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We think he's the one
who's been stealing all the food from the Snack Shack.
We call him the Snack Shack Bandit.
Officer Porky, Officer Horace,
you two are going under cover.
Under covers? Great, I love taking naps.
You're not napping!
You're gonna dress up and pretend to be surfers.
Then you get to be chummy with that duck, catch him in the act,
then arrest him red-handed.
But, Chief, I don't know how to surf.
Come on, Porky, how hard can it be?
I'll be there to get your back the entire time, all right?
Eh, you're right. Let's, eh, get that duck.
To the beach!
You numcruds.
We're already at the beach.
Now get out!
Em, not too shabby.
Hoo-hoo. Whoo-hoo!
Eh, look at the size of those waves.
Ah, it's a good thing Horace said he'd have my back.
Oh, hey, Porky, I forgot to tell you I don't surf.
Eh, what?
Yeah. Here's the deal. I don't like the water none.
(STUTTERING) But-but you... But, if...
Hey, if "ifs" and "buts" were candy and nuts,
every day would be Christmas.
Get out there and surf, pal.
(SLURPING)
Eh, surf's up, brah.
Yeah. Hey.
I love surfing. It's the best, right, brah?
Oh, I get it. I hear ya.
I-I'm gonna back off. So yeah, let me get out of your hair.
Don't wanna... (SCREAMS)
Whoa.
(EXCLAIMING)
D'oh!
(GASPING)
Whoa, brah, that was some sweet riding out there.
It'd be an honor to ride the waves with you.
Eh, what? I mean, yeah, it would.
My name's Daffy, and I pretty much run this beach.
I didn't catch your name.
Uh, duh, it's-it's Johnny.
Uh, New Mexico.
Cool surfer dude. (CHUCKLES)
Johnny New Mexico.
HORACE: Porky!
Hey, Porky! I saw you surf.
Is that guy talking to you?
No, no, I, uh, don't think so.
Hey, everyone, that guy right over there,
is my good friend, Porky Pig.
He's pointing right at you.
Uh, no, not me. There are a lot of pigs on the beach.
HORACE: I know there are a lot of pigs on this beach...
Uh, excuse me.
...but I'm talking about that pig,
right there...
-(GAGS) - Would you be quiet?
You're uh, gonna blow my cover.
Sorry, Porky, I'm just so proud of you.
Eh, thank you. But, p-please stop.
It turns out that horse was confused. (CHUCKLES)
It's cool.
Listen, I do a lot more than surf.
I do a lot of dangerous stuff, too.
I'm a rebel, above the law,
living life on the edge.
Care to join me?
(STUTTERING) I'm in.
Let's do some jet-ski.
Renegade style! Whoo-hoo!
Come on, Porky, you gotta get in there.
(SIGHS)
Renegades for life!
I don't see what's so renegade about this.
All we're doing is riding jet-skis.
Wow, you're pretty hardcore
if you don't think riding a jet-ski on fire is renegade.
O-on fire?
(SCREAMS)
(BLOWING)
-(EXPLODES) -(PORKY SCREAMS)
DAFFY: Whoo-hoo-hoo!
Whoo-hoo!
Renegade!
I'm proud of you, Porky.
All right, Johnny, watch me launch myself into the water.
But how is this breaking the rules?
Well, I just ate a few minutes ago,
and you're not supposed to eat and swim.
Pretty sure that's a rule.
- Whoo-hoo! -(WATER SPLASHES)
Hey, Johnny New Mexico!
It's your turn. Come on!
The water's great.
Here I c-come!
(GRUNTING)
Okay, now I'm not so proud of you, all right?
PORKY: Eh, can I take the blindfold off yet?
DAFFY: Almost.
And, surprise!
W-we're on a plane? (EXCLAIMS)
Oh, and if you're wondering how this is breaking the rules,
no one is flying the plane.
Huh?
Now let's jump.
One hundred percent pure adrenaline. Whoo-hoo!
Eh, wait. I ca... I can't!
HORACE: (OVER RADIO) Porky. Come in, Porky.
Get down here. It's the Snack Shack Bandit.
(SCREAMS)
Hey, I'm doing it.
Ee, 100% p-p-pure adrenaline!
Now to safely float to the Earth.
(CRASHES)
Porky, you did it. I'm proud of you again.
You caught that duck is the act.
- ELLIOTT: Ow! - Wait, what?
(MUTTERING) Get this numcrud off me!
Hey, Chief, why are you holding a bunch of candy bars?
And why do you have chocolate all over your face?
C-c-can't you see, Horace?
The Chief is the one, eh, stealing all the food from the Snack Shack.
Oh, fine. You caught me red-handed.
I'm the Snack Shack Bandit.
Frankly, I can't believe you two caught me.
You're the worst officers on the force.
Not for long.
I just signed up for the police academy.
Book him, horsey.
You got it, surfer duck guy.
My goodness, I never realized how soft and fluffy you are.
I just want to tuck you into bed
and read you a bedtime story.
Well, we captured the thief.
Y-you know, you're not a cop yet.
And you're still undercover.
What do you say, Mr. New Mexico?
Eh, d-don't mind if I do.
BOTH: Surf's up!
(BOTH EXCLAIM)
(BLOWING HORN)
I am Cal, the Viking.
And I am here to rob and pillage this zone.
This Cal-zone.
I pillage this ox.
I pillage this village. (GRUNTS)
Hey, buddy!
I'm one of the few people who bathe in this time period.
I am Cal the Viking.
And I will pillage your bathtub...
(SPLASHING)
...and your hand towels
and, uh, whatever this is.
And you are my dinner.
Oh, Viking god, Odin,
I shall eat this rabbit in your honor.
Oh, wait, Doc. There's still more to be pillaged.
More to be pillaged?
Well, yeah. A hidden treasure.
More gold and jewels than you've ever seen.
But if you sacrifice me now, you won't be able to pillage it.
And I know how you loves the pillaging.
Of course I love pillaging.
If pillaging were a woman,
I would marry her.
Okay, enough with the pillage spillage.
Follow me.
Here it is, Doc.
This is the Dark Forest where we keep all the treasure.
(BLOWS HORN)
Prepare to be pillaged, Dark Forest.
Hey, I do not see any treasures.
Just this sign that says, "Danger, wild dogs."
-(GASPS) -(SNARLING)
(CAL SCREAMING)
(GASPING)
Here's another sign.
"Danger, aggressive py..." (EXCLAIMS)
(GRUNTING)
(GROANING)
Oh, no. "Adorable little hamsters?"
Hello, hairy little...
-(SCREAMS) -(HAMSTERS SQUEAKING)
-(CANNON FIRES) -(SHOUTS)
(GRUNTS)
I'm lucky these mysterious bags broke my fall.
Wait. Mysterious bags?
This must be the treasure!
Whoa! What a haul!
Soggy hamburger buns, old cups,
soiled diapers...
Wait a second.
Congratulations, Cal. You pillaged our garbage dump.
- Garbage dump? -(RATS SQUEAKING)
(SCREAMS)
(LAUGHING)
(GASPS)
All right, rabbit.
Clearly you do not know where the treasure is,
so I must destroy you
No, wait, wait, wait, wait.
I forgot. We don't keep it in the Dark Forest anymore.
It's on the other side of the island.
But we need your boat to get there.
Okay. Fine.
-(THUDS) -(GROANS)
Grab the oars and row on the beat.
-(BEATING DRUM) -(BUGS GRUNTING)
(PANTING)
What is the matter with you?
We are barely moving.
Eh, I'm not too good at this.
How about you row and I beat the drums?
Fine. But you better keep the beat.
Oh, I'll keep the beat, all right.
(BEATING DRUM)
(GRUNTING)
(PLAYING PEPPY BEAT)
All right, pal, it's your guitar solo.
(PLAYING ELECTRIC GUITAR)
(GRUNTS)
Wasn't just the drums that took the beating.
(PLAYS RIMSHOT)
- We made it! -(GROANS)
The treasure is in this cave.
- Have at it, pal. - Oh, no.
In that cave, there is probably a pack of bobcats
or a pile of pig droppings.
Oh, you caught me.
That's where we keep the pig droppings.
In fact, that's where we keep pretty much all the droppings.
I knew it.
Then the real treasure must be in that cave over there.
(SNORING)
Cave, prepare to be pillaged!
(BLOWS HORN)
(GAGS)
(CAL GRUNTING)
- Oh, no. -(SNEEZES)
(GRUNTS)
Where am I?
BUGS: You are with me,
Odin, God of the Vikings.
(GASPS)
You are Odin? I thought you'd be bigger.
I may be small,
but I carry a big stick.
(EXCLAIMS)
Oh, mighty Odin, tell me thy bidding.
I must show you the secret way
to get to Valhalla!
There you join me among the Pantheon of Viking gods.
Oh, mighty Odin, the honor is too great.
Yes, it probably is.
First, push your ship out into the sea.
(GRUNTS)
Now, what's your favorite color?
- Red. - You dare lie to Odin?
Periwinkle.
Really? Periwinkle? Huh.
Now set your ship on fire!
Are you sure?
You dare question Odin?
(GASPS)
(FIRE ROARING)
Now get in your second ship!
I do not have a second ship.
Well then, you better go after your first one.
What? My ship!
(SCREAMS)
I guess Cal's sendoff wasn't to his Viking.
Valhalla!
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