01x16 - Jaw$!

[bunniefuu]

[HARD TO UNDERSTAND]

I'm sure they'll be back soon.



- You can count on it.



- What?

- [LOUD BOOM]



- Oh! That's probably them.

Ha! Remember the old saying, kids.

"Beans, beans, the magical fruit, just plant your beans then grab some loot.

" Man, I've been saying that rhyme all wrong.

[CLANKING]

[STRAINING]

Don't worry, Uncle Scrooge.

We'll take this so you don't throw out your old man back.

Nice try, lad, but you know the drill.

"All money goes to the bin" "Not next of kin.

" Beakley! [STRAINING]

Your board of directors called.

They say your recent adventures are causing costly damages to the city of Duckburg.

[PEOPLE SCREAMING]

Which I always pay for! Adventure leads to treasure, treasure helps the company, the company helps the town through appreciating investments in long

-term civic fiduciary interests.

Yes, what's not to understand? The board has set up a television interview with Roxanne Featherly to help "boost your character.

" My character does not need boosting.

They're overreacting.

[LAUNCHPAD]

Good news, Mr.

McDee! The beanstalk missed the orphanage! [CHAINSAW BUZZING]

Uh what time is the interview? Ah.

[VACUUM WHIRRING]



- [GASPS]



- [HEAVY SCRAPING]

Lena! [GASPS]

Yeah, I'm not really a hugger.

Oh, yeah, no, me neither.

Hugs are, like, whatever or whatever.

Are you excited for our sleepover? We're gonna brush our teeth, go to bed on time, wake up in the middle of the night confused saying, "Where am I? Oh, that's right.

I'm at the best sleepover ever!" Mm, so this is your first sleepover? Yeah.

Last one up the stairs has to brush their teeth twice! Hup! Huh! Hyah! Huh! [DOOR CLOSES]

[COINS CLANKING]

Life is like a hurricane Here in Duckburg Race cars, lasers, airplanes It's a duck

-blur We might solve a mystery Or rewrite history Ducktales, whoo

-ooh Every day they're out there making Ducktales Whoo

-ooh Tales of derring

-do Bad and good

-luck tales Whoo

-ooh D

-d

-danger lurks behind you There's a stranger out to find you What to do? Just grab on to some Ducktales Whoo

-ooh Every day they're out there Making Ducktales Whoo

-ooh Tales of daring bad and good Not phony tales or cottontails

- No, Ducktales!

- Whoo

-ooh! Huh! Nuh! Guh! Did you know there's a m*llitary

-grade bedsheet tuck

-in that's often used as an interrogation technique? Bathroom? Down the hall, on the left.

Aah! Aunt Magica.

[SINISTER LAUGHTER]

The home of Scrooge McDuck is safe no more! What do we do first? My current plan is make popcorn, watch a movie, and then Webby really wants us to brush our teeth.

Dental hygiene can wait! I can feel my powers growing the closer I get to Scrooge's precious Number One Dime.

Listen to this.

[SINISTER LAUGHTER ECHOING]

The amulet thing is already in the bin.

So I just hang out here and wait, right? Ugh! You wait here while the Hunter's Stone searches for Scrooge's dime.

It will bring the dime to you, you will bring the dime to me, and I will unleash its secret mysterious power, striking from within his very home and laying my grim vengeance upon Scrooge McDuck! Mm, mm

-hmm.

So, just hang out here and wait, right? Could you please try to care about our centuries

-old blood feud? You know what I care about.

Bleck.

Fine.

Whatever.

[MOCKING VOICE]

Do this and I'll grant you your dark heart's fondest desire.

Unless you're too busy hanging out with Pinky McHappyBow over there.

Relax, it's just an act.

The lunar eclipse is soon at hand, you little whelp! Don't trust them, Lena.

They'd turn on you in an instant if they knew what you really are.

Tell me where the warheads are! [DOOR OPENS]

We're not done here.

I made us matching friendship bracelets! Mmm, thanks.

Hey, what's this board all about? This is all the info I collected about the McDuck family.

Family tree, articles of importance, lifelong foes It says here Scrooge hates magic.

Oh, yeah, all kinds.

Curses, incantations, card tricks.

He says magic is a supernatural shortcut for hard work.

He won't even allow any spell books in the house.

Wanna see what I snuck into the house? The Grimoire Du Merlock.

An ancient book of magic.

Ever wonder what dark forces loom in the shadows, waiting for the right time to pounce? Uh, no.

Can't say that I have.

Ooh! We should try some spells.

No! Ahem.

Uh, how about we play a game? According to an article I read about slumber parties online, the perfect sleepover game is [BOYS]

Pillow fight!

- Huh?

- Huh? Unh! [GIRLS' BATTLE CRY]



- Hiyah!

- Yah! Yah! [DEWEY]

I regret everything! Aah! You Win! Get out, get out, get out! [GROANING]

Why would we pick a fight with Webby? [MOANING]

Oh! Grab your swim trunks, boys! I know how to salvage the night.

So, Roxanne, I suppose my greatest weakness is that I care too much.

[AMERICAN ACCENT]

Fascinating.

Well, Mr.

McDuck, I can assure you [NORMAL ACCENT]

that you will not come off "likable" doing any of that.

Unfold those arms.

Drop the frown.

"When dealing with the press, S.

O.

S.

" Be sincere, open, and smile! Some find my scowl very appealing.

Aah! The press are vultures looking for the next story to feast on.

I can handle a puff

-piece reporter.

Fine, I'll go easy on you.

[AMERICAN ACCENT]

Now, Mr.

McDuck, I love your accent.

Tell me, what part of Ireland are you from? [GROWLING]

[SPUTTERING]



- [WHIRRING]



- [COINS CLANKING]

[LOUIE]

Up next to the diving board is Dewey Duck, representing the proud country of Dew

-donia.

When asked if he was concerned about the possibly injuring himself on the cold hard cash below, he simply replied, "Nerp!" We hold now for his national anthem.

Oh Dew

-donia, land of the few Home of the duck, clothed all in bluuuuue! [CLAPPING]

Dewey Duck makes his approach.

Word has it he's got a new move: the triple corks

-Dew.

Nailed it!

- [GROWLING]



- Aaaah! [BOTH SCREAMING]

Okay, it's been 20 minutes.

Let me show you how it's done.

Truth.

Okay! What's your deepest, darkest secret? Uh, mmm, dare.

[SCREAMING]

[PANTING]

Dewey was eaten by a magical money shark in the Bin! What? I'm really good at charades.

It's just swimming around in there! Eating money! And children! And money! We have to tell, Mr.

McDuck.



- No!

- No! We might have snuck into the Money Bin without permission.

You realize getting your brother eaten is way worse.

Louie's right.

If we tell Scrooge they snuck into the Bin, Scrooge'll feed them to the shark himself.

Well, we need do something! We need to take care of it ourselves.

Don't you trust me? Okay.

But if there's a monster in the Bin, we need a way to keep safe while looking for it.

Like a boat? But how do we get a boat into the money bin? My best friend Dewey's in trouble! I can feel it.

[SNORING]

[DISTANT CRASH OF HELICOPTER]

Now what do we do? We wait.

[COINS CLANKING]

You lure real sharks with chum, so logically we should be able to lure a money shark with expensive stuff.

Mmm, so long, future inheritance.

Ha ha! I would never have thought to feed Scrooge's family to the Hunter's Stone before it ushers about his destruction.

Well, done, Lena! [LAUGHING]

Next time you give me an amulet that turns into a monster, I'd appreciate a little heads up.

That monster has a name.

Show Tiffany some respect! [GASPS]

Are you wearing a colorful personalized bracelet? It's not that colorful.

[LAUGHING]

Oh my sweet, dumb, dumb little Lena, you're being the worst fool of all: a sentimental fool.

You're actually trying to help them.

No.

I had to do something to keep them from getting Scrooge involved.

And I'm sorry if I don't wanna be k*lled by a money shark! I doubt the sincerity of your apology! Now get out there and stall while Tiffany accumulates mass.

Wait.

It's gonna get bigger? Oh, she's going to get really big and really mad until she gets that dime.

Just don't get eaten until then.

This is coming out of Dewey's portion of the inheritance.

[DEWEY]

Help! Did you know sharks never run out of teeth? They have the most powerful jaws on the planet.

On average, there are about 100 shark att*cks a year.

Dude, now is not the time! Facts comfort me when I'm nervous! It's clearly a magical creature.

So there's only one way to defeat it:

- magic!

- Nope! It's a shark, and the Junior Woodchuck Guide clearly states once a shark is Back! It's back.

Look! I'm just gonna crash into it.

No, Dewey's in there! Louie! Money bags! [GRUNTS]

Gotcha! [HUEY STRAINING]

Ha ha ha! Stupid shark! Aah! [BOTH SCREAMING]

Ya know, until the 16th century, sharks were referred to as "sea dogs.

" Aaah! Whoa! Dewey's brothers! There's the man of the hour! Roxanne Featherly.

It's an honor and privilege to meet you, Mr.

McDuck.

Such a fan.

When you forced Medusa to take a good hard look at herself in the mirror, it changed me.

And her.

Into stone.

[BOTH LAUGHING]

Most people don't know about that.

Well, most people aren't me.

Now, don't worry, this interview is just the two of us having a conversation.

[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]

I'm here with multi

-millionaire menace Scrooge McDuck, who values profit over people's lives.

I'll take your awkward smile as a confirmation that you enjoy feeling superior to everyone in the now

-ravaged town of Duckburg.



- No, I

- Now, Mr.

McDuck, I can't quite place your accent.

Tell me, what part of Ireland are you from? [GROWLING]

I found a protection spell! We'll need a bunch of herbs and a cauldron.

Uh, grab that spice rack and, um, that collectable popcorn bucket.

Uh, I don't know, Webby.

It's not good to mess with this magic stuff.

I'm pretty sure I got this.

[CHANTING]

All evil energies leave this space.

Go back from whence you came, you get outta my face! Ugh, I hate Magic.

You hold your tongue.

Magic is the family business.

And the more we use it, the more likely I am to get caught.

Don't need magic.

Need your wits.

And some kind of shark

-stopping thing.

And maybe a snack.

Uh, Launchpad? Uh

-oh.

Launchpad's hungry.

Hungry for vengeance.

Launchpad Vengeance.

For Dewey! [BOTH]

Launchpad! Anyway, crash boat now? Yes! Or no!

- Just go!

- Move! [ENGINE STARTS]

Nnn!

- Oh!

- Oh! Nnn! [LAUNCHPAD]

I'm comin', Dewey! Aaah! Jump! [LAUNCHPAD, INSIDE SHARK]

Oh, hey, guys! Next time, we have a sleepover at my house.

with a rich Celtic tradition connected to, but entirely distinct from the rest of the United Kingdom! And, secondly, I have done far more good than harm for Duckburg.

Ask anyone! Will do.

Joining us for comment via satellite from his office that was recently ravaged by Scrooge's blameworthy beanstalk, Flintheart Glomgold.

Curse you, McDuck! Roxanne, good to see you.

And you.

You can't believe this tam o'shanter

-wearing terror! [GASPS]

Oh, shameful.

We can't all afford top hats, you rich snob! You're rich, too, you malevolent mountebank! You'd best believe it, Scroogey! I'm rolling in it! Then what is your point?! I'm glad that beanstalk crushed your office!

- [CAMERA OPERATORS GASP]



- Ohh! "Lena, do my bidding.

Lena, find a tiny dime in a sea of dimes.

Lena, don't get mad when my money shark tries to eat you!" Lena, I found something! According to this, to stop an enchanted force, you must remove its power source or b*at it with a stronger magical totem.

We can use our friendship bracelets! Friendship is the greatest magic of all! That's not how magic works.

But the shark is made of coins, so maybe if we can find some kind of coin that holds a special significance, we can stop it.

Oh! Like Scrooge's Number One Dime? Oh, is that a thing? Like, do you know where it could be? Scrooge keeps it in his pocket at all times.

What?! The stupid dime isn't even stupid in here? We need to get to Scrooge now.

What are you doing? Our friendship is all the magic we need.

Don't you trust me? [CHANTING]

With the hand of my best friend, we bring about the money shark's end! Webby, stop! It's not working! Just believe! Again, with feeling.

With the hand of my best friend, we bring about the money shark's end.

With the hand of my best friend, we bring about the money shark's end.

With the hand of my best friend You sentimental fool! You don't know what you're doing! You're gonna get us k*lled! [GASPS]

[GROWLING]

[GLOMGOLD]

My building was destroyed, and he just gets away with it? You tried to blow up my office at least twice this week.

Three times if you count right now! Now! Now! Well, this is embarrassing.

Roxanne, you can't trust the word of my sworn enemies whose only pastime is constantly plotting against me.

There is absolutely no truth to the claims that my treasure hunting is in any way dangerous to Duckburg.

This just in, Scrooge McDuck's treasure has transformed into a money shark and Hold on.

I'm being told it now has legs.

Of course it does.

For those just tuning in, a money shark appears to be heading to Duckburg, where it's sure to cause untold destruction.

Citizens are rushing over in boats to collect the falling gold debris.

It seems Scrooge's fortune is now up for grabs.

Glomgold, your thoughts? Huh! Awk! Me money! And the safety of the fine citizens of Duckburg.

[ROARING]

[ROARING]



- [ROARING]



- [SCREAMING]

On the bright side, it's not just trying to k*ll us anymore.

Why did you break our chant? Is our friendship not magical enough for you?

- Webby

- [CAR HORN HONKING]

When I see Launchpad, I'm docking him a day's wages.

[ROARING]

Look! It must be after Scrooge's Number One Dime! Why would you think that? I dunno, a a reason.

No time to think.

We gotta go! Heave off! That's my money! Oy! Gilt gills! Come and get me.

[ROARING]

My Number One Dime! [STRAINING]

Ohh! Oh, no you don't, you predatory piggy bank!

- Yaah!

- [GROWLING]

Yaah!

- [BOYS]

Hi, Uncle Scrooge!

- [LAUNCHPAD]

Hi, Mr.

McDee! [SCROOGE]

Everyone.

Mr.

McDuck! [SINISTER LAUGHTER]

Hah! Hyah! [ROARING]

[BOTH, GASPING]

The dime! Ha! Here! Here, girl! Oh! Whoa! Get me that dime, and you'll finally have everything you've ever wanted! And how am I supposed to get it without being eaten alive? Ah, you'll figure it out.

[WEBBY]

Lena! Look out! [GROWLING]

Webby! No! [WHIMPERING]

Aah! Aah! [PANTING]

Huh? Lena! Why'd you save me? I thought you were mad at me.

We're friends, you beautiful idiot! I don't care what you did! [RUMBLING]

Aah! Webby! With the hand of my best friend we bring about the money shark's end! Looks like someone's a hugger after all.



- Don't tell anyone.



- Mmm! Dewey! Don't you ever get eaten by a magical Money Bin shark again, you hear me, boy? Uh! Okay.

[MUTTERING]

Yah! No, no, not you again.

Roxanne Featherly reporting live from the scene, where Scrooge's apparent generosity has provided a much

-needed economic boost to Duckburg.

Scrooge McDuck, tarnished tycoon turned humble hometown hero.

[BACKUP WARNING BEEPING]

I [MUTTERING]

[BOTH STRAINING]

Aah! Thank you, kind sir! You're welcome.

[SIGHS]

My Number One Dime! Mwah! Let's get out of here before these scavengers throw me a parade.

But how did all this happen in the first place? You had the dime in your grasp! No, your crazy shark had the dime in its throat, so excuse me if I didn't want to be eaten! You would've probably survived! But you cared more about your stupid "friends" than you did about your own family! Your shark was out of control.

The dime does neither of us any good if I'm dead.

I had no choice.

You had a choice, and you chose wrong! You're not supposed to think.

You're supposed to follow orders.

Maybe I'm tired of following orders.

I'm done.



- You can't get rid of me.



- Hmm! [STRAINING]

I'm the only one who can give you what you truly want.

[STRAINING]

Your dark heart's fondest desire.

Your freedom.

[SIGHS]

Whatever you say, Aunt Magica.

[SNORING]

[HELICOPTER HOVERING]

Good morning, Donald!