01x13 - Where There's Smoke, There's Goof

[bunniefuu]

Ah-hyuck!

♪ H-h-h-hit it ♪

♪ Like father, like son ♪

♪ You're always number one ♪

[both] Yes!

♪ There's buddies,
There's pals ♪

Yeah!

♪ You always seem to work things out ♪

♪ Can't you see you're two of a kind ♪

♪ Lookin' for a real good time ♪

Whoa!

♪ A real good time ♪

Aah!

♪ Report to the Goof Troop ♪

♪ And we'll always stick together ♪

♪ Always stick together ♪

♪ We're the Goof Troop ♪

♪ The best of friends forever ♪

♪ Side by side wherever we go ♪

♪ We're always ready to roll ♪

♪ Now gimme a beat ♪

♪ We're the Goof Troop ♪

♪ And we always stick together ♪

Gawrsh!

♪ We're the Goof Troop ♪

♪ The best of friends forever ♪

♪ Now we're calling everyone ♪

♪ Come along and join the fun ♪

♪ Report to the Goof Troop ♪

♪ Baa ba doo da bop baa ba doo bop ♪

Yeah!

♪ Hmm hmm hmm hmm ♪

♪ Do do do do do ♪

[Goofy] Sorry, little feller.

My yard's off-limits to weeds.

Huh?

Say, you're a slippery
little rascal, aren't ya?

Ah-hyuck!

[whistles]

[gasp]

Gotcha!

[Pete] P.J., get over here on the double.

You, too, Goofer.

Time you sprouts learned what a man's got
to do when a man's got to do it.

What's he talking about?

I don't know, but I bet it's gonna hurt.

What are you half pints waitin' for?

I'm gonna show you how to
whip up a genuine barbecue.

It's a dream come true.

Now first you need the very best

high-tech equipment money can buy.

Then really pile on the charcoal, see?

Makes tender steaks and crisper spuds.

Ah, Sir, excuse me,
but according to the gauges,

that's about three times too much fuel.

[Pete] It's only a little charcoal.

[Goofy grunting]

[strains]

Ooh...

Time to wind up this little guy

once and for all.

Now all we do is push this little
electronic starter button.

There. That oughta do her.

Don't just sit there,
ya worthless hunk of tin!

Do something!

Ow h* h* h* h*!

Whoa! Wow!

Big ouch!

Excuse me, Mr. Astaire,
but when you're done dancing,

the fire department would like a donation.

And hurry it up with that barbecue!

Why, sure thing, peach blossom.

Whatever it is, I'm not interested, see?

Now, see here, neighbor,

you're one of Spoonerville's

most respected citizens.

I am?

Well, of course I am!

So help us raise a few simoleons

for a new fire engine,

and your name will appear on
the donors plaque.

Donors plaque? What donor...

Awk!

Would this plaque be on the new engine?

A brilliant idea.

Just a little...

Bit... more...

Uh, Dad...

Not now, son,
I'm talkin' to the fire chief.

[rattling]

What's wrong with the engine you've got?

[alarm blaring]

[screaming]

Water! We need water!

Call the fire department!

You are the fire department!

Yaah!

Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Dad!

What's that Goof up to now?

Yeow!

My barbecue!

My satellite dish!

Well, I'll be. Gotta hand it to ya, fella.

That was mighty smart fire fighting.

Aww, shucks, it was just a little weed...

Fire fightin'?

Yes... We could use a young turk like you

in the department.

Gawrsh! Me? A fireman?

Just an honorary position, you understand.

But, chief, we don't have any honorary...

Ow!

The position could be yours
for a very small donation

towards our new engine.

When can I start my trainin'?

Soon as your check clears.

Must have had somethin' to do
with air density.

[Chief] Yes, well,
your duties as an honorary fireman

consist of answering the phone

whilst we hit up the citizenry
for a few more donations.

Now, if an alarm comes in in our absence,

just crank up this whozit,
and we'll be back on the double.

Aye, aye, chief.

Now, so you don't get bored,

we're going to grant you the privilege

of cleaning up the joint.

Gawrsh! Thanks!

Godfrey Daniel! What in the name of
sauteed hambones is that?

That is our cat.

Isn't he sweet?

[crunch]

[hiss]

Absolutely charming.

Yes, well, we'll leave you to it.
Come, Dexter.

You can count on us, Chief.

[Chief] Come, Dexter.

Uh, a Mr. Howling Huge, I presume?

So... so what do you want?

Mr. Huge, we're here today

because we didn't
want you to miss the opportunity

of donating to
your beloved fire department

for a new engine.

Why should we buy you a new fire engine?

You never let us ride on the old one!

"Us"?

Me an' Atlas, my goldfish and C.E.O.O.

Eh... oh!

Yes, yes, of course, Atlas!

Why, how, uh... moist.

I'll bet you have one of those
big spotty fire dogs

that always tried to bury me, don't you?

Don'tcha, don'tcha, don'tcha, huh, huh?

Sir. You cut me to the quick,
of course not.

We don't have a big spotty fire dog,
do we, Dexter?

Oh, golly no. All we have is a
stupid-looking old cat.

Cat? Cat!

We hate cats!

We don't even mention
the "C" word around here.

Cats eat fishies!

Don't pay attention
to the nasty men, Atlas!

You are gonna be sorry.

Oh, I could give you such a pinch!

Let me assure you, my dear fellow,

we are very...

-Sorry!
-Sorry!

Don't worry, Atlas.

I won't ever let that
mean old fire department

in here again.

Say, this old feller looks pretty good

with little elbow grease
and some soap and water.

Ah-hyuck! Ticklish, huh?

Gitchy gitchy goo! Ah-hyuck!

[screams]

I like a machine with spunk! Ah-hyuck!

Yeah, spunk's pretty terrific.

Okey-dokey, old feller.

Let's have a look-see under the hood.

Open wide now!

Come on, little guy.

Daddy just wants an itsy-bitsy peek.

Aah hoo hoo ooh!

[crash]

Why couldn't I have been born one of
the Rolling Stones?

Heh heh heh heh.

Bashful, huh?
Well, there's more than one way

to skin a cat.

[meow]

Oops! Sorry, Waffles. Ah-hyuck!

You know, I don't think

you're as tough as you think.

Gitchy gitchy goo.

Gotcha! Ah-hyuck!

Ooh!

Whoa! Oh! Oh, oh!

[muffled] Lemme out!

Stop ticklin'! Ah-hyuck! Open up!

[crash]

Oh, the inside looks hunky-dory to me!

Ah-hyuck!

Nice baby.

[alarm sounds]

Alarms are sounding all over the city!

Gotta let the chief know!

[meoooow]

No time for that now, Max.

-We gotta move.
-Move?

Yeah, it's up to us now.

That's what I was afraid of.

[ring]

[siren approaches]

[brakes screech]

[screech]

[horn honks]

[honk]

[siren blaring]

[ding]

Argh!

Hmm. This is the right place,

but I don't see any fires.

[meow]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!

Oh, that's it... A lady in distress.

Good work, Waffles.

Here, kitty. Let me give you a hand.

[meooow]

Aah!

[crash]

Go on, Waffles, you get her.

[purring]

[meow]

[chopping]

Hang tight, lil' kitty.

The Spoonerville Fire Department

will have ya down in no time!

Timber!

[meow]

Whoopsie-daisy.

I think we better get going, pop.

Right. A fireman's work is never done.

[siren]

[panting]

Just wait till I get my hands
on those spineless Goofs!

But, Chief, sir,
how will we ever find them?

Let's just follow the sound of the siren!

We gotta catch those yo-yos before
the entire city burns down!

Oh, help! Help!

[Goofy] It's all right, sir.

I'm not lookin'.
Just leave it all up to me.

Don't you move an inch.

Oh, stop messin' around,

and get my little piggy out of there!

Don't worry about a thing.

We'll have you out of there in a jiffy.

Too messy.

Get a move on, you bum!
I got soap in my eyes.

This oughta do the trick.

Here I come, ready or not.

Whoa-oh-oh-hoo!

Hope everything's O.K. In there.

Get off of me, you...

Take it easy, gramps.
Things could be worse.

[both screaming]

Aah! Hoo hoo!

What happened?

All taken care of, Max. It was a cinch!

Didn't even need the ax this time.

[siren wailing]

I want to talk to you two!

I don't think we need waste any time here
on useless speculation.

Oh, yes, I think we oughta scram, too.

Oh, my gawrsh!

[brakes screech]

Oh, darned thing only takes quarters.

Why'd we stop?

The next call is miles from here.

That man's in jeopardy!

Hang on, buddy! We'll be right with ya!

Huh? What's that dude doin'?

Okay mister, you can jump now.

Pop, I really don't think
he wants to jump.

Hey, up there. We gotta get to a fire.

A fire?

Bombs away!

He's jumpin'! Get under him, maxie!

Quick, over here, Max.

Aah!

No, pop! Over here!

Gnarlyyyyy!

-Whoa!
-Whoa!

Don't worry about thankin' us.

We got to get on our way.

Let's go, Max.

Tell me when it's over.

It'll be over when we get our hands
on that infernal Goofer!

[siren wailing]

Oh, no, Pop, look!

Gawrsh! Huge tower's on fire!

This looks like... The big one!

Don't worry, Atlas.
You're safe as long as I'm around.

But don't start any long-term projects.

Wow!

Uh-oh!

-[gulp]
-[gulp]

[gasp]

Now I know how a marshmallow feels
on a camp-out.

I can still feel the heat out here.

[alarm ringing]

Wa-hoo! Ooh! Ow!

Whew. Thanks, Max.

Don't thank me now.
We haven't even started yet.

Go away, you nasty things.

We're warm enough already.

Dad, Mr. Huge is trapped in his penthouse!

This calls for a little engine-nuity,

-right, feller?
-[horn blaring]

Hiya, Maxie.

I think we're gonna have to get organized.

Okay, Pop. Sic 'em!

Fire. Ah-hyuck! I mean, water!

Oh! Stop that! Help!

Take it easy!

Hey, let go!

What's that? Yeow!

Thanks. Now I gotcha.

[playing snake charmer music]

You just gotta know
how to handle the little feller.

[Goofy screams]

Help! Stop! Heel! Heel, boy! Heel!

Listen, squirt. We gotta work together.

There's a confra... A conflag...

A fire to put out.

-Dad!
-[meow]

Shucks.

Hang on, Pop!

[meowrrr]

Hey, I can see my house from up here.

[meooow]

Wowser! This is more like it!

Huh?

[meooow]

Ohh!

Sunday driver!

I tell you, you just can't...

Oops.

Whoa-h*! Look out below!

That was a close one.

[meow]

Yeow!

Ooh! Ow!

En garde!

-[meow]
-What?

-What now?
-[meow]

We have to do something.

-[engine starts]
-All right!

Stop! Desist!

I command you! Stand and deliver!

After them!

Wait! Can't we talk this over?

Yeow!

Faster, faster, faster, I tell you!

[panting]

Firemen?

And a c-c-cat!

Yaah!

Don't look, Atlas.
The fish haters are back!

But Mr. Huge, we're the fire department

here to rush ya to safety.

I don't care if you're the FBI.

I'm not leaving Atlas.

This is no time
to be worrying about a little goldfish.

I could give you such a pinch!

I'm not worrying about a goldfish.

I'm worrying about my best friend.

Oh, Mr. Huge, what goldfish?

My Atlas! What have you done?

Oh, oh, that awful c-c-c... Thing!

Atlas, speak to me. It's daddy.

[engine stops]

I... ab... uh...

Where'd everybody go?

Watch what you're poking.

Godfrey Daniel!

-Oh! Aah!
-Whoa!

[all screaming]

My Atlas!

Well, Goof, what have you got
to say for yourself?

Ah-hyuck! This honorary fireman stuff

is worth every penny.

Every penny is right!

Do you realize how much damage
you've caused?

Yeah? And what'll people think
when they find out

it was damage caused

because you weren't around to do your job?

Uh-oh. Better be careful, chief.
He's right.

I know he's right!
Do you think I'm stupid or something?

All right, Goofer,
you're getting off easy.

Beat it and never
darken my fire station again.

Come on, Max.

We just aren't cracked up to be firemen.

-[alarm blaring]
-[meow] [burp]

Wait a second, Pop.

I wouldn't drink that
if I were you, Mr. Huge.

Atlas? Atlas!

You're home! Oh, oh, thank you, my boy.

You saved my little fishy wishy.

How can I possibly repay you?

Well, since you asked, I was thinking...

And for selfless sacrifice

above and beyond the call of duty,

the new huge fire department

awards you its first medals of valor.

Gawrsh! Thanks, Mr. Huge.

Now let's try out my new fire engine.

You ride in the back.

[meow]

What about the chief and Dexter?

Oh, don't worry about them.

They have more important things to do.

♪ Gimme a beat ♪

[theme music playing]

Yeah!