01x09 - Dog the Right Thing

[bunniefuu]

-[engine zooms]
-[tires squeal]

[propeller whirring]

[electric buzz]

[tennis rackets thwacking]

-♪ Bow-wow-wow, bow-wow-wow ♪
-Go, dog, go!

-♪ Do you like... ♪
-♪ Fast rides in a city of dogs? ♪

-♪ Do you like... ♪
-♪ Fast friends always lending a paw? ♪

♪ Do you like... ♪

♪ Cars, blimps, boats, bikes and trikes? ♪

-♪ Just being awesome? ♪
-♪ Welcome to Pawston ♪

♪ Go, go, go, go, go, dog, go ♪

-♪ Hey, go ♪
-♪ Go, go, go, go, go, dog, go ♪

-♪ And do we really wanna stop? ♪
-♪ No, no, no ♪

-♪ Go, dog, go ♪
-♪ So, just, go, go, go, go, go-go-go ♪

♪ Go, dog,
go! ♪

[Tag] "Dog the Right Thing.
Part One."

[starts tractor engine]

[Scooch] How high do you think we'll jump?

Only one way to find out.

[fanfare]

Oh, Sam Whippet's Race
Cadet Challenge Horn.

We'd better get my scooter
and head to the racetrack.

Well, I guess we'll never know
how high a tractor can jump.

Sure we will.

Not very high.

We're gonna save your eye, Pinkie.
Don't you quit on me.

Glue!

Okay, Beans, but you know
you have problems with glue.

What problems? I love glue!

-[glue bottle squirting]
-[fanfare]

Ah! Sam Whippet's horn!
Pinkie's eye will have to wait.

-We gotta go.
-[straining] I can't!

I'm stuck!

Huh. I guess I do
have a problem with glue.

Are you sure this is safe?

Of course it's safe.
Now, here's your crash helmet.

Crash helmet?

[fanfare]

The challenge horn!

Phew. Now I don't have to be
shot out of the cannon.

Sure you do.

Next up, Pawston Speedway!

I'd rather drive!

[fanfare]

Where's Cheddar Biscuit and Gilber?

[screams]

[laughs] Good.
There's a net here.

See? Nothing to worry about.

How did you get here?
A plane?

No, a cannon.
We took a cannon.

So did I!

And so did my car.

And my lunch.

It's my favorite: lasagna!

Thank you, Jerry.

Welcome, not-yet-cadets.

Today is the final challenge
to decide which team will join...

-the Race Cadets.
-[all cheer]

The final challenge! Whoo-hoo!

Just a little excited.

Nothing wrong with that.

Now, before we get
to the challenge,

let's look at the leaderboard.

Each team has one point,

which means we have
a three-way tie

going into the final challenge.

Final challenge! Whoo-hoo!

Sorry.

No need to apologize.

Now, where was I?

Oh, yeah.

The final challenge
is an honest-to-dogness race.

-Hmm.
-Huh.

In race cars!

[all cheer]

Hold on a sec.
What's the catch?

Why would there be a catch?

You're Sam Whippet.
There's always a catch.

You're right. I am, and there is.

In order to race,
you'll need to find your car parts,

haul them back in these trailers,
and build your cars.

Okay.
Where do we find the parts?

[Sam] The tires are hidden
at Pawston Beach,

the engines are hidden
on Mutt Mountain,

and the rest of the parts are in boxes
hidden in the Party Tree.

Thank you, Jerry.

Those paintings are lovely.

And the team that finds
and brings their parts

to Pawston Pawtomotive first
gets a head start in the race.

I'm calling it "Bowl Position".

[Tag] Oh, because you get
to start at that bowl.

[Sam] Exactly!

So, when does this challenge begin?

It already has.

[fanfare]

Go, dogs, go!

[upbeat music]

The other teams
are way ahead of us.

Why are we going so slow?

Because I know the shortcuts,

and I don't want them following us.

Yeow! You could have warned me.

[Tag] See, Scooch? We're the first team
to reach the beach.

But those tires could be anywhere.

Oh! Leave that to me.

My mom taught me
how to sniff out clues.

[sniffing]

You smell anything?

-Yup.
-Really?

Sand. [sniffs] Wait. [gasps]

[digging]

You okay?

Yeah. I'm just a little... tired.

[laughs]

Way to out-sniff the competition, Scooch.

Now let's go, dog, go.

Excuse me.

Oh, hello.

My picnic basket floated away.

Could you help me get it?

[horn honks]

Sorry, ma'am, but we're in a race,
and time's running out.

[howling mournfully]

But there's always time
to help a dog in need.

Isn't there, Tag?

You're right. Dogs don't leave
other dogs howling.

Hey, guys! Want to help save
this nice lady's food from sinking?

No. We have tires to find.

[grunting]

I'd love to, but, uh,

riding a unicycle on sand is hard.

Beans, what do you see?

[Beans] Sand everywhere.

But how?!

And why?!

We're on a beach, Beans.

Oh, yeah. [grunting]

We're on our own, Scooch.

Activate Doggy Paddle mode.

Whoo-hoo!

Gotta get this on the first try, buddy.

Scooped!

Your picnic is back on.

Oh, how can I thank you?

I know.
How about some lasagna?

-Lasagna?
-[horn honks]

Oh, no!
The others found their tires!

We have to get to Mutt Mountain,
or we lose Bowl Position.

Gotta go!

But I'd love your recipe!

Too bad we lost so much time
at the beach.

Can we catch them?

Of course. Shortcuts, remember?

Waaah! Still no warning.

[Tag]
Here we are at Mutt Mountain.

First again. You think you can catch
our engine's scent, Scooch?

My nose is on it.

[sniffing]

[gasps]

Racer, lift your engine!

Yes! Scooch's nose for the win.

Let's get this motor running.

Next stop, Party Tree.

Help! My cabin was buried
in an avalanche!

[horn honks]

Hey, you dogs!

This mountain dog here
says an avalanche buried his cabin.

If we work together,
we'll dig it out in no time.

Sorry, but we got a race to win.

[straining] I'd love to, but my unicycle
doesn't have snow tires.

If we stay,
we could lose Bowl Position.

But if we go,
do we deserve to win anything?

You're right.

Let's dig, Scooch, dig.

[upbeat music]

You did it! Wait here.

To thank you, I'd like you
to have some lasagna.

And it's still warm.

Another lasagna?
That's a weird coincidence.

Yup. Lot of lasagnas.
Lasagna...

Lasagna.
Lasagna's a weird word.

Lasagna, lasagna.

-[funky beat playing]
-[both rapping] Lasagna, lasagna.

Lasagna, lasagna!

[horn honks]

But the other teams are already
headed to the Party Tree,

so no lasagna for us.

Thanks!

[Scooch]
Even though it smells delicious!

[upbeat music]

Let me guess. Another shortcut?

What else? Hang on.

Yeah! [laughs]

I got our box of parts.

I got our box of parts.

And I got Bowl Position.

Well, not yet.

But we will, as soon as we get
to Pawston Pawtomotive.

Pawtomotive Garage,
dead ahead!

Nothing can stop us now!

Ahoy there!

[tires screech]

Um, everything okay,
Mr. Pirate Dog, sir?

Arr. Me land boat.

She's stuck like a barnacle,
and won't move an inch.

That's okay. I can help you.

What about the race?

There's always time
to help a dog in need, Scooch.

Sure is!

I'll work fast.

[upbeat music]

Nice to meet you, Mr. Pirate.

I've never met a pirate before.

Arr. The pleasure is mine, matey.

[engine starts]

You're good to go.

Now you can find a spot
to bury your treasure.

Arr. This isn't a treasure.

It's me lasagna!

Would you like some?

Another lasagna?
That's no accident.

Also, lasagna.

-[funky beat playing]
-[both rapping] Lasagna. Lasagna.

-[horn honks]
-Lasagna. Lasagna.

Forget the lasagna, Scooch.
We've got a race to win.

Yes! No one could beat us.

Except us.

-And us.
-Yeah!

We got here first,
so we won Bowl Position.

But we unpacked our parts first,
so we won Bowl Position.

Which means we both won! Yay!

[bell rings]

Arr. Wrong!

Neither of ye teams
get Bowl Position.

'Twas more to this challenge
than racing, mateys.

Wait. That sounds like something...

That Sam Whippet might say?

[horn honks dramatic tones]

[all gasp]

That's my Big Dramatic Moment horn.

Because not only was I in this disguise,

I was also the mountain dog
and the old lady at the beach.

Are you Frank, too?

Okay, Beans, I'm right here.

Or are you? Nice try, Sam.
[grunts]

-Beans, I don't like... I...
-Your face is coming off.

-I don't like it.
-Good disguise.

That explains all the lasagnas.

Exactly.
Lasagna's my favorite.

But why go to all this trouble?

Because he's Sam Whippet.

Bingo. And as I said,

there's more to racing than winning,

but only Tag and Scooch listened,

because they stopped to help.

So they get the Bowl Position
head start in the race!

[both] Yes!

What? Then what do we get?

Lasagna. Lasagna. Lasagna.

Uh... weird word.

-[funky beat playing]
-[all rapping] Lasagna. Lasagna.

Lasagna. Lasagna.
Lasagna. Lasagna!

[dramatic music]

[engines rev]

[intense music]

[tires screech]

[Tag] "Dog the Right Thing.
Part Two."

[engines roar]

[Sam] It all comes down to one race.

One race to decide which young team
will become Race Cadets.

Tag and Scooch.
Cheddar Biscuit and Gilber.

Frank and Beans.

Who will win?

Find out tonight
at the Pawston Speedway.

[all] Race Cadets!

[amplified]
And the first 50 fans to arrive

get a free Sam Whippet bobblehead.

But before the not-yet-cadets race,

they have to finish
building their race cars.

Clock's ticking, not-yet-cadets,

so keep building those cars.

And don't forget to think outside the box.

"Think outside the box"?

What's he mean by that?

I think he means our parts box.

Because there's no Barker Bolt in here.

What's a Barker Bolt?

You don't know
what a Barker Bolt is?

Well, I'll tell ya.

That's my great-great-great grandfather,

Chewlysses Droolius Barker.

In his day, cars used to fall apart
all the time,

so he invented Barker Glue.

That didn't work.
Same for Barker Tape.

And Barker String.

Finally, he invented the Barker Bolt.
That was a keeper.

And now every car in Pawston
is held together by a Barker Bolt.

And we don't have one?

Our race car's gonna break into pieces!

What do we do? What do we do?!

Easy, buddy.

It's just another Sam Whippet trick.

That's why he put us here in the garage.

There's a bunch of Barker Bolts here.

And we're thinking
outside the box,

because they're not in the box.

You know what?
We better tell the others.

I don't want their cars to fall apart
during the race.

Hey, guys?

I think Sam's trying
to trick us again.

Do you have Barker Bolts?

Because you need them to keep
your cars from falling apart.

No Barker Bolt,

but it feels solid
as a circus elephant to me.

Plus, if Sam Whippet wanted us
to use Barker Bolts,

he would have given them to us.

-Yeah, but...
-And you're trying to beat us,

so why would you help us? Hmm.

Barker Bolt.
Sounds like you made that up.

When the race is over,
I'm gonna make a Beans Bolt.

It's gonna be delicious!

They don't believe me,
and I want to be the best racer...

not the only racer.

Guess I'll just have to put
Barker Bolts in their cars for them.

But won't they see you?

Good call, Scooch.
I need to distract them.

Hey, you used to tell jokes
to the chickens on your farm, right?

You mean, "yolks"?

Yeah, I cracked a few.

[rimshot]

[laughs] Perfect.

So while you distract them with jokes,

I'll put Barker Bolts in their cars.

I can't do this.

I tell chicken jokes, not dog jokes.

No problem. Just change the word
"chicken" to "dog."

Jokes are jokes.

I'm not sure that's how it works.

[sighs]

Hey, um, do you guys want to hear
some funny chicken... er, uh, I mean,

dog jokes?

Yes, oh, yes, oh, yes, oh, yes!

Sure, if they're funny.

Yay!

Great. So, um,
you want to come over here,

uh, away from your cars

so you can, uh, hear me better?

[suspenseful music]

So, why did the, um...
why did the, uh, um, dog lay an egg?

[gasps]

This is bad.

-Dogs don't lay eggs.
-[Beans laughs]

Dogs don't lay eggs.

[laughs] So good.

Wait. I don't get it.

[clank]

-What was that?
-Hey. Hey, uh,

why did the dog flap its wings?

[Beans laughs]

-So good.
-It's Tag!

She's under our car!

[suspenseful music]

Tag? What are you doing?

Um, listening to dog jokes?

So funny.

Especially the egg one.

I know! [laughs]

Hilarious! [laughs]
Or is it?

Hey! You're messing with our car!

No, I'm fixing your car.

I'm trying to help you.

Or are you trying to help yourself?

Tag, there's more to racing than winning.

You know who said that?

Sam Whippet. I know.

That's why I'm trying to put
Barker Bolts in your cars.

To help you.

If you really want to help,

you can let us finish our own cars.

Yeah! Paws off!

[sighs] You got it.

-No more help.
-[fanfare]

It's almost race time.

Finish up your cars
and let's head to the speedway.

[fanfare]
[engine roars]

[exciting music]

So many great drivers have raced
at the Pawston Speedway.

Chewlysses, Grandmaw, Speed Weaver,
Easy Streets, Sam Whippet.

And now it's our turn.

[triumphant music]
[crowd cheering]

[dogs barking]

I can't believe how many dogs
came to watch the race.

I know. It makes me a little nervous.

Well, nothing we can't handle.

Right, crew chief?

-Right.
-Helmet me.

[thrilling music]

[camera shutter clicking]

Scooch. What are you doing?

I'm capturing the moment.

We're gonna want to remember this.

[Sam Whippet over P.A.]
Not-yet-cadets to the starting line!

This is it.

Let's go, dog, go!

Ooh. I gotta go, dog, go
to the bathroom.

Is there time, Frank?

[sighs] Beans, really?

Go.

[crowd cheering

Hey, Cheddar! There's the family!
Hi!

Yeah!

And my mom.
Hi, Mom!

And our tree neighbors.

-[twittering]
-Hi, green birds.

We made it. A real race
at the Pawston Speedway

with every dog in Pawston watching.

I've dreamed of this my entire life,

and now that it's real,
it's even better than a dream.

Isn't this the best, Scooch?

Hey, Tag. As your crew chief,

there's only one thing I have to say.

Go, dog, go!

[exciting music]

[Sam] Welcome to the Race
to the Race Cadets.

But first, please rise
and join the Barkapellas

in singing the Pawston town anthem.

♪ Pawston, O Pawston ♪

♪ That's what this town is called ♪

♪ Pawston, O Pawston ♪

♪ That's what this town is called ♪

[crowd cheering]

That song gets me every time.

I love you, Pawston!

And now: racers,
start your engines!

-[engines roaring]
-[suspenseful music]

Last chance. Are you sure
you don't want Barker Bolts?

I guess that's a no.

[Sam] Driver, to your Bowl Position.

I'm in Bowl Position.

And I'm in the pit. Good luck.

Ready...

Set...

Go, dogs, go!

[engines roar]

-[exciting music]
-[Sam] And Tag,

who started in Bowl Position,
is adding to her lead.

Looking good, Tag.

If you can keep your lead,
we've got this!

[Sam] And Tag is in the lead
after the first lap.

[cheering]

[Sam] Tag is unstoppable.

And after the second lap,
Cheddar Biscuit is in second place.

No, it's Frank... wait, wait,
it's Cheddar Biscuit.

Wait. Oh, I give up.

Yay!

We're gonna be Race Cadets, Scooch.

Nothing can stop us now.

[engine sputtering]

Beans, the car is starting to shake.

What should I do?

[Beans, over radio]
Give me extra cheese, please.

What?

Oh, sorry. I'm ordering nachos.
I'll call you back.

Keep that cheese coming, brother!

[static]

-[clanking and rattling]
-[tires screeching]

Cheddar Biscuit!
Frank's car just fell apart!

That's because they're not ready
for the spotlight like we are.

[rattling]

[Sam] Cheddar Biscuit and Frank's cars
have split in half,

a first in racing history!

I guess they didn't think outside the box.

I guess it's halftime. Get it?

Because our cars split in half.

-It's halftime.
-[chuckles] Yes, Frank. I get it.

I told them they needed Barker Bolts.
Why wouldn't they listen?

Guess it'll be an easy win.

Yep. But who wants an easy win?

[Sam] Tag is all alone as she heads
into the final stretch.

All she has to do
is cross the finish line.

- She can't lose!
-[crowd cheering]

[tires screech]

-[all gasp]
-[Sam] Tag has stopped

just before the finish line, and...

and is now driving in reverse?

Another first in racing history!

Car trouble?

It's nothing a couple
of Barker Bolts can't fix.

-You're good to go.
-Thanks.

See you at the finish line.

What about you?
You were right.

We should have listened to you.

It's okay.
This is how I want to finish this race.

So go, dog, go.

I guess we're not gonna be Race Cadets,
but I'm proud of you.

I'm proud of us.
Sam Whippet is right.

There is more to racing than winning.

Wait. What's going on now?

What's wrong?

Did your cars die?

Did the Barker Bolts fall out?

No. We're waiting for you.

Because you deserve to win.

Told you I'd see you at the finish line.

Thanks, guys.

[Sam] Tag Barker wins!

-[crowd cheering]
-[triumphant music]

[Sam] I started Race Cadets

to teach young racers there's more
to racing than winning.

And this team just proved it.

Tag, Scooch,

welcome to the Race Cadets.

[crowd cheering]

[both] Whoo-hoo!

[triumphant music]

[theme music playing]

[scatting]

♪ Bow-wow-wow ♪