06x11 - Pups Save the Land Pirates/Pups Save the Birdwatching Turbots

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* PAW Patrol, PAW Patrol *

* We'll be there on the double *

* Whenever there's a problem *

* Round Adventure Bay *

* Ryder and his team of pups *

* Will come and save the day *

* Marshall, Rubble, Chase, Rocky, Zuma, Skye *

* Yeah, they're on the way *

* PAW Patrol, PAW Patrol *

* Whenever you're in trouble *

* PAW Patrol, PAW Patrol *

* We'll be there on the double *

* No job is too big, no pup is too small *

* PAW Patrol, we're on a roll *

* So here we go, PAW Patrol, whoa-oh-oh *

* PAW Patrol, whoa-oh-oh-oh, PAW Patrol *

(Pups laughing)

Looking good.

My turn! My turn!

Ah... ah... choo!

(Grunting)

(Snapping, wind blowing)

ALL: Aw.

Sorry. I guess our kite needs rescuing.

Hey, it's a call from Mr. Kite.

What's that? You're stuck in a tree?

Don't worry. No tail's too trapped,

no pup is too small.

The PAW Patrol is on its way.

(All laughing)

Howdy! Howdy!

Welcome to the Wingnut Ranch!

Glad y'all could visit. (Laughing)

Thanks for inviting us, Mr. and Mrs. Wingnut.

(Clucking) Alright.

This looks fun! Whoo-hoo!

We're so looking forward to our desert wagon ride.

We are, too.

Mr. Wingnut even made a new invention he wanted to share.

Let me show you! It's an a*t*matic cantaloupe peeler.

Ooh! Kids,

we'll be right back.

You have fun out here.

Check out all this junk!

Cool! Cool!

Hey! This box kind of looks like a treasure chest.

It does! Hey, let's play pirates!

Aye, aye! But we'll need a pirate ship.

Oh!

Shiver me timbers.

This could be a boat.

Yeah! Maybe we can use that for the sail.

And this could be a mast.

Good ideas, me hearties.

Now, let's build us a fine sailing ship.

Ahoy, Pirate Julia.

Time to set sail.

In a minute, Captain Alex.

I'm drawing a treasure map.

Cool! I mean, arr!

Great. And welcome aboard our very own chicken-parrot,

Chick-arr-letta!

(Squawking)

KIDS: Yo-ho!

Here we go!

Whoo-hoo!

Our pirate ship works!

Awesome! Yes!

(Laughing)

MAYOR GOODWAY: Children!

Are we having fun?

Children? Chickaletta?

Oh, my goodness. Where are they?

Oh, I'd better call Ryder.

Now, that's a pup pyramid.

Okay, Skye. Try to get that kite's tail loose.

This pup's going up,

and this kite's coming down.

Nice job! Cool!

(Phone ringing)

(Beeping)

Hi, Mayor Goodway. Something wrong?

Very wrong! The children and my purse chicken

are lost in the desert!

Oh, no! Don't worry.

No desert is too big.

No pup is too small.

(Beeping)

PAW Patrol, to the PAW Patroller!

ALL: Ryder needs us!

(Wind blowing)

Whoa, whoa!

Careful, Marshall!

Incoming! (Crashing)

Now, I know what it's like to be a tail,

a kite's tail.

(All laughing)

(Whirring)

(All barking)

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PAW Patrol ready for action, Ryder, sir!

Next stop, the desert.

Hit it, Robo-Dog.

(Barking)

(Beeping) Okay, pups.

Julia, Julius, Alex, and Chickaletta are lost

somewhere in the desert out by the Wingnuts' ranch.

Ooh! Oh, no!

(Pups gasping) We've got to find them!

(Beeping) And we will.

For this mission, I'll need Skye.

(Beeping) I need you to use your copter

to search for the kids from the air.

This puppy's gotta fly!

That desert is so big and wide

that I'm going to need two eyes in the sky.

Spy Chase, I'll need you to use your drone to search as well.

Spy Chase is on the case.

Alright! PAW Patrol is on a roll!

(Barking)

(Pups barking, cheering)

* PAW Patrol, go, go, go, go, go *

(Barking)

* Chase * (Barking)

* Go, go, go, PAW Patrol *

* Go, go, go, go, go *

(Siren wailing)

* Go, go, go *

(Laughing)

* Go, go, go *

* Skye *

* Go, go, go, go, go, go, go *

* Go, go, go, go, go, go *

* PAW Patrol, PAW Patrol *

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(Siren wailing)

(Siren wailing)

Ryder, thank goodness you're here!

The kids are nowhere to be found,

and I forgot to put sunscreen

on Chickaletta's little beaky-weaky!

We'll find them. (Beeping)

Skye, have you spotted anything?

Sorry, Ryder. Nothing yet.

Chase, launch your drone in that direction.

Got it!

(Barking) Drone!

(Whirring)

I'll check for clues that might help us figure out

which way the kids went.

Wait a minute. Where's my wagon?

* Sailing on the desert sea *

* Buccaneers we be *

* And if we find some treasure *

* We'll share it with we three *

(Squawking) I mean, four!

Sorry, Chick-arr-letta.

(Laughing)

Ahoy, scallywag.

Do you know where yon pirate treasure be?

(Wind blowing)

Whoa!

Guess not.

Bye, pokey pirate.

* The treasure seeker goes *

* Wherever the sea wind blows *

ALL: Yo-ho!

Anything yet, Chase?

Sorry, Ryder. Not a trace.

Hmm.

What's this?

One of the kids must have drawn this.

It's a treasure map.

MR. WINGNUT: And that looks just like my wagon!

With a sail!

I think we have a lost crew of land pirates.

(Wind blowing)

And the wind blew them into the desert.

Oh, my. But where?

Ryder, my drone found some wagon tracks.

RYDER: Great work.

They'll lead us right to them.

Well, they sort of stop.

I guess the wind blew them away.

Then we'll just use our own land boats

to go the same direction the wind took them.

That way, we'll stay on the trail.

Great timing, Robo-Dog.

(Barking, beeping)

Zuma, I need you and your hovercraft.

(Beeping) Rocky, I need you and your tools.

(Whirring)

Green means go!

Let's dive in.

To the desert?

This windsock points exactly the way the wind blows!

Oh, very clever.

And once we know the wind's direction,

Zuma can use his sailing skills to track the missing kids.

Time to set sail that-a-way!

(Siren wailing)

KIDS: Whoa!

Yay!

Avast, yonder sea serpent!

(Hissing)

(Chattering)

Look! It's a desert mermaid.

(All laughing)

Uh-oh. We've run aground!

(Wind blowing)

Um... anybody know how to get back to the ranch?

I think you mean "port."

Whatever we call it, where is it?

(Siren wailing)

Hey, looks like pirates were here.

Good eye, Captain Zuma.

They must have rolled right past here.

(Wind blowing)

The sock is pointing toward that gulley!

(Siren wailing)

Hey! That's how we can find our way back!

If we climb up there,

we can see super-far!

It's like a ship's crow's nest!

And we'll know which way to get home.

I mean, get back to port. Arr!

But there's no way to climb that.

(Wind blowing) Oh, no! The sail!

Everybody hang on to it! Tight!

You hang on to me, Chick-arr-letta!

(Clucking)

It's blowing harder!

Don't let go!

KIDS: Whee!

(Clucking) Whoo-hoo! We made it!

Gee, this crow's nest is higher than I thought.

(Gasping) Uh-oh!

How are we going to get down?

I don't know.

What's pirate for "help"?

(Siren wailing)

Ryder, I found their shipwreck.

KIDS: Help!

And there's the crew!

KIDS: Help!

Whoa. How'd they get up there?

And how will we get them down?

(Beeping) Skye, I need you here fast.

There's three land pirates and a chicken-parrot

that need airlifting.

Aye, aye. On my way.

Skye, lift them off one pirate at a time.

Okay. Julia, you're first.

Whee!

Great job, Skye.

But hurry. The wind is picking up.

Your turn, Julius!

Whee!

(Laughing)

(Squawking) I know, Chickaletta.

I'm a little chicken, too.

But it's okay.

Ryder, the wind has picked up,

and it makes the hoodoo teeter more.

You're right, Skye.

Back off with the copter.

Chase, I'll need you to use your zip line.

Aim for that big rock behind Alex's.

Got it. (Barking) Zip line!

Ready for a swashbuckling ride?

Chickaletta can't wait, and me, too.

(Clucking)

Time to go. Ahoy, mateys!

Arr!

That was way more fun than finding treasure.

Yeah! Totally!

(Clucking)

(Siren wailing)

Any hungry pirates want some cantaloupe?

(Kids shouting, pups barking)

(Squawking) Ryder, thank you

for bringing everyone home safely.

No problem. Whenever your land pirates

get lost on the sandy sea, just "arr" for help.

ALL: Arr!

(All laughing) * P-P-P-P-PAW, PAW, PAW Patrol *

Don't let him catch it!

He's the monkey in the middle.

(Laughing) Don't you mean the Marshall in the middle?

Try not to hit it too hard. It might pop.

(Popping) Oops. You mean like that?

(Pups laughing)

Here you go, pups.

This time, bop it. Don't pop it.

There's only one balloon left.

You got it, Ryder.

Marshall's still the monkey in the middle!

Not for long! Whoa!

(Popping) (Gasping)

I guess I belly-popped.

(All laughing)

That's a perfectly painted portrait, Francois.

It looks just like the western whistling duck.

Huh. Everyone knows it is the eastern whistling duck.

Horatio, you obviously do not know birds.

Ha! I can spot a specific bird in a split-second.

Ha! You could not even spot the quack-er in front of you!

A quick contest could settle this question.

Oui. Whoever spots the most birds correctly

by the end of the day is the winner.

But who will keep the score?

Uh, how about her?

(Clucking)

The chicken?

Heh. The other her.

FRANCOIS: Of course.

Mayor Goodway, would you please be

the scorekeeper in our bird-spotting contest?

Oh, I'd love to!

And if you send me photos of the birds,

I can post them on the big screen

here in Town Square!

Très bonne idée.

That way, the whole town can see moi win the contest.

Ha. 'Fraid not.

They'll be busy beholding my birdwatching brilliance.

I'm not going to pop it. I'm not going to pop it.

I'm not going to-- (Wind blowing)

Oh, no!

(Chirping)

Hey there, little cutie.

Can you push that balloon out of the tree?

(Chirping)

CHASE AND MARSHALL: (Gasping) No!

I can't look.

It's our last balloon!

Welcome to the Adventure Bay Bird-Spotting Contest.

Contestants, how will you find the most birds?

I'm going to stealthily sneak up on amazing avians,

then click my camera.

I will use my magnifique bird-calling talents

to draw them to me so I can take their photo.

May the best birdwatcher win!

Ready... set... spot!

(Squawking, camera snapping)

(Beeping)

Captain Turbot has spotted the first bird,

a seagull!

(Audience applauding)

(Imitating bird call)

(Camera snapping, beeping)

And now, Francois has spotted a bird,

an adorable little owl.

(Cheering)

(Quacking, camera snapping)

(Beeping)

(Cawing)

(Cawing, camera snapping)

(Beeping)

(Pecking)

(Chirping, camera snapping)

(Beeping)

(Imitating bird call)

(Honking)

(Honking, camera snapping)

(Beeping)

(Camera snapping, beeping)

(Imitating bird call)

(Penguin chattering)

(Camera snapping, beeping)

The score is now four birds for Captain Turbot

and four birds for Francois.

Ooh, it's going to be close.

Oh, I just hope the excitement isn't too much

for Chickaletta.

(Snoring)

(Imitating bird call)

(Chirping)

BOTH: A blue-bellied roller!

(Chirping)

(Both yelping)

I saw it first! No! I saw it first.

(Chirping)

CAP'N TURBOT: Oh! A nest!

A photo of the fledglings

would certainly be a find.

Aha! I have a much better idea

of how to win this contest.

(Chirping)

Whoa!

(Cracking) Uh-oh. If the bough breaks,

then down will come baby birds, Cap'n and all!

I'd better call the PAW Patrol.

(Grunting)

(Phone ringing)

(Beeping) Hi, Cap'n Turbot.

I heard about the contest. How's it going?

Ah, could be better.

I'm seriously stuck.

A nest of baby birds and I are dangerously dangling.

We're on it. No nest is too high.

No pup is too small.

(Beeping)

PAW Patrol to the Lookout!

ALL: Ryder needs us!

Whoa!

(All barking)

(Gasping)

Oh, no! Marshall!

Whoa!

(Crashing)

Hey, it's Marshall in the middle... again.

(All laughing)

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(Dinging)

PAW Patrol ready for action, Ryder, sir!

(Beeping) Thanks for hurrying, pups.

Cap'n Turbot got in trouble

during a birdwatching competition.

He and a nest of baby birds need our help.

Uh-oh. Gasping) Oh, no!

We have to help Cap'n Turbot and those poor little baby birds,

and fast!

Exactly. So, for this mission,

I'll need... Marshall. (Beeping)

I need you to use your ladder to help Cap'n Turbot down.

I'm fired up!

And Rocky. (Beeping)

I need you to use your claw

to carry the nest to a safer spot.

Green means go!

Alright! PAW Patrol is on a roll!

(All barking)

* PAW Patrol *

* Go, go, go *

Uh-oh! Whoa! Whoa!

* PAW Patrol *

* Go, go, go *

(Barking)

* Go, go, go *

(Barking)

*

Whoa!

* Marshall *

(Barking)

* Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go *

* PAW Patrol *

(Siren wailing)

* Go, go, go, go, go *

* Rocky *

(Barking)

* Go, go, go, go *

* Go, go, go, go, go *

* PAW Patrol, PAW Patrol *

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(Siren wailing)

*

I'm perched up here, PAW Patrol!

Hang on, Cap'n Turbot. We'll get you down

and back to your bird-spotting contest in no time.

(Cracking) Ah!

(Chirping)

(Grunting)

Ah. My feet have found firm footing,

but the slender sapling is splitting!

(Barking) Ladder!

Okay, Cap'n Turbot!

Climb down!

My toes can't touch the top!

I'll help you!

(Chirping)

Whoa! Ow, ow, ow, ooh, ooh!

(Thudding)

I'm good. (Chirping)

Mama bird's good, too!

(Cracking, chirping)

Ah! The nest!

(Chirping)

We'll take care of it, Cap'n!

Come on down!

Rocky, we'll need to find something

that can be a new nest for the birds.

(Barking) Claw!

(Whirring)

(Clattering)

Don't lose it, reuse it.

(Whirring)

(Chirping)

It's okay, little birdies.

I have a nice, comfy new nest for you.

(Chirping)

Great work, Rocky.

Now, we just need to move the nest to a safer spot.

There's one.

Marshall, can you move your ladder to it?

You got it.

Hang on, Rocky!

There you go, little birdies.

Hope you like your new home.

(Chirping)

(Chirping)

I believe that's blue-bellied roller for "thank you."

What's that?

It's a...

blimp?

Ha-ha! The contest is mine!

Thanks to this blimp and a zooming lens,

I can photograph birds near and far!

(Camera snapping repeatedly)

(Chirping)

Aha! The blue-bellied rollers!

(Imitating bird call)

(Chirping)

(Gasping) He's leaning out too far.

Be careful, Francois!

Do not worry!

I am very, very careful!

I will not-- fall!

Oh, no! Yikes!

Help! No one is steering the blimp!

Ah!

(Beeping) Come in, Skye.

We need air support.

We've got another birdwatching Turbot in trouble.

Let's take to the sky!

(Honking)

Where are those geese going?

(Screaming)

(Honking)

Oh, no! They could pop the blimp!

Shoo, geese, shoo!

(Honking)

He's headed for a calamitous cliff collision!

Francois, look out!

Ah! Ah!

Ah!

Phew!

(All cheering)

Merci, Skye!

Oh, close call, cousin. Oui.

But I took many more photos than you.

I'm certain my stealthy sneaking has snagged me more snapshots.

Thanks for your super-speedy saves, PAW Patrol.

You're welcome.

Whenever you're in trouble,

just "cheep-cheep" for help.

And now to send the rest of my photos to Mayor Goodway

so I may win the contest.

(Beeping)

Huh? And the winner is...

Cap'n Turbot!

B-But I took all those photos.

(Laughing) With my camera.

We must have switched cameras

when we dropped them at the cliff.

Well, then we must begin the contest again.

You're on!

The first one to photograph a feathered friend wins.

(Squawking)

(Cameras snapping)

It's a tie.

But we're all winners when Chickaletta is in the picture.

(All laughing) * P-P-P-P-PAW, PAW, PAW Patrol *

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