01x23 - The Most Dangerous Duck Hunt

[bunniefuu]

[theme song playing]

♪ On the road to glory ♪

♪ Ain't no turning back ♪

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♪ The Ducks are here to play ♪

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[c.speakerTop]♪ Ducks rock ♪

♪ Mighty Ducks ♪

♪ Here come the Mighty Ducks ♪

♪ Burning up the ice ♪

♪ Just try and stop
the Mighty Ducks ♪

♪ And you're gonna pay
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♪ Fighting for the gold ♪

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let's go ♪

♪ Let's go ♪

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♪ Mighty Ducks, ducks rock ♪

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♪ Mighty Ducks ♪♪

[rock music playing]

[commentator]
As the clock ticks down
in the second period

the Rhode Island Rattlers
can grab the lead...

[grunts]

And the ducks save the day!

[Mighty Ducks]
Ducks rock!

We haven't saved the day yet.

Drake One has picked up
teleportation energy downtown.

Yes, sounds like
Dragaunus' g*ons.

Let's rock!

Are you out of your minds?

The third period
starts in ten minutes.

Chill, Phil, we'll make it.
Just gotta save the world.

[collapses]

Oh... this experiment
will never work, Siege.

[engine whirring]

I'll have this
set in 30 seconds.

That's too bad
'cause in 20 seconds
you'll be sorry and sushi.

[laser blasting]

Yeaow!

[Wildwing]
Tanya, what is that thing?

Ah!... I have no idea.

That's it! We're out of here.

"Goodnight, Mrs. Calabash,
wherever you are."

[beeping]

Oh, it's gonna blow!

-It didn't blow.
-That explains why I'm not
peeling myself off the wall.

That's no expl*sive.
It's some kind of
a heat generation-- oh!

Whoa! Major meltdown.

I'll analyze this later.

[commentator]
Okay, 15 seconds to the start
of the third period.

How could they do this to me?

Those crummy ducks,
those web-footed traitors!

[crowd cheering loudly]

Those...

beautiful ducks.

[Tanya]
Solaranite!

That's what caused the building
to melt.

It's one of the rarest
elements on the planet.

-So how'd Dragaunus get it?
-I don't know.

It's only found
in an small island called
the Lichtenstamp.

If Dragaunus is using
Solaranite, we better check out
his source.

All right!
A trip to a tropical island.

Woo-hoo!

[Phil]
Hold it, my little bubulas.

My little merchandising
mavens.

You got a photo sh**t.

You're the official sports ducks
for "Food in a Boot".

It's an "All you can eat"
photo opp.

You know, maybe some of us
should stay here

just in case, you know,
Dragaunus tries to eat,
I mean, you know,

start something.

I must aid my fellow duck
with his

spiritual nourishment.

All right, all right.

Mallory, stay here
and keep an eye on 'em.

Ugh... thanks, guys.

Whoa, that's Lichtenstamp?

[Tanya]
I can see why it isn't
a major tourist destination.

Uhh... still there's nothing
like a warm tropical night.

[Tanya]
Not exactly Paradise Resorts.

[Duke]
Woah! More like,
Club Frakenstein.

Well, at least we seem welcome.

[wolves barking]

[all gasps]

You know, I ain't sure
I wanna be quite this welcome.

[man speaking in German accent]
Well, well,
if it isn't the Mighty Ducks.

I am Baron Von Lichtenstamp.

Your fame has spread
even to my remote
little corner of the world.

To what do I owe
the honor of your presence?

I lost my hand in a wolf hunt.

But the wolf lost his head!

I lost my leg to a crocodile.

And this, a gorilla.
[mimics gorilla]

My passion is hunting,
the thrill of the chase.

It's an eternal struggle of man
against savage beast.

-We better get out of here
before duck season.
-[Baron] I've hunted them all--

Yeah, look, Baron,
we're here on an urgent mission.

Pity. I was hoping we might...
hunt... together.

We want to see
your Solaranite operation...
tonight.

Very well...
Let me change into something
more appropriate.

I hope he doesn't plan
to make us permanent fixtures.

Oh, come on,
just because he's got a few,
you know, eccentricities...

[all gasps]

Like, built-in sleep gas vents.

Fight it, fight it, guys.

[yawns]
You bet, just as soon as I take
a little nap.

I... [collapses]

[snores]

[laser drilling]

[Baron]
The ducks came as you predicted.

In exchange for the sport
I have planned for them...

the Solaranite is yours.

What about the mask?

You shall have it...

when Wildwing's head
hangs on my wall.

[birds trill]

[groans]

What happened?

[groans]

[Wildwing]
I don't understand it.

Someone took our weapons
and my armor

but left our utility pucks.

-Yeah, and my saber.
-And my omnitool.

Of course!
It wouldn't be sporting
to leave you undefended.

You maniac!
What's going on here?

A hunt, my good fellow.

I am the hunter...

and youare the huntees.

Guys... I think we just made
the endangered species list.

I do so enjoy a challenge.

This will be a delightful hunt.
[laughs]

[Wildwing]
Maybe water will cool it off.

[groans]

If it's heat you're seeking...

try this!

[gasps]
Whoa!

[grunts]

Heat seekers like it hot so...

Maybe I could pass it off
as a fashion statement.

These ducks are tougher games
than I thought.

Ugh! But that's sport,
Baguette.

Besides, I have plenty
of arrows, so they can't
outsmart them all.

-Ow!
-[Duke] Oopsie...

Sorry, Colonel Clunk.
Did we break your bow?

We were aiming for your head.

[grunts] Ooh!

Excellent strategy, ducks.

But I have a counter move.

I think we got the upper hand.

Wanna bet?

Such worthy adversaries.

This will be the greatest hunt
in the annals of sport.

It's a tracking device.

The Baron can watch
our every move.

We gotta clip that bird's wings.

Sit tight and just leave it
to me.

[grunts]

One bird coming down.

[grunting]

Correction, one duck going up!

[both grunts]

[groans]

Come here!

So much for that tin turkey.

What!

My noble Icarus.

Lead low
by those dastardly ducks.

This is all part of the sport.

The eternal struggle
of man against beast.

But besides, I have my own...

beasts.

We gotta make our way back
to the castle.

[growling]

Oh, great,
more the Baron's special pets.

Well, at least there isn't
a house break.

Those vines.

[grunts]

[Tanya]
Whoa!

[grunts]

[strains]

-Duke...
-I'm gonna draw
these metal heads off.

You get to the castle.

[growling]

Come on, you mutants.
Bet you can't catch me.

[Duke groans]

We can't just leave him.

And we can't jump
this gorge either.

We'll split up
and find a way across.

[screams]

[groans]

Oh!

The baron's robotic technology
is very impressive.

But it's still no match
for my omnitool.

Uh... uh...

Oh, no.

[sighs]

Well, time for some
fancy foot work.

Excuse me.
See you later, alligator.

[grunts]

Take that!

Oh, I hate to almost
get eaten and run

but you know how it is. Ha!

[strains]

Oh...
I think I've had enough
of this monkey business.

Catch. [strains]

'Twas boulders slayed the beast.

Wildwing, over here!

-Look!
-[Duke] Anybody got a bone?

No, no, down, stay!

Bad robotic wolves.

Very, very bad.

Oh, boy.

[Wildwing whistles]

Come and get me,
you metal mutts.

[growling]

Who wants a drumstick?
Who wants a wing?

[growling]

Now, Tanya!

[howls]

[whimpers]

Well, so much for the Baron's
little hunting party, huh?

Yeah, that should teach him
not to mess
with the Mighty Ducks.

-Ready for transport,
Lord Dragaunus.
-Excellent.

The sooner I have that
Solaranite, the sooner
the world will be mine.

Those cursed ducks!

They ruined my beautiful
hunting machines.

That does it!
No more Mr. Nice Baron.

-[ground rumbling]
-What else can he throw at us?

Uh, nothing really.

Just an armored as*ault vehicle
with high-powered lasers

and surface-to-air missiles.

This is your idea of sport,
Baron?

The heck with sport,
this is w*r!

You stinking ducks,
I'll annihilate you!

How does he expect to mount us
on his wall if he blows us
to bits?

I don't want trophies,
I want duck pate.

[laughs]

Hurry, the sooner
that m*ssile is loaded

the sooner I can throw the world
into utter chaos!

Boss, you're the life
of the party.

Huh?

Now's our chance,
let's go!

Woah!

Oh, no!

[straining]

Hey, hey, hey, relax.
It's just jungle tar.

Yeah, but that stain
will never come out.

Wait, I've got an idea.

[all grunting]

We're gonna stop the Baron,
and this stuff's gonna help us
do it.

[Phil] You're really great,
babes.

But, Grin, Grin, come here.

I want you to really
try to feel

like you're an anchovy.

Can you do that?
Can you go to that place?

[Mallory]
This is totally embarrassing.

Yeah, the pizza stinks! Bah!

And I can't get in touch
with my... inner anchoviness.

What we need is a nice,
bad emergency.
[beeping]

Guys, it's Mallory.

Guys, come in.

Woah!
Check out the homing signal.

Their comms are practically
sitting on each other.

That's why they're not
answering.

Someone's taken their comms.

All right!
The guys are in trouble.

Goodbye, pie!

-To the Aerowing.
-Hey, hey, where do you think
you're going here?

Later, Phil,
gotta rescue the guys.

Hey, wait! Wait, come back.

You haven't posed
for the giant calzone, yet!

You can't hide from my radar.

-Or my firepower!
-[beeping]

Oh, really?

Well, firepower is no match...

for feather power!

[grunts]
Ooh... aah...

But I can still see you,
pathetic poultry.

Fill her up?
Check your oil?

Tar your windows?

You're history, ducks.
You're toast!

Ah!

What! It's a oh, ah...

[coughing hoarsely]

[coughing]
Oh, thank goodness
for my seatbelt.

[Lord Dragaunus]
De-cloak Raptor.

Launch Solaranite m*ssile.

Nothing can stop me now!

Dragaunus, the ducks,
they are loose.
[coughing]

-You were saying?
-No matter!

The m*ssile is on its way
to the north pole.

It will melt the ice cap

and flood every coastal city
in the world.

And the ducks
will never stop it in time!

[Duke]
Guess again, lizard lips.

Now, let's be reasonable,
it was just a harmless game.

I love ducks, some of my best
meals were ducks.

- Guys, come in.
-Yo, bro, we figured
you were in trouble.

We're okay now
but we need the Aerowing fast.

Hey, hey! We deliver
in 30 seconds or less.

[Wildwing]
Let's rock, little bro,
we've got a m*ssile to catch.

Yo! Who runs this spook house?

The guy who gave us
all the trouble.

Don't worry,
we have taken care of him.

I'll get those stinking ducks
if it's the last thing I do.

But no more playing fair.
No, no, no more
sporting chances.

Next time I hunt them
with my aircraft carrier!

[Mallory]
We're approaching the north pole

and I've got the m*ssile
on radar.

Lock and load.

Locking and rocking, girlfriend.

[Wildwing] In about ten seconds
that thing's gonna melt
the north pole.

This one's for you, Santa.

[Nosedive]
Fellow, ducks,

we just saved Christmas!

-Uh, should we tell him?
-Naah...

Let's wait until he's
a little older.

[theme music playing]