02x09 - Doug on the Trail/Doug Meets RoboBone

[bunniefuu]

[ Yelps]

[ Barks]

[ Electric guitar playing]

[ Man singing scat]

[ Barks]

Cool! Whoa!

[ Thwack]

[ Barks]

Land, ho!

Doug:
dear journal...

Last weekend I went
on the bluff scout canoe trip

The toughest test of...
Um, bluff scouthood.

I'd spent a year preparing
for this trip.

I was all set to prove myself
a real bluff scout.

Official bluff scout
water filter.

Official bluff scout
water filter.

Official bluff scout
pepper mill.

Official bluff scout
pepper mill.

Official bluff scout
navigational computer.

Official bluff scout
navigational computer.

[ Sneezes]

Whoa!

Roger:
bluff scout rule
numero uno:

Don't bite off more
than you can... A-chew.

Get it? A-chew!

[ Roger laughs]

Oh, no!
The computer.

I'm sorry, mr. D-d...

I'm sorry, mr. Dink.

[ Sneezes]

That's okay, douglas.

I'll just go back
and get the spare.

Bluff scouts, attention!

Boys, your scoutmaster
is returning to base camp

To get the spare
navigational computer.

While I'm gone

The senior bluff scout
will be in charge.

You're in reliable hands.

You can count on me,
scoutmaster dink.

Uh-oh.
Uh-oh.

[ Footsteps]

[ Hinge creaks]

[ Barks]

That's me.

Hey!

[ Barks]

[ Yelps]

Doug:
hours went by and scoutmaster
dink hadn't come back.

Roger was enjoying
his new position too much.

He ordered willie
to stake his tent for him.

Boomer had to make him lunch.

I'd rather not say
what he ordered me to do.

Funnie, where
are my worms?

I'm itching for
some fishing.

Don't you think

You're carrying
this a bit too far?

Skeeter:
roger's really
flipped out.

I hope scoutmaster
dink gets back soon.

Skeet, I'm getting
worried about mr. Dink.

It's been four hours.

Maybe he's lost
or something.

Yeah, lost.

Mr. Dink:
longitude , mark .

The campsite should be
just up ahead.

[ Screams]

I hope he's
not lost.

Should we
send out

A searchparty?

We could be the
search party, skeet.

Cool, man!

Let's do it.

Bluff scouts
to the rescue!

All right!
Yeah!

Roger:
I win again!

Roger,
you're cheating.

There is no
five of a kind.

There is when I'm in charge.

Hey, don't
eat that.

It's for
bluff scoutmasters.

Uh, roger?

What do you want?

Mr. Dink's been gone
five hours.

I think maybe we should
go look for him.

Ooh, that's a big
no-can-do, funnie.

What?

Well, how come?

According to
bluff scout rules

We don't search
for scoutmaster dink

Until he's been
missing hours.

Wait a minute.i never heard that.

I don't remember that being
in the bluff scout manual.

So look it up.

And if you leave camp

I'll demote you back
to tender toe, got it?

Yeah, I got it, roger.

Hey, man,
how'd it go?

Come on, guys.

We're going
to find mr. Dink

With or without
roger's permission.

Doug:
here's the plan.

We get into that canoe
and then we row away.

Uh-oh.

Where do you guys
think you're going?

Um... We were
just going to...

For a spin
around the lake.

Scoutmaster roger says

Only the scoutmaster's
allowed in the canoe

Which is
him, now.

But if you want to go find
the real scoutmaster

Before roger drives us crazy

That'd be okay.

That'd be fine.

All right!

Excellent!

Thanks, you guys.

Good luck.

The troop is
counting on us.

I hope we
can find him.

Of course we can.

We'll use bluff scout
wilderness knowledge.

Like what?

Like how
moss grows

On the north
side of trees.

And how to keep
cereal crunchy

Even in milk.

Yeah, we'll
show everybody

We're real
trackers.

True explorers,
real wilderness men.

♪ Doug funnie, mountain man

♪ If he can't catch it,
nobody can ♪

♪ Wrestles moose
with his bare hands ♪

♪ Doug funnie, mountain man.

Deep tracks
with two toes.

The bluff scout
manual says

Those are
moose tracks.

A flat round space

In those grasses
over there.

Let's see...

Deep-set footprints
spaced a yard apart.

Those are dink tracks.

I don't see that
in the bluff scout manual.

How can you tell, doug?

Just read the
signs, skeeter.

We've run out
of footprints.

We'll never find
scoutmaster dink.

Wait, skeet.

It says, "when no animal
footprints are visible

Hunting dogs can often
track the animal's scent."

If we had
something

That smelled like
scoutmaster dink

Porkchop could
follow his scent.

Yeah, but what have we got?

[ Barks]

[ Yipping]

Not now, porkchop, I'm thinking.

[ Growls]

Hey, what's the big i--?

Oh, I get it.

[ Barks]

Come on, doug.

He's on the scent.

What's the matter,
porkchop?

Scoutmaster dink?

It's me, doug.

Are you in there?

Skeeter:
it's mr. Dink's
official bluff scout pants.

Scoutmaster dink?

[ Loud roar]

[ Both scream]

Poor
scoutmaster
dink.

A bear must
have got him.

He was my best
grown-up friend.

He was the best
scoutmaster
I ever had.

And now he's been...

Eaten by a bear.

[ Sobs]

Mr. Dink, I'm sorry
I broke your computer

And made you leave camp.

I'm going to miss that guy.

I just hope,
if you're up there

You can hear us now.

Mr. Dink:
I can hear you just fine.

Huh?
Huh?

Both:
mr. Dink?!

Hello, boys.

That was so beautiful,
I didn't want to interrupt.

Skeeter:
mr. Dink...

You're not eaten up.

What happened?

We thought we'd
never see you again.

Well, without the computer,
I got a bit off course.

I got the boat to shore

But had to lay my
wet clothes out to dry.

When I came back, I saw
a bear and ran for my life

And here I am.

Gee, mr. Dink

I'm glad we came
looking for you.

Even if roger said

He would demote us
to tender toes.

Why would roger do that?

Come on, boys,
let's have it.

Okay, here's what happened.

[ Angry voices shouting]

Get back to your tents.

I'm in charge here.

Mr. Dink said so.

Let's demote roger
to tender toe.

[ All cheering]

You can't demote me.

I'm the big guy.

I answer only to...

Ten-hut!

At ease.

What's this hubbub?

Mr. Dink...

Glad to see you back.

We were worried sick.

Glad you've held down the fort.

Any trouble?

Nothing serious.

We did run out of food

But I held the troop together.

Held us
together?

You were the one
who ate all the food.

Well, roger, since
you've had dinner

I'll order
some for the
rest of us.

Hello, speedy pizza?

Yes, I'd like to put in an order
for pizzas, please--

Extra cheese, mushroom,
pepperoni, sausage and beets.

Make it heavy on the beets.

How long will that be?

Well, can you make it
faster than that?

I'll tell you what.

Add another with extra,
extra, extra cheese for me.

I love the stuff.

So mr. Dink got back
safe and sound

And the bluff scout canoe trip
turned out great

And scoutmaster dink gave us
a special mountain man award.

And roger learned
a valuable lesson.

As the bluff scout
manual says:

The senior bluff scout
should do his best

To serve the troop.

Roger, could you
please serveme

Some pepperoni pizza?

Roger, another slice
of beet pizza here.

One at a time.

Boy:
mushroom pizza over here.

Roger:
I only got two hands.

Give me a break.

♪ Doug funnie, mountain man

♪ If he can't catch it,
nobody can. ♪

Doug funnie,
he's a mountain of a man.

Kids:
bring on the beets!

Bring on the beets!

Doug:
dear journal, call me crazy

But ever since elected to
student activity chairperson

I was determined to figure out

How to get the beets
to play at our school.

[ Rock music playing]

Bring on the beets!

Bring on the beets!
Bring on the beets!

Hey, man...

I love your giant-
letter-to-the-
beets idea.

But do you really
think it will work?

Of course it will, skeet.

When they see how many
loyal fans they have here

They're bound to come.

Kids:
bring on the beets!

[ Footsteps]

[ Hinge creaks]

[ Barks]

That's me.

Hey!

[ Barks]

[ Yelps]

Doug:
it had been days since we
sent our letter to the beets.

I'd just about
given up hope when...

As you were, people.

I've got a fax here

Addressed to the student
activities chairperson.

That's you, doug.

All:
what's it say?

They'll do it.

The beets will play
a concert at our school.

♪ Ah-ee-oo

♪ k*ller tofu!

♪ Ee-a-ee

♪ Oo-ee-oo...

All right, all right.

Quiet down!

I hate to burst your bubble

But there won't be
any beet concert in my school.

Huh?

The beets do not play
the kind of music

Appropriate for
a school concert.

[ All whine]

Perhaps if you'd chosen
a more wholesome musical group

Like, say, oh,
the bluffington yodelers

That would be
a completely different story.

That's your group, isn't it?

The subject is closed.

The subject is closed.

I mean it, mister,
the subject is closed.

It's not fair

After all the
work we did

Getting the
beets to come.

It's like he's
programmed to say no.

Yeah, like a robot.

"The subject is closed.
The subject is closed."

"The subject is closed."

[ All imitating mr. Bone]

Hmm, I wonder how quailman

Would deal with mr. Bone.

The adventures of quailman...

...the superhero
who always wears

Clean underwear over his pants

And his grateful companion,
quaildog.

Mayor white:
it is with great pleasure that
I dedicate the new gymnasium

To our superhero with
the mighty slam dunk-- quailman!

Well, gosh, folks.

Well, it all began when I was
but a tiny quail baby... Huh?

Spaceship!

[ Horrified murmuring]

Attention!

I am robobone.

We are assistant principals
from planet numbulus.

Form a single line
and no one gets hurt.

We have come to earth
to do what we do best.

What's that?

Boss people around.

The subject is closed.

The subject is closed.

Roboclones,
let's roam the halls.

This school is officially
under my command.

Huh?

Robobone:
single file.

Come, quaildog.

We'd better keep
these roboclones

Under close surveillance.

Patti:
I said, "you better make
a hard copy before you reboot."

Then she said...

Robobone:
hold it!

Do you have hall passes?

Huh?

Um, no.

Hyper-detentions for you.

And let's see

If your lockers
pass inspection.

Locker status:
lots of jelly donuts

Moldy banana

Smelly gym sock.

Analysis: not clean.

Life in detention

For both of you.

Life in detention?

Wow! They're strict.

Huh?

Robobone:
those funny pants do not
conform with the dress code.

That's instant
detention hall

For you and
your family.

Help me, quailman.

Help!

Help! Get me out of here.

Save us,
quailman.

This is worse
than I thought.

Come, quaildog.

It's thinking time.

How are we going
to defeat robobone

And his army of roboclones?

We need a secret w*apon.

[ Coughs]

Cough.

Cough.

Quaildog, you're a genius.

A little closer, quaildog.

Hold it right there, mister.

You are in serious trouble

For flying too low
over school property.

We'll see you
in detention...

Forever!

Your power-tripping days
are numbered, robobone.

It's time to unleash
our secret w*apon.

Kids, get your
parents' permission

Before attempting this at home.

Eat my dust,
robobone.

[ Coughing]

It's working,
the dust is clogging

Their internal
computer chips.

Ha!

We cannot be foiled so easily,
mr. Smarty-pants.

How about a taste
of your own medicine, quailman?

[ Coughing]

Ha! Ha! Ha!

Don't you see?

Your puny quail powers
are useless against us.

I'm not through yet, robobone.

I'm no quitter.

All:
help us!

Save us!

Kids:
help!

Huh?

Those cries for help.

Come on, quaildog.

Help!

Get us out!

Yell all you want.

Our invisible force field will
keep you in detention forever.

Yikes, quaildog.

Quailman, save us!

I don't know exactly
how to say this, patti

But my quail powers
seem to be no match

For these
no-goods.

Say it ain't so.

You again?

Haven't you had
enough, quailman?

If we talk things over,
we can work something out.

As my quail mom
used to say

There's nothing that
can't be solved...

I warned you.

All right, roboclones,
switch to robo-yodel.

[ Ear-splitting yodeling]

No, stop, I can't take it.

[ Yodeling]

Couldn't you at least
yodel in the same key?

The same key?

Why?

Is this some
kind of trick?

No, just a simple
superhero's suggestion.

[ Harmonious yodeling]

Great sound!

Cool-ie!

You know, robobone,
you sound swell.

Have you considered
a career in show business?

Hmm, show business?

And as everyone knows

Robobone and the bonettes
soon became a musical sensation

Winning new fans

Wherever their out-of-this-world
world tour took them.

[ Harmonious yodeling]

Back home, students
walked the halls safely

Thanks to the tireless
efforts of...

Quailman and quaildog.

Quailman bargained
with robobone.

There's got to be some way
I can bargain with mr. Bone.

Come on, guys, follow me.

Mr. Bone:
let me get this straight.

If I let the beets
play their concert here

The students
agree to have

The bluffington yodelers
perform first?

Right, what do you say?

Mr. Student
chairperson

You've got
yourself a deal.

Doug, you did it!

[ Yodeling]

Doug:
it was worth putting up
with the yodeling group

So long as we got
to hear the beets.

Thank you and good night,
bluffington.

Say, those yodeling
dudes give me an idea.

And now, the real reason
you're probably all here--

Let's hear it for the beets!

[ Cheering]

♪ I need more allowance

♪ Yo-de-lay-ee-hoo!♪

♪ I need more allowance

♪ Yo-de-lay-ee-hoo!♪

♪ I need more allowance

♪ Yo-de-lay-ee-hoo!♪

♪ Why? Because I do.

I'm glad we worked a compromise
out with mr. Bone.

It's all about listening to each
other and working things out

Not throwing your weight around.

♪ I need more allowance

♪ Yo-de-lay-ee-hoo!♪

♪ Yo! I'm talking to you.

♪ I need to buy some cds,
I need to buy some gum ♪

♪ I mow the grass,
I clean the house ♪

♪ I think I deserve some.

♪ Some more allowance!

♪ I need more allowance

♪ Yo-de-lay-ee-hoo!♪

♪ I need more allowance

♪ Yo-de-lay-ee-hoo!♪

♪ I need more allowance

♪ Yo-de-lay-ee-hoo!♪

♪ Why? Because I do.

[ Loud guitar chord]

♪ Yo-de-lay-ee-hoo!♪

♪ I need more allowance

♪ Yo-de-lay-ee-hoo!♪

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♪ Yo-de-lay-ee-hoo!♪

♪ Yo! I'm talking to you.

♪ I need to buy some cds,
I need to buy some gum ♪

♪ I mow the grass,
I clean the house ♪

♪ I think I deserve some.

♪ Some more allowance!

♪ I need more allowance

♪ Yo-de-lay-ee-hoo!♪

♪ I need more allowance

♪ Yo-de-lay-ee-hoo!♪

♪ I need more allowance

♪ Yo-de-lay-ee-hoo!♪

♪ Why? Because I do.

♪ Yo-de-lay-ee-hoo!♪

♪ Yo-de-lay-ee-hoo♪
♪ I need more allowance.