04x10 - Science Friction!

[bunniefuu]

- [Narrator] This is
the Evergreen Forest,

quiet, peaceful, serene.

That is until Bert
Raccoon wakes up.

- Yahoo!

Yee hoo!

Yikes!

[Bert yelling]

[Bert laughs]

[body thudding]

[Bert yells]

- [Narrator] Luckily he
has some good friends

to help him out.

[upbeat music]

Life would be simple in the
forest, except for Cyril Sneer.

[game beeping]

And his life would be simple,
except for the Raccoons.

[upbeat music continues]

[gentle music]

When you see the Evergreen
Forest peaceful and calm

it seems hard to believe

that dinosaurs roamed here

Hard to believe that is,

unless you have an
imagination, like Bert Raccoon.

- It's right where
we want him, Broo.

[dinosaur roaring]

This looks like a
pretty hairy situation

here at the beginning of time,

for Bert Raccoon,
dinosaur hunter.

[dinosaur roars]

Hit the deck, Broo.

[bird caws]

[laughs] Ah, they
don't make dinosaurs

like they used to, eh, Broo.

It must have been
something in the old days,

a hundred million years ago
when monsters ruled the Earth.

[Broo barks]

Now they're just fossils.

And we better get busy
and find some of them

or I'll never be able to put
a decent collection together

for the science fair.

You know you'd think
there would be one

crummy fossil around here.

[Broo barking]

What'd you say old buddy?

Way to go, Broo! A trilobite.

On this is great, Broo.

A few more like these
and I'll. [yells]

[tense music]

[Broo whines]

[Bert yells]

[Bert groans]

[Broo whines]

[Broo barks]

Oh no, I lost my fossil.

Hey, wait a minute.

This is tar.

We found a tar pit.

You know what this means, Broo?

It means we don't need to worry

about one lousy
fossil, 'cause in here

we're gonna find
a whole dinosaur.

Yahoo!

- Honestly, Bert.

You're the only person I
know who could go looking

for fossils and
fall into a tar pit.

- Yeah, I always
have admired the way

you stick to things, Bert.

- Oh, very funny, Ralph.

But you won't think
it's such a big joke

when I, Bert Raccoon,

dig up the dinosaur
find of the century.

- Do you really think you'll
find something in that pit?

- You bet I do.

It's all in that book.

Just read the
section on tar pits.

I tell you that book
was so interesting.

I couldn't put it down.

- Yeah, neither can I.

- You see these tar
pits have been around

for millions of years,

trapping anything
that falls into them,

like er, dinosaurs and
saber-tooth tigers.

- And Bert Raccoons.

- Yoohoo! Guess who?

- Hi, Lady Baden-Baden.

- Morning, Professor.

- Don't say anything
about the tar pit.

I want it to be a surprise.

Oh, hi, Lady Baden-Baden.

Professor Smedley-Smythe.

- Oh, good morning. Yes.

I just dropped by to
make sure you'll be

at the judging for the
science fair tomorrow.

- Oh yes. It will
be a very big story.

I am one of the judges you know.

This brochure will tell
you all you need to know

about the science fair.

- Oh, how's your science project
coming along, young fellow?

- Oh. [giggles]

I can't wait to show
it to you, Professor.

It's gonna be dynamite.

- Oh dear.

I don't believe we can allow
expl*sives in the museum.

- Well, ta-ta till
tomorrow then.

Come along, Professor, we
have a million things to do.

- [Professor] A million things.

[light music]

- The competition's
going to be tough

at the Evergreen Museum
Science Fair, son.

What you want is something
with more glitz or pizazz.

Chrome, custom sparkle paint.

This thing looks like you
made it out of spare parts.

- I did, Pop. That's
the whole idea.

Anyway, it ought to work.

- Ought to work,
it's got to work.

It's got to win.

We Sneers don't take
second place too well.

- I don't think it's
quite ready to fly, Pop.

- I'll be the judge of that.

Contact. Gangway.

[suspenseful music]

Fly!

Fly you rotten heap!

- Pop!

- Aargh!
- Whoa!

[Cyril yells]

- [Pigs] Uh oh!

[Cyril yells]
[metal clangs]

[pigs yell]

[pig exclaiming]

- This thing's got all
the flight characteristics

of a construction brick, son.

But don't worry, we'll build
the best darn flying machine

the judges ever saw. [laughs]

- Um, I guess a little help
might be all right, Pop.

But the rules say I've
gotta build it myself.

- And you will, son.

I'm just here to help out.

That's what fathers
are for. Right, son?

- Er, right, Pop.

- I thought you might be
able to use this stuff

for your project.

- Thanks, Bert.

Say, how's your project coming?

- Oh ho, just wait till
you see it, Cedric.

I am this close to the
most amazing discovery

in the history of science.

- Gee. That sounds great, Bert.

Good luck with it.

- Ah, thanks buddy.

And good luck to you too.

- The most amazing discovery
in the history of science?

- You know, he just might
win first prize with that.

- Bert Raccoon, high
tech dinosaur hunter.

No tyrannosaurus too large.

No stegosaurus too vicious.

No thesaurus too
thick. [chuckles]

How's this?

- Inspiring, Bert.

[camera clicks]

- Nice pose, Bert.

- Thanks, Melissa.

That picture will go
great with my story.

Dinosaur treasure trove found.

Er, as soon as I find it.

[machine beeping]

- I think you just did.

- I knew it. I knew it!

Ha ha! There is
something down there.

- So, what do you think, son?

- It looks pretty
sharp, Pop, but-

- I know. I know.

You don't think you can
build it alone, right?

That's why I'm here, son.

Now you were on the right track.

But just for starters, your
gear ratio's way too low.

- Yeah, I figured that
Pop and I was going to-

- No sense fooling around
with these old bicycle parts.

If you're going to do
something, do it right.

[door creaking open]

Ha ha! Right on time.

I ordered this
just for you, son.

Everything you need
for your plane.

Ultralight plastic,
magnesium frame

and aluminum magnesium
alloy wheels.

Ha ha. I even got
the sparkly paint.

Great, hey?

- Uh, yeah, Pop. Great.

- Do you think we'll ever
move up in this business?

- I know we will.

When we're done this, the boss
wants us to shingle the roof.

[newspaper thuds]
Ooh!

- Oh boy, the comics.

- Remind me not to
tip the paper boy.

- "Bert's big discovery.

Bert Raccoon on the
verge of unearthing

a treasure trove
of dinosaur bones."

Oh there's no way
Master Cedric can win.

- Unless we do
something about it.

Dinosaur bones, huh?

Now we can't leave
that poor raccoon

on the verge of
finding them, can we?

- Uh, no.

[pigs whispering]

[Cyril yelling]

- Dang blasted wrench.

They don't make them
like they used to!

[box clangs]

Aargh!

- Er, Pop. Maybe we
should take a break?

- A break? Forget it.

I didn't get where I
am by taking breaks.

Now let's get back to work.

- All right, Pop.

- That's the trouble with
kids these days, no endurance.

Why when I was your age,
I was three years older.

I'd work night and day to
get my science projects done.

- Sure, Pop.

- And my father wasn't
around to help me.

Oh no. I had to
do it all myself.

- Gee.

- No, no, no, no.

You're doing it all wrong.

Put you're back into it, son.

Like this.
[metal creaks]

[wrench clangs]
And they don't make

socket wrenches like
they used to either.

Why, when I was a boy-

[Snag snoring]

- Shh!

[pigs tramping]

[wheelbarrow clonking]

- [Both] Shh!

[Snag snoring]

- If Snag wakes
up, we're doomed.

I'm not sure this is
such a great idea.

- Trust me and keep it quiet.

♪ Nobody knows us when
we're coming out ♪

♪ Nobody shows us what to do

♪ No one can tell you what
growing up is all about ♪

[pig yelling]

♪ No one can live
your life for you ♪

[pig gasps]

♪ We're growing up

♪ Growing up

♪ We will find our way our way

♪ Growing up, showing up

♪ All revealed some day

♪ About growing up

♪ Growing up
[pig yells]

♪ There's a price to pay

♪ For growing up

♪ Growing up

♪ We are on our way
[pigs giggling]

[pig yells]

[bones clattering]

[Snag snoring]

- This ought to do it.

- Yeah. Let's not push our luck.

I'm getting the heebie jeebies

just thinking about
Snag waking up.

[twig snaps]

[Snag growling]

[pigs knees knocking]
[pigs gasp]

[Snag growling]

[Snag howling]
- [Pigs] Run!

Run for your lives.

[tense music]

[pigs yelling]

- So what is it you
want me to see, Bert?

- If I told you it
wouldn't be a surprise,

but believe me,
Cedric, it's great.

You won't regret taking
the time to have a look.

So er, how's your
project coming along?

- I don't think it's my
project anymore, Bert.

[pigs panting]

- I think we lost him.

- Boy, I've seen
Snag mad before,

but this time he's mad mad.

- Well, let's not stand
around waiting for him.

- But shouldn't we put the
skeleton together first.

- Nah, let that
raccoon figure it out.

- Okay.

Bottoms up.

- Boy, I'd love to see his face

when the judges tell him he's
got a pile of doggy bones.

[pigs chuckling]

[pigs gasping]
[Snag howling]

[pigs yelling]

- He's found us!

[tense music]

- Ta da! This is it, Cedric.

My science project.

The Evergreen Forest's
first dinosaur dig.

- Wow!

And you figure there's
dinosaur bones down there.

- You betcha, Cedric.

This is not your average
hole in the ground.

Hey!

[dramatic music]

Cedric, a bone.

I found a dinosaur bone.

I found a whole bunch.

Cedric, I found a dinosaur!

[Bert laughs]

- Marley, barley, buck and rye.

That's the way we aardvarks fly.

Some fly east and some fly west

and some fly over the
cuckoos nest. Ha ha.

- [Cedric] Hi, Pop.

- Don't, "Hi Pop" me.

Where have you
been all afternoon?

- Well, I went to
mail some letters

and I ran into Bert and
he wanted me to see-

- I don't want to hear about
that fur-bearing freak.

Is he more important
than your own father?

Slaving away here on his
own, on your science project

while you gallivant
around the countryside.

- Well, Pop, I, er-

[oil squidges]

- Now look what you made me do.

Don't you care about
this project at all?

- I do Pop, but I think
it matters more to you

than it does to me.

I'll be down at the museum,

helping Bert set up
his science project.

- Cedric!

[melancholy music]

Cedric wait! I was
just trying to help.

I was just trying to
help, son. That's all.

[owl hoots]

[eerie music]

- Boy, that was close.

We tracked that raccoon
down just in time.

[Snag growls]

Now all we've got to do is
get those bones away from him

and make peace with Snag.

[Snag growls]

[pipe clanging]
[pigs exclaim]

- Before he makes pieces of us.

- You see the trouble is,
it means so much to him.

He really wants to help.

I guess he just doesn't
notice he's driving me crazy.

- Gee. That's tough, Cedric.

So what are you gonna do?

- I don't know.

I guess I'll go
back and talk to him

after we've both
cooled off a bit.

- Well, I'll tell you, Cedric.

I'm glad you're here.

I don't think I could have
finished this by myself

before tomorrow and besides...

- Yeah. This place gives
me the willies too.

- Pass me a bone, will ya?

- Okay, Bert.
- Thanks.

- Where do you figure this goes?

- I don't know, Bert. They all
look sort of the same to me.

What kind of dinosaur
do you figure this is?

- I don't know, but it's big.

- We've got to get rid of them

before we can get Snag's bones.

- Oh, let's make some plan.

[door creaking]
[pigs gasp]

[eerie music]

- M-m-mummies.

Very spooky.

- Yeah, let's not hang around.

Quick! Get away from that thing.

You want to bring down the
curse of the mummy's tomb?

- As a matter of fact, yes.

- Hmm, Cedric said
he'd be in here.

[Snag barks]
Aargh!

What are you?

Nevermind. [chuckles]

You go first, Snaggy-paws.

Cedric? Cedric my boy.

Where are you?

Nice place to visit.

But I wouldn't wanna live here.

[chuckles nervously] Hey, Snag.

Snag?

This isn't funny, Snag.

- C-C-Cedric.
[pigs moaning]

Do you hear something?

[Cedric and Bert yelling]

[tense music]

[pigs laughing]

[Snag sniffing]

[Snag barks]

- Cedric? Snag?
[Snag howls]

Anybody?

[sword clangs]
[Cyril yells]

- What was that?

- I dunno, C-Cedric.

I-I just wanna get outta here.

- Come on boys. We're
almost home free.

[pigs screaming]

- It was nice knowing
ya, Cedric old buddy.

- You too, Bert.

[pigs screaming]

- Cedric.

- B-Bert.

- Cedric?

- Pop!

- Mister Sneer!

- Get behind me.

I'll protect you from
those walking rag bags.

- Boy, Pop. Am I
ever glad to see you.

- Well, you know me, son,
always trying to help.

Don't worry, boys.

I'll get to the bottom of this.

[pigs panting]

- We gotta get
[gasps] outta here.

[Snag growls]

No, Snag!

Stop!

[pigs yelling]

[tense music]

- I think we lost him.

- Start thinking and
get us outta here!

[pigs yelling]

- What the?

[Snag howling]

Jump!

[pigs groaning]

- Pigs!

What in the name of King Tut

do you bandaged bimbos
think you're doing?

[Snag growling]

- Call him off, boss!

- We'll never ask
for a raise again.

- Oh, please call him off.

We'll do anything.

- Ah, what a rotten thing to do.

Planting fake bones,
Snag's bones at that.

- When I'm finished with them,

they'll regret this
bit of skullduggery.

I promise!

Seems there's been
too much interference

in your science projects.

I came to say I'm sorry, Cedric.

I got a little carried away.

I just wanted to help out.

- I know that, Pop.

- So I guess you won't be
entering your pedal plane

in the science fair.

- No Pop! It wouldn't be right.

I didn't build it myself.

- I guess I wrecked
your chance of winning.

- Well Pop, I'd still like
to work on the pedal plane.

I mean, it might be fun,

you and me really
working together.

We might even get it in the air.

- Guaranteed, son.

- Hey, look at this.

This isn't one of Snag's bones.

- But they all came
from the tar pit, Bert.

So that means-

- It means this is a
real dinosaur bone!

Ha ha. Yahoo!

[triumphant music]

- And to Bert
Raccoon, first prize

for his discovery
of the metatarsal

belonging to a
Tyrannosaurus rex.

Congratulations Rex, er, Bert.

[crowd applauding]

- Well done, Bert.

And I do hope you
enjoy your prize.

- [Raccoons] Way to go, Bert.

- Thanks guys.

But I'm not finished yet.

I got that foot bone
and Cedric and I

are gonna find the rest of them.

Right, Cedric old buddy?

- You bet, Bert.

- And you and me are
gonna go in style

on account of first prize
is a deluxe two-man tent.

- Wahoo.
[airplane whirring]

- What was that?

- That's my Pop.

We finished the pedal
plane this morning.

- Geronimo!

- Boy, some guys
have all the fun

- And us.

We live a dogs life.

[Snag growls]

- [Pigs] Yes, Snag. Right away.

- Is that where this one goes?

Whatever you say, boy.

- Where does this one go?

- Right there.

- Oh, that's a
great spot for it.

- Good boy, Snag.

- Relax.

Such a nice dog, isn't he?

- [Pigs] Down boy!

[upbeat music]

♪ When darkness falls

♪ Leaving shadows in the night

♪ Don't be afraid

♪ Wipe that fear
from your eyes ♪

♪ But desperate love

♪ Keeps on driving you wrong

♪ Don't be afraid

♪ You're not alone

♪ You can run with us

♪ We've got
everything you need ♪

♪ Run with us

♪ We are free

♪ Come with us

♪ I see passion in your eyes

♪ Run with us