

I'm thinking. I'm thinking.

Just give me a minute.

I can do this. I can think.

I can think. I can't think!

You gotta help me, Chip.
I'm no leader.

I can't get us out of here!
Help!

Get a grip, Dale.

We'll get out of here somehow, I think.
First things first.

Gadget,
what's our situation here?

Hopeless.

Unless, of course,
someone has some wax.

We could reseal the seams.

W Yo-yos, balloons, jacks.

No crayon?
But I always have a crayon.

Gadget,
with all this stuff here,

there's got to be
something we can use.

- Forget it. It's junk.
- GADGET: Maybe not.

I might be able to have
us out of here in a jiff.

If you could make that half a
jiff, Gadget, love,

I'd be ever so grateful.

Here, Dale,
you blow up this balloon.

I'm not in the mood
for a party right now.

No, we'll use the balloon's air

to push the boot
out of the water.

Here, I'll do it.

The balloon should work

but I don't know if the
boot can take the stress.

Oh, I don't know if I
can take the stress.

GADGET: Here goes nothing.

Well, actually, everything,
if you stop and think about...

MONTEREY: That's all right.
That's more like it.

We have to hurry if we're
going to stop Fat Cat.

CHIP: He's already
got a head start.

Just give me room to swing.

Cats!

MONTEREY: How are we gonna
get past all them, Chipper?

CHIP: Maybe we don't have to.

If we can turn
those shells around,

we can use the
sound of the ocean

to get the fish to jump
out of the holding tank

and head back to sea.

MONTEREY: But that's an awful
lot of shells to turn, Chip.

We're gonna need some help.

And I know some folks who can.

Dale,
I need you to do something.

You need me to get lost.
I've messed up everything so far.

Okay, so maybe you aren't exactly
cut out for being the leader,

but if it weren't for you,

we never would have
gotten out of that boot.

Actually,
that was Gadget's idea.

Look, I'm trying to make you feel better.
Can't you see that?

You and I are a team.

Really?

Absolutely.

And if we're going
to stop Fat Cat,

we need your help,
right, Rangers?

We aren't the Rescue
Rangers without you.

Thanks, guys. I never knew
feeling bad could feel so good.

So what do you want me to do?

Go get the crabs.

FAT CAT: Snout,
you may let the feeble felines in now.

Welcome to Chez Fat Cat.

Please, allow me to
check your reservation.

Flash me the goods or you
don't get the flounder.

Okay, your, uh,
reservation checks out.

You're good for the grub. Next!

Okay, get in line over there.
Next!

Hey, buddy,
the scales here are telling me

that statue of yours isn't
worth a plug mackerel.

Now do you leave
quietly and go steal

something worth
stealing for Fat Cat,

or do we get real nasty?

Okay, okay, all right, already.
Don't flake your fur.

Come on, Robespierre.

I figured this was a
dumb idea to begin with.

I'm sorry, Pierpont.

Next.

Gentlemen, gentlemen, welcome.

I imagine that you're, uh,
interested in some fish.

And you shall have some at just
the teensiest, tiniest cost to you.

And I'm talking jewels,
gold, the usual!

So line up and be
ready to fork it over.

Ready to bring up the
fish, boys?

Boss, those pussies
look kind of perturbed.

So let them eat crab cake!

If these felines want fish,

they have to pay my
modest finder's fee.

What is that blasted noise?

I don't know, boss,
but the fish are mighty restless.

The shells!

Why aren't the controls working?
What's going on here?

Pull, everybody!

Okay, boys,

ready whenever you are.

Ready? Go!

But... But... But...
But my fish! My fish!

They're gone. They're all gone.

Now, now, boys.
Patience, please.

S-Surely we can
work something out.

Sure,
we's can work something out,

like my knuckles on your nose.

Mother of pearl,
it's good to be home again.

Rescue Rangers, thank you.

Glad to help.

Yes, and now to celebrate.

Certainly,
this calls for a housewarming party.

A party! Oh, boy, a party!

See, I told you
they'd be less crabby

once they got their homes back.

Back on their backs, I mean.

I mean, they're still
crabs and everything.

What I'm trying to say is...

Gadget, love,
that's getting on my nerves.

A party!

One second,
I'll have to check the schedule.

Schedule?

Not again with the schedule!

Just kidding. I think a party is
most definitely on our schedule.

Hey, that wasn't funny.

I said it was a joke.

There are some things you
should never joke about,

and parties are one of them.

Ah. Now,
that's my idea of teamwork.