09x25 - Pups Save a Flamingo Dancer/Pups Save a Mayor and Her Mini

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♪ PAW Patrol, PAW Patrol ♪

♪ We'll be there on the double ♪

♪ Whenever there's a problem ♪

♪ Round Adventure Bay ♪

♪ Ryder and his team of pups ♪

♪ Will come and save the day ♪

♪ Marshall, Rubble, Chase, Rocky, Zuma, Skye ♪

♪ Yeah, they're on the way ♪

♪ PAW Patrol, PAW Patrol ♪

♪ Whenever you're in trouble ♪

♪ PAW Patrol, PAW Patrol ♪

♪ We'll be there on the double ♪

♪ No job is too big, no pup is too small ♪

♪ PAW Patrol, we're on a roll ♪

♪ So here we go, PAW Patrol, whoa-oh-oh ♪

♪ PAW Patrol, whoa-oh-oh-oh, PAW Patrol ♪

(Birds squawking)

TRACKER: Uno, dos, tres, cuatro!

(Scratching)

- Arriba! - All right!

Oh, yeah.

Listen to Marshall beat that drum.

Cool moves, pups.

This will be a great dance festival.

Bailamos! Let's dance.

(Playing flamenco-style guitar)

Julia and Julius, it's time to practice

our fiery flamenco dance.

(Chickaletta clucking)

Fantástico.

The Goodways are sure to win the flamenco contest.

Have some papaya juice, everybody.

Drink a lot when it's hot. (Chuckling)

(Car horn honking)

(Squawking)

(Car horn honking)

(Trumpeting)

Escuchen. Listen.

Someone's coming!

Winnie Winnington? I'm surprised to see you here.

Yes. I'm used to far better jungles.

This one is much too green and too hot.

Someone really ought to do something

about the air conditioning.

Meet my champion Flora.

She's here to win the flamingo contest.

Winnie, I think you're a little confused.

It's a flamenco contest. Flamenco is a dance.

A flamingo is a bird.

I knew that. "Flamenco" is Spanish for "flamingo."

(Giggling)

Es verdad. It's true.

Not to mention the fact... (Chuckling)

...but I shall.

My bird Flora happens to be an excellent dancer.

I hope you don't mind if I just check the contest rule.

Oh, no. Something's wrong with Flora.

She's losing her feathers.

It's okay. She's just molting.

That's what some birds do before they grow new feathers.

Go on, Flora.

Show them what a true animal artiste can do.

(Squawking)

Oh. She must not feel like dancing.

Well, of course not. Not without her hat.

I'll get it.

I don't think Flora's problem is the hat.

Flamingos do have a special dance,

but only when they're with other flamingos.

Come on, pups. Let's finish setting up for the festival.

We should cheer Flora up...

...and find her more flamingos to dance with.

- Auntie Mayor, can we-- - I'll be right with you both.

I just have a few more rules to check.

Dad, is it okay if we find our friend someone to dance with?

Yes, but don't go too far.

- We won't. - We won't.

Come with us, Flora.

We'll find you some flamingos to dance with.

Maybe she'll follow us if we pretend to be flamingos.

(Imitating a bird's squawking)

Honk-honk. I don't see any flamingos yet.

Me, either. But we're not supposed to go too far.

Then we'll just go as far as those flowers over there.

No flamingos here.

Well, we won't go too far.

Just over to that tree.

- (Monkey gibbering) - (Gasping)

- Monkeys! - Julius, stop.

Dad said we shouldn't go too far.

I've found the rule about who can enter the flamenco contest.

Anyone.

That means that Flora can compete.

She's "anyone," isn't she?

I found Flora's dancing hat.

Now, where is my beautiful bird?

And where are the twins?

Oh, Julia? Julius?

Julia? Julius?

Flora, Flora? Flora!

Silencio, por favor. Quiet, please.

Hmm. Nada. Nothing.

They must've gone too far.

The twins told me they wanted to find their friend

someone to dance with.

I told them not to go too far.

Where could they be?

Poochie pack, you must find my Flora!

We will. No flamenco dancers are too far.

No pup is too small.

PAW Patrol, to the PAW Patroller.

PUPS: Ryder needs us.

(Barking, howling)

Whoa!

- Marshall! - Look out.

Whoa!

(Thudding)

I was on a drum roll.

(Everyone laughing)

(Giggling)

(Barking, howling, laughing)

PAW Patrol ready for action, Ryder, sir.

Thanks for hurrying, pups.

RYDER: Julia and Julius wandered off

to find a flamingo friend for Flora.

(Squawking)

Flora is also missing.

So, for this mission, I'll need Skye.

Use your goggles and look for Flora from the air.

This puppy has got to fly.

And Chase. You'll look for clues

and use your megaphone to call Julia and Julius.

Chase is on the case.

And Tracker. You'll use your ears to search

and your cables to move quickly through the jungle.

I'm all ears.

All right. PAW Patrol is on a roll.

- (Barking, howling) - ♪ PAW Patrol ♪

♪ Go, go, go, go, go, go, go ♪

- ♪ Skye ♪ - (Giggling)

♪ Go, go, go, go, go, go, go ♪

♪ Chase ♪

♪ Go, go, go, go, go, go, go ♪

♪ Go, go, go, go, go, go, go ♪

- (Helicopter blades whirring) - (Siren wailing)

♪ Go, go, go, go, go, go, go ♪

♪ Go, go, go, go, go, go, go ♪

(Gibbering)

I found them. I found them!

You may have found the monkeys, but now we're lost.

(Squawking)

And we still haven't found flamingo friends for Flora.

Maybe Flora would like to dance with the monkeys.

(Helicopter blades whirring)

(Siren wailing)

Julia, Julius, are you out there?

I don't hear anyone.

(Sniffing) I smell papaya juice.

(Gasping) The twins were drinking juice.

They must've come this way.

(Engines revving)

Ryder to Skye. See if you can spot them

on the trail ahead of us.

Roger, Ryder.

A pink feather!

That must be from Flora.

I bet she's with the twins.

But where would they be going?

Carlos said flamingos are happier

when they're with a flock.

The twins must be trying to help Flora find the other flamingos.

SKYE: Another feather.

This is the right way.

Follow me.

Oh, where are you, Julia and Julius?

They'll be okay, Gustavo.

The PAW Patrol are looking for them.

Well, I'm not counting on the canine crew to find my Flora.

Be careful, Winnie. It's a jungle out there.

Oh, this jungle is so thick,

I can barely see what's in front of me.

I need a far better view to find my Flora.

(Gasping) Leaves, leaves and more leaves.

I've never seen such shoddy landscaping.

- (Rattling) - (Gasping, shouting)

I see something pink down there.

It's Flora and the twins.

Ryder, I found them.

They're on the trail just ahead of you.

(Siren wailing)

PAW Patrol! You found us.

Hola, amigos.

I'm glad you're okay, Julia and Julius.

You know, you shouldn't go hiking without a grown-up.

We didn't mean to get lost.

We just wanted to help Flora find a friend.

But instead, I found monkeys.

- (Squawking) - I hear flamingos

down that path.

Paw-some. Let's take Flora to them.

WINNIE: Help! (Shouting)

Hold on. Someone's in trouble.

(Gasping) That way.

I'll check it out.

- (Rattling) - (Shouting)

Oh, hello there, "Flye."

I insist you get me down out of this tree.

My name is Skye, Winnie,

and I'd be happy to give you a lift.

(Barking) Harness.

(Shouting)

Let me down. Let me down!

My designer boots are getting scuffed.

Ryder, I found Winnie in a tree,

but I can't lift her out.

Her feet are stuck in the vines.

Then we'll split up the team.

Tracker, you and I will help Winnie.

Chase, you help the twins take Flora

to the flock of flamingos.

(Engines revving, siren wailing)

(Helicopter blades whirring)

(Squawking)

(Gasping, shouting)

Ay-yi-yi! An eagle.

It must think Winnie is a rival bird.

- (Shouting) Go away! - (Squawking)

I'll save you. (Barking) Cables.

Leave Señorita Winnie alone.

Ha-ha. I'm too fast for you.

Rescue me faster, barky bunch.

Flora and I have a contest to win.

Ryder, I'll try to lead that eagle away from Tracker.

(Squawking)

(Gibbering)

Well, aren't you an enormous help.

Ryder to Chase. We've rescued Winnie

with some extra-big help.

And we found the flamingos.

(Squawking)

That's a cool dance.

Let's invite them to the festival

so everyone can see it.

I know who can help us with that.

(Barking) Megaphone.

Go ahead, Marshall. I'll put on the speaker microphone.

Honk-honk. Flamingos, follow Chase to the festival.

Honk-honk-honk.

And now for our special guests,

Flora and the Flamingos!

(Playing flamenco-style guitar)

Muchas gracias, PAW Patrol,

for finding the twins and Flora.

You're welcome. Whenever your dancers have disappeared,

just honk-honk for help.

Thanks to you ruff-ruff rangers,

Flora has abandoned me to join the flock.

And that leaves me without a competitor

for the flamenco contest.

- (Gibbering) - Huh?

Hey. I found another monkey.

(Playing flamenco-style guitar)

Go, Big Hairy!

- Woo-hoo! - (Laughing)

The contest winner is Big Hairy!

Furry fellow, I want to take you on as an animal artiste.

I can tell you have what it takes

to be a really big star.

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- Oh, yeah. - Yeah!

He's good.

I can't wait for Julia and Julius

to get here for our play date.

Which game do you think they like to play?

Soccer, basketball, tennis?

Everybody loves ping-pong, dude.

(Laughing)

Hi, pups. I can't wait to play.

- (Grunting) - (Howling)

Thanks again for keeping an eye on my niece and nephew, Ryder.

I have an extra-busy day ahead.

No problem, Mayor Goodway. I bet mayors have a lot to do.

Oh, yes. Today, I'm dedicating the new goalposts

at the sports field.

Then, it's off to Mr. Porter's café for a photo op.

He named a sandwich after my auntie.

I'm honored, of course. Then, off to the pier

to dedicate the new anchor for Cap'n Turbot's boat.

And don't forget,

you're going to Farmer Al and Yumi's, too.

I'm getting an official sneak peek

at the parade float they've made.

It's for the Flower Petal Festival.

Can I come along, auntie?

I want to learn how to do mayor stuff like you.

Oh, that's so sweet.

Julius, would you like to come with us, too?

No thanks. I'm the leader of the pack.

(Barking, panting)

Come along, then, my mini-mayor.

We have official business to conduct.

Chickaletta and I hope you have a happy Adventure Bay day.

And so does Itty-Bitty Chicky.

(Squeaking)

- (Chuckling) - Oh.

May these new goalposts

bring the thrill of victory to our fair town.

- (Clucking) - (Shutter clicking)

MR. PORTER: It's the Mayor Goodway special.

Ham and mayor-naise.

(Chuckling)

(Shutter clicking)

- (Giggling) - (Giggling)

As mayor of Adventure Bay,

I hereby officially dedicate this anchor.

May it keep the Flounder safely in place.

(Liquid dribbling)

(Gasping)

I'm so glad you came to see

our special project, Mayor Goodway.

And I brought my special mini-mayor.

Oh, such an excellent job. It looks lovely.

Bravo. Um, what is it?

To celebrate the Flower Petal Festival,

we made this parade float that everyone can decorate

with petals from all over town.

Yep. Just stick them on. Give it a try, Ms. Mini-Mayor.

Cool!

I mean, excellent job.

This mayor is duly impressed.

It gets even better. On Flower Festival day,

I'll drive this all around town so everyone can see it.

And you and Chickaletta will ride on it from right there.

You can wave to the crowd like it's a one-float parade.

It's a mayor's dream come true.

And a mini-mayor's, too.

Let's practice waving, Chickaletta.

(Clucking)

We'll decorate the float

after Al and I attach the steering wheel.

See? That button starts the engine.

Then I'll climb under there and drive,

so folks can't see me under all the petals.

Foolproof, huh?

YUMI: It is if you tell me

where you put the steering wheel, Al.

It's over by the feed sacks. I'll show you.

Can Itty-Bitty Chicky and I

practice waving, too?

Of course, sweetie.

(Shouting)

- (Engine revving) - What was that?

Oh, no! We seem to be stuck.

Uh-oh.

(Garbie bleating)

(Screaming)

(Bleating)

Whoa-h*-h*!

Mayor, Mini-Mayor, Garbie!

Come back.

You need a driver! Oh, no.

Yumi, call the PAW Patrol.

- (Giggling) - I love playing pup ping-pong.

(Phone ringing)

Farmer Yumi? Is something wrong?

Well, we made a parade float for the Flower Petal Festival,

and it drove off by itself.

Now it's heading toward town.

Oh, no. Have you warned Mayor Goodway?

Actually, she's stuck on it.

So is Julia and Garbie and a couple of daisies.

See, it's covered in glue.

We're on our way.

No parade float is too sticky. No pup is too small.

PAW Patrol, to the Lookout.

PUPS: Ryder needs us.

Whoopsie. Whoa!

- Careful, Marshall! - Look out.

Whoa!

(Thudding)

Your serve, Julius.

(Everyone laughing)

(Elevator bell dinging)

PAW Patrol ready for action, Ryder, sir.

Thanks for coming, pups. We've got a sticky situation.

We've got to rescue Mayor Goodway and Julia

from a runaway parade float covered in glue.

- Look out! - (Bleating)

Wow. Sounds very creative.

Yeah. But we have to stop it

before half the town gets stuck to it.

So, for this mission, I'll need Chase.

You'll use your cones to keep cars and folks

away from that sticky float.

Chase is on the case.

And I'll need Marshall.

You'll drive alongside the float

and use your ladder

to help Mayor Goodway and Julia climb off.

I'm fired up.

Julius, you can ride along with me.

(Imitating dog barking) I'll be a real almost-pup.

All right. PAW Patrol is on a roll.

(Barking, howling)

♪ PAW Patrol ♪

♪ Go, go, go, go, go, go, go ♪

♪ PAW Patrol ♪

♪ Go, go, go, go, go, go, go ♪

Whoa. Whoa!

Whoa!

♪ Chase ♪

♪ Go, go, go, go, go, go, go ♪

♪ Go, go, go, PAW Patrol ♪

(Siren wailing)

♪ Go, go, go, go, go, go, go ♪

- Whoa! - ♪ Marshall ♪

(Barking)

♪ Go, go, go, go, go, go, go ♪

♪ Go, go, go, go, go, go, go ♪

♪ PAW Patrol, PAW Patrol ♪

(Engines revving, siren wailing)

(Tires squealing)

(Clucking)

I know. We're all frightened,

but stay calm.

Come to the Adventure Bay Flower Festival, everyone.

(Siren wailing)

Wow. Being mayor looks more fun than I thought, Julia.

Oh, no!

Not that much fun. Yow!

Chase, clear the traffic ahead.

On it, Ryder.

(Barking) Cones.

Whew! Close one.

Whoa!

Don't worry, mayor. We'll help everyone off.

But we're all stuck.

Marshall, use your water cannon to loosen the glue.

Sure thing.

(Barking) Water cannon.

(Bleating)

(Tires squealing)

(Gasping)

Okay, everyone. Climb on my ladder.

(Barking) Ladder.

Whoa!

Whee!

- Whoa! - (Bleating)

Uh-oh. Now my ladder is stuck.

See if you can loosen your ladder

with your water cannon.

I can't get a clear shot.

No! Not my precious tulips.

Weren't we going to add them to the float anyway, auntie?

Well, I suppose so.

(Gasping) Yikes!

Good news, auntie. We're going up a hill.

Maybe it'll slow us down.

Good news indeed, my little mini-mayor niece.

Ah, and the lesson here, Julia, is that as mayors,

we should remain calm despite the many challenges.

(Screaming)

Help!

I think I can finally hit it.

It worked! I'm free, Ryder.

Try to get Mayor Goodway and Julia free again, Marshall.

Okay, but they're really swerving.

A mayor should always stay calm. We just need something like...

(Gasping) ...an anchor,

like the new one on Cap'n Turbot's boat.

Great idea, Julia. Skye, copter to the Flounder

and borrow Cap'n Turbot's new anchor.

This puppy has got to fly.

It's anchors away for this watery weed-bearer.

- (Helicopter blades whirring) - Cap'n Turbot?

May I borrow your anchor for a rescue?

Sure. Glad to share my shiny new ship-stopper.

(Chuckling)

Hurry, Skye.

We've got to stop them before they hit the goalposts.

Oh, no! They're brand new.

There's Skye with the anchor.

(Helicopter blades whirring)

We have one chance, Skye.

That's all I need, Ryder.

Woo-hoo!

- Nice! - Whoa!

(Bleating)

You're so lucky getting to ride with the PAW Patrol, Julius.

Yeah, but being mini-mayor

looked like a real roller coaster ride.

I want to go on the backwards sticky float next time.

(Chuckling) Let's hope there is no next time.

Don't see how, since our parade float

is pretty much a mess.

Not to this mini-mayor. It's covered with all of the stuff

that makes Adventure Bay what it is.

Right. Even Auntie Mayor's tulips.

Such wisdom from our youth.

This will be our finest Flower Petal Festival ever.

Thanks to all, especially the PAW Patrol.

You're welcome.

Whenever you're really stuck, just yelp for help.

WOMAN: Hey! That's my mailbox.

Ooh. My lawn mower is famous.

- Wow. - (Laughing)

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