01x02 - Storm from the Pacific

[bunniefuu]

[theme song]

♪ Barkin' scratchin'
frisbee-catchin' ♪

♪ Presidential pets ♪

That's us!

♪ Change into
the canines who drive ♪

♪ Souped-up cars and jets ♪

Comin' through!

♪ Tuchus-nippin'
toilet-sippin' ♪

♪ Soarin' through the sky ♪

I like it.

♪ Lickin' droolin' ♪

♪ Quick-refuelin' ♪

♪ Who says dogs can't fly ? ♪

Not me.

♪ Speedin' crashin' ♪

♪ Villain-smashin' ♪

♪ Vehicles explode ♪

[together]
Ooh.

♪ Chasin' racin' ♪

♪ Down the road ♪

[together]
Ro-o-oad Rovers!

♪ Hunter is a hero hound
Leader of the pack ♪

Huh, cool.

♪ Colleen comes
from London town ♪

♪ Watch her feet attack ♪

Hyah!

♪ Exile's from Siberia ♪

♪ With super-frozen sight ♪

That's me!

♪ Blitz chews on posteriors ♪

♪ His bark's worse
than his bite ♪

I'm perfect.

♪ Shag is strong
from head to toe ♪

♪ A coward through and through ♪

Ruh ruh ruh.

♪ Muzzle's stack is gonna blow ♪

♪ He's short a screw or two ♪

♪ They fight for right
both day and night ♪

♪ In every episode ♪

Let's roll!

♪ Now it's time
to hit the road ♪

♪ Ro-o-oad Rovers ♪♪

[intense music]

boom

[alarm blaring]

[indistinct chattering]

boom

Let's get this stuff out fast.

Where did you come from?

[coughing]

[male #1]
'Mayday, Mayday,
we're taking on water.'

[male #2]
'Mr. President,
it's General Mills'

'from The Pentagon.'

[male #3]
'Yes, general.'

'No, when?'

[howling]

[Master]
Hunter, it's time, boy.

arf arf arf

[instrumental music]

Yes! I love that machine!

Eat up, Muzzle.
Want some more?

There's a good boy.

Hey, Colleen, Muzzle.
How's it waggin'?

I don't know if that's
any of your business.

Hey, whatcha got
in the bowl, Exile?

Shag has done it again.

Yet another culinary
masterpiece!

That dog is a gourmet genius!

[indistinct]

Shag! Another awesome meal, pal.
What's your secret?

[mumbling]

Oh, you don't say. Huh.

So what's his secret?

He cooks everything
in toilet water.

[coughing]

[Exile]
'Next time let's get take out.'

Road Rovers, listen while I
brief you on a mission at hand.

'Last night
in the South Pacific'

'a US destroyer was struck
by a torpedo and sunk.'

'Thankfully, there were
no casualties.'

'But the navy's top secret
decoder that controls'

'an important defense satellite
was stolen'

'and an unidentified submarine
was spotted leaving the scene.'

Rovers, you must track
down the thieves.

I am ready, Master, to chew
on secret-stealing buttoxes!

Don't be a weird boy.

The fate of the free world
hangs in the balance.

Retrieve that decoder.

Honored to lead the way, sir.
I'm 50% retriever, you know.

And 100% mutt. I'm not taking
orders from some mixed breed!

I should be top dog!

I have super claws, super teeth,
what does Hunter have?

What are your super powers, huh?

Let me see, I'm super playful,
super loyal

super trusting
and super, super friendly.

- Can I sniff ya?
- No!

Well, okay, but that's part
of what being

super friendly's all about.

Okay, these are
the stupidest super powers

I have ever heard of,
now go away!

Of course, I'm super fast too.

Oh, yeah, I forgot.
That's better. Sorry.

[laughs]
That's okay.
I'm also super forgiving.

We're dogs with a mission.
We are..

[all]
Road Rovers!

[howling]

[mumbling]

Well, it can't hurt to ask.

Uh, Master,
can Muzzle come along?

He hasn't been out
of headquarters for a while.

Do you think that's wise?

No way! That dog is crazy!

A loose cannon!
A total hot head!

[growls]

Don't get him started, Blitz.

I'm telling you now,
he's unpredictable.

He's totally reckless!

An uncontrollable force
of nature!

[screams]

Aw, now you've gone
and hurt his feelings.

There there.
That's okay, Muzzle.

Bad Dobieman say mean wordies,
yeah. Take it easy, pal.

Maybe you can come along
next time.

'Shag, you come
with Exile and me.'

'Colleen and Blitz,
take the Sub Rover.'

We will have enjoyable trip
together, ja?

Um, right.
And your name is?

Hmm.

[Hunter]
'Let's hit the road, Rovers.'

- 'See you there, Colleen.'
- 'Cheerio, Hunter.'

[Hunter]
'The enemy in sight, Colleen?'

[Colleen]
'Affirmative, Hunter.'

'We have an active ping.'

Bogie sub on sonar,
ten knots ahead.

[Hunter]
We should overtake
it in no time.

Boy, it's beautiful.

[whistles]

Oh-ho-ho, babushka,
get load of those two.

sniff sniff

What are you guys looking at?

"Forest Tree Illustrated."
The giant redwood issue.

[both sigh]

You two definitely
need a hobby.

Okay, so when do I get a chance
at the controls?

Oh, sorry. I didn't see you
sitting there.

I'm Colleen. Have we met?

Of course! You know me!
I'm Blitz!

Blitz, Blitz.. No, no,
that's not working for me.

I know! I'll give you
a brand new name.

Something that better suits
your winning personality.

Yes. From now on let's
call you Mr. Fluffypants!

Let's not.

Mr. Stuffington Fluffypants,
or Fluffy for short.

Stop calling me that
or I'll bite you!

Oh, yeah?
With who's dentures, Fluffy?

[Blitz screams]

Jacques Costeau, Satini.
Shamu!

Blitz, come in.

Everything okie-dokie
down there?

Just call me Fluffy.

Don't be weird boy.

Bogie sub heading into port.

Stay with it Colleen.

We'll make a quick recon
of the island and be right back.

Exile, what do you see?

To our right side
is gently smoking volcano.

To our left side
is moonlit tropical beach.

And to our front side

is enemy heli-choppers
coming straight at us!

Huh. I would not have
predicted this.

[yelps]

pew pew pew

[dramatic music]

pew pew

[mumbling]

Fly faster, Hunter.

Fly like a, fly like a..

...really fast thing
that flies fast!

Whoa, Exile,
you have a way with words.

Thank you. It is gift.

[music continues]

Hit 'em with
the anti-aircraft lasers!

You betski.

Shag, Get ready.

[Exile]
'Take aim.'

No, Shag. Turn it around!
The other way! Ah!

Fire!

bang

bow wow

See, this is precisely
the reason

they don't normally give
bazookas to dogs.

bang

[intense music]

boom

Oh, brilliant.

[whimpering]

What's the prognosis, Exile?

I'll have Cloud Rover fixed
in two shakes of a lamb's jiffy!

- What's a lamb's jiffy?
- Don't ask.

bow wow

What is it, Shag?

[mumbling]

You're kidding me.

What'd he say?

He says he prefers
dry dog food over canned.

Oh, something else? What?

[mumbling]

[Hunter]
'There goes that bogie sub
with the stolen decoder.'

[Colleen]
'And those choppers are heading
into the volcano too.'

[Hunter]
Good work, Shag.

Now all we have to do is figure
a way to get inside.

- I'll get in!
- Blitz, quit rushin'!

Let the biting begin!

[dramatic music]

[both]
Huh? Hmm.

poof

sniff sniff

Oh, that smells
springtime fresh.

Well, he got in alright.

Yup. He's a dog of his word.

And our job here is done.

No, stay, Colleen. Stay.

Okay, here's the plan.

I'll keep the guards busy,
you three sneak in.

Ooh, tricky.

[howling]

[g*nshots]

How does Hunter
do that fire thing?

I dunno, I just hope it has

nothing to do
with his digestive tract.

[instrumental music]

whoosh

Let's check it out.

[growls]

What was that?

[whimpering]
Shh!

I hope we can find Blitz.

- Who?
- The doberman?

Oh, him, right.

He may be pushy,
but he seems brave.

[Blitz]
'Please let me go!'

You were saying?

[male #4]
'So they sent in a dog
to do a man's job.'

Or rather they sent
in a Road Rover.

Actually, I'm not a Road Rover.

I borrowed this suit
for a costume party.

Really, I don't even like dogs,
they're too drooly!

Honest!

Please let me go!
I'll do anything!

We'd better go and get him
before he sells out his mother.

Oh, I'd love to, Hunter,
really, but we've run

into a bit of a sticky
wicket-wat.

Oh, hi. You must be Sticky.
Or are you Wicket?

I always get you two confused.

[grunting]

Hyah! Sword cut.

Ow!

Bulshoi. This steel
is harder than KGB's heart!

[sobbing]
I want to go now.

Look on the bright side, guys.

The Road Rovers
are back together again!

thud

[all gasping]

[instrumental music]

Welcome.

I am Captain Zachary Storm.

And you, the Road Rovers,
are about to witness

the total destruction
of the United States.

Let the fun begin.

[instrumental music]

[Storm]
'I know what
you're thinking, Rovers.'

Yet another megalomaniac
on a volcanic island

planning global conquest.

Yeah, exactly. It's been done.

Boring!

The difference is, dogs,
I have the fire power to do it.

You see, I hold here the only
decoder that controls

the navy's top secret satellite
of mass destruction.

And you're just in time
to see it in action.

zap zap zap

boom

In a short while,
when the satellite

is in the proper alignment,
I'll fire the lasers

obliterating ten key US cities
and do you know why?

Yeah, 'cause you're mad
at the NFL for letting

the Cleveland Browns
move to Baltimore!

Besides that.

Because you're a member
of the Mad of the Month club?

No! Don't you treat me like
the others did back in the Gulf.

Just because I opened fire
without a direct order.

I was...court martialed!

They gave me a dishonorable
discharge! Big mistake!

Now, I'll discharge them!

boom

But first, let me bid my
canine friends a fond farewell.

Buh-bye.

[intense music]

Yet another
unexpected twist. Bummer.

Captain, the city coordinates
are locked in.

[male #5]
'And everything is ready
for departure, sir.'

It better be.

[clatters]

What was that?

All systems are go, sir.

The satellite will
be in place in 60 seconds.

zap

Hang in there, Exile.

I'm trying, but I'm
in bigtime need of Visine!

[instrumental music]

No!

Hello!

What is that? We're free.

And here's our rescuer now.

Muzzle, where did you come from,
you crazy nut?

pew

Stop them!

pew

thud thud

We cannot hold them
for long, comrades!

Let's save our own necks
while we still can.

No, we have a mission
to complete.

We have to stop Storm!

But how, Hunter?
We have no weapons!

We need something unpredictable,
something totally reckless.

An uncontrollable force
of nature.

Hey! We need Muzzle!

Now!

Alright, buddy, muzzle 'em!

[growls]

[screaming]

Ew, gross.

Ah!

Ooh, Muzzle, take it easy!

Ugh. Okay, that's enough for me.

Me also. It's much worse
than Chernobyl.

Go Muzzle, go!
Make sour gratin out of them!

Ah, now that is sick!

[screams]

[instrumental music]

[sighs]

[burps]

To the power of the pack!

[howling]

Nice work, comrade.

I've got the decoder!
So much for Storm's big plans.

Hey, where is that
crackpot anyway?

[rumbling]

[intense music]

[gasps]

[rumbling continues]

Fortunately,
dogs don't have nine lives.

They have just one.

Which is about to end
for the Road Rovers!

boom

[intense music]

Colleen and Blitz
take the Ocean Rover.

Wait! Where's Muzzle?

boom

Oh, no.

Where are you going?

Muzzle's my pal,
I gotta save him.

- You'll never make it!
- Hey, I have no choice.

Why?

It's one of my powers,
I'm super loyal.

[intense music]

Exile, what do you see?

I'm afraid,
my comrades are lost.

[mumbling]

[dramtic music]

Well, Muzzle, I don't know
which of my super powers

can save us this time.

[instrumental music]

Oh yeah, I almost forgot
about that one.

I'm super, super lucky!

[Colleen]
'Let's take it home, Rovers.'

[all howling]

Master, it would've been
the end of the road for us

if ol' Muzzle here hadn't
hopped to the rescue.

So next time, Blitz,
maybe we don't have argument

over whether Muzzle
comes or not.

Ja, ja, okay, I'm sorry.

I made a small mistake
about the little Muzzle dog.

- And about Hunter too.
- Ja, ja, alright.

I guess you're not such
a stinky leader after all.

Hey, that's nice. Thanks.

That was eliquitely put.

Danke schoen, pretty lady.

You're welcome, Fluffy.

I'm thinking
of changing my name.

But I like Fluffy.

You've done well, Rovers.
You're good, good dogs.

'As for the decoder, we'll need
to return that to the navy.'

I know, Master, and we will too.

'Just as soon as Captain Storm'

'is picked
up by the authorities.'

Shag, can you keep
that bad guy busy till then?

bow wow

[Storm]
'No, stop!
I-I surrender! Really!'

'I-I give up!
Just stop chasing me!'

'Please! Stop!'

[Road Rovers howling]

[theme music]