11x26 - Pups Save the Space Kitty/Pups Save the Sea Sponges

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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 ♪

[Straining]

Phew! Who knew six fire pups

could go through so much laundry?

MARSHALL: Hang on, Rubble.

I'll help you fold once I'm done cleaning the paw prints

off the fire po-- whoa! Whoa!

Whoa!

[Crashing]

Talk about a soft landing!

[Laughing]

Hmm.

Come on, cuz, it's getting late.

I sincerely suggest we set sail super soon.

No, no, no.

I cannot possibly leave dressed like this. Ugh.

Uh, you're dressed like me.

Exactly. I have standards.

We must wait until my pants are dry.

If only Wally had not soaked me with such a big splash.

I warned you!

When you wrestle with a walrus, you will get wet!

Hmm. The right leg could be drier,

but the left leg is--

is on fire!

[Yelping]

Forget the burning britches. We need to leave the lighthouse.

[Screaming]

[Wind gusting]

[Breathing heavily]

These overalls are as hard to run in as they are to look at!

Ahh!

Whoa!

[Grunting]

I'll call our capable canine comrades

about this calamitous combustion.

[Communicator beeping]

RYDER: Hey, pups.

Need any help putting the clothes away?

No thanks, Ryder.

We have everything under control.

[Marshall chuckling]

See? Totally under control.

[Both laughing]

- [Chuckling] - [Communicator ringing]

Hi, Cap'n Turbot. Hi, Francois. Is everything okay?

I'm afraid not, Ryder.

My careless cousin left a lit lantern

too close to his drying jeans, and they caught on fire!

It was an accident!

And now, the fire has spread to the lighthouse!

Open flames can be dangerous when you're not careful.

Please hurry! You have to save the lighthouse!

And if possible, my pants!

What? They are my favorite.

We're on our way!

No pants are too hot, no pup is too small!

[Beeping]

[Alarm sounding]

PAW Patrol to the Fire Rescue Command Center.

PUPS: Ryder needs us.

Oof! Whoa.

- Whoa! - Watch out.

Whoa! Oof!

Phew. Another 'clothes' call.

[Pups laughing]

♪

Fire Rescue Pups ready for action, Ryder, sir.

Thanks for hurrying, pups.

Francois left a lantern too close

to a pair of pants and they caught on fire.

[Yelping]

And now, the fire has spread to the whole lighthouse.

We've got to put it out fast.

It won't be easy.

The lighthouse is on Seal Island,

which means most of us pups can't drive there.

Good point, Marshall. For this mission, I'll need...

Skye.

I need you to fly to Seal Island and fight the fire from above.

This Fire Rescue pup's gotta fly!

And Zuma,

I need you to use your Fire Rescue boat

to blast the flames from sea level.

'Water' we waiting for?

Let's dive in!

And I'll help lead the mission from here.

All right, Fire Rescue pups are on a roll!

♪ PAW Patrol ♪

♪ Go, go, go, go, go, go ♪

♪ Go, go, go ♪

♪ Go, go, go, go ♪

♪ Skye

♪ Go, go ♪

♪

♪ Go, go, go ♪

♪ Zuma! ♪

♪ Go, go, go ♪

♪ Go, go, go, PAW Patrol

♪ Go, go, go, go, go

♪ Go, go, go

♪ Go, go, go, go ♪

♪ Go, go, go, go, go, go, go ♪

♪ Go, go, go, go, go, go ♪

♪ Go, go, go, go, go

♪ Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go ♪

Perhaps if you had been more patient with your pants,

you could have prevented this

particularly perilous predicament.

How can anyone be comfortable

in such ill-fitting pants?

Sit tight, you two!

We'll get that blaze under control.

[Chuckling]

[Barking] Fan cannons!

[Howling]

Woo-hoo! This is a blast!

MARSHALL: You're doing great, pups.

Keep up the good work and that fire will be out in no time.

Wow! The fearlessness of those fire-fighting fidos

is flabbergasting!

Oh, oui, oui!

Seeing their bravery really warms my heart.

And, uh, my feet?

Hmm.

The Flounder's floor is unusually warm.

Does your boat always do that?

[Gasping]

Somehow, your searing slacks slipped on board,

and now they're burning below deck.

We must abandon ship!

I am trying, but I seem to be stuck!

[Straining]

[Engine revving]

Francois, you turned on the boat!

Correction, your overalls turned on the boat.

[Yelping]

[Air horn blaring]

- Whoa! - Whoa!

[Splashing]

Oh! This is the second pair of pants I have soaked today.

Forget the fashions, Francois. We need help!

Au secours!

SKYE: Uh-oh.

Skye to Fire Rescue Command Center.

The Flounder just caught on fire,

and it's speeding away without a driver

because Cap'n Turbot and Francois fell overboard.

We'll take care of it, Skye.

Can you finish putting out the lighthouse fire on your own?

Sure can.

Just need to refill my water tank.

[Barking] Siphon!

I'm back in business!

Zuma, while Skye puts out the lighthouse fire,

I need you to rescue Francois and Cap'n Turbot.

You got it, dude!

Woo-hoo-hoo!

[Barking] Rescue buoys!

Oh, Horatio, overalls are so last season--

- Whoa! - [Yelping]

Phew! Thanks, Zuma.

You pulled us from peril with primo precision.

But what do we do about my flaming Flounder?

I'm on it, dude! Hang on!

BOTH: Whoa!

[Barking] Fan cannons!

The Flounder's all over the place!

I can't spray it long enough to put out the fire!

RYDER: Marshall, look!

The Flounder is headed for Adventure Bay!

We've got to shut off the engine

before it crashes into the waterfront!

But how?

It's not safe to get on board if it's on fire.

[Gasping] I've got it!

Rubble, get your dump truck

and hurry to the Adventure Bay Bridge.

I'll tell you the plan when I get to the pier.

Rubble on the double

for red hot trouble!

[Horn honking]

Look! Rubble's on the bridge!

- [Communicator beeping] - MARSHALL: Marshall to Zuma,

we have a plan to put out the Flounder fire.

Once it's out, we need Cap'n Turbot back on board

to cut the engine.

Will do!

MARSHALL: All right, Rubble,

as soon as the Flounder goes under the bridge,

dump all the sand you've got onto the fire.

It should be enough to smother the flames

and put them out for good.

I can dig it, Marshall, and I can dump it, too.

[Rubble chuckling]

Ready... steady... now!

[Sizzling]

Woo-hoo! Perfect shot!

- RUBBLE: Is the fire out? - Let me check.

[Barking] Thermal imager!

[Beeping]

Yes! The flames are out and the Flounder is safe to board.

Zuma, let's get Cap'n Turbot back on that boat.

Hang on, dude.

[Barking] Jet pack!

Whoa!

Time for this captain

to conclude this catastrophic cruise.

[Engine slowing]

[Metal screeching]

[Pups cheering]

[Howling]

- We did it! - Ha-ha!

Yeah! Woo-hoo!

SKYE: The lighthouse looks good from here, Ryder.

The fire's out and there isn't too much damage.

The Flounder's in pretty good shape, too.

And we installed a smoke detector

to make sure it stays that way.

Love that extra fire safety. Good work, pups.

I'll say. Your sensationally savvy sand-slinging

and soaking skills seriously saved my lighthouse and my boat.

And most importantly,

my pants.

Your pants are burnt to a crisp!

Oui, but at least they are dry.

- [Pups laughing] - You're welcome.

Whenever your pants get a little too hot, just yelp for help.

Oh. Ah. Oui.

Hmm. Pretty stylish, non? [Chuckling]

[Sighing] No.

[Pups laughing]

[Dramatic news music playing]

Vanessa Presley reporting from Jake's Mountain,

where the Fire Rescue Pups are fighting a bush fire.

Rubble, Zuma, aim your hoses at the face of the fire.

I'll keep it from spreading.

[Barking] Fire hose!

I remember thinking,

the only way to keep a fire from getting worse

was to get everything as wet as possible.

- Woo-hoo! - The fire's out!

Hey, did you see that? We did it!

We really-- whoa!

And as you know...

[Chuckling] ...we got everything wet.

Need another towel?

We're good.

Thanks for being a part of our news story, Mayor Goodway.

Thank you for including me.

I can't wait to tell the whole world

about our brave Fire Rescue pups.

Oh, but shouldn't there be another chair for Chickaletta?

After all, this chicken has a lot to say.

[Clucking]

Um, really? Well...

[Chuckling nervously] Uh...

[Laughing] Just kidding!

Chickaletta can do her part of the interview from my lap.

Mayor Goodway and, um... her chicken's interview?

[Snapping]

- [Clucking] - [Gasping]

[Clucking]

CREW: Oh, no!

- Come back, Chickums! - [Clucking]

This is a news story, not an acrobatics routine!

[Clucking]

[Sizzling]

- [Gasping] - MAN: Uh-oh!

- Oh, no! - What do we do?

We call the PAW Patrol!

Rubble on the news reporter double

with a very important interview about lunch.

Ryder, tell us, what are we having?

Can we expect it soon? Will it be yummy?

Our tummies need to know!

[Giggling]

Oh, well, I, uh...

[Giggling]

[Communicator ringing]

Hey, Mayor Goodway. What's up?

This just in, a call from Mayor Goodway.

Right now? The temperature!

Yes, it's a fiery scene here at the parkette, Ryder,

with a blaze burning right over there.

Back to you, Mayor Goodway.

Thanks, Vanessa. What should we do?

First, find the nearest exit,

Then, try to help everyone leave the area in an orderly fashion.

We'll be there as soon as we can.

No news story's too hot. No pup is too small.

[Beeping]

[Alarm sounding]

PAW Patrol to the Fire Rescue Command Center!

PUPS: Ryder needs us!

Whoa!

- Whoa! - [Gasping]

Look out, Marshall!

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

[Crashing]

This just in...

- [Feedback screeching] - ...I'm here!

[Pups laughing]

♪

Fire Rescue Pups ready for action, Ryder, sir.

Good hustle, pups. A fire broke out in the parkette,

where Mayor Goodway and the news crew were working.

MAYOR GOODWAY: Oh, dear!

The fire isn't too big yet, but it could spread quickly.

You're right. So, for this mission, I'll need...

Marshall.

I need you in charge of keeping everyone safe

and putting out that fire.

I'm fired up to lead the team.

And Chase,

I need you to use your stanchions to secure the area.

Chase is on the fire safety case.

All right, Fire Rescue pups are on a roll!

♪ PAW Patrol

♪ Go, go, go, go, go, go ♪

♪ Go, go, go ♪

- [Howling] ♪ Go, go, go, go, go

♪ Go, go ♪

♪ Marshall

♪

♪ Go, go, go ♪

♪ Chase! ♪

♪ Go, go, go ♪

♪ Go, go, go, PAW Patrol ♪

♪ Go, go, go, go, go ♪

♪ Go, go, go ♪

♪ Go, go, go, go ♪

♪ Go, go, go, go, go, go, go ♪

♪

[Siren sounding]

And we're back with an update on our fire emergency.

The flames may be spreading, but Mayor Goodway and her...

purse chicken are doing everything they can

to clear the area.

- [Clucking] - Come along now.

You heard the bird. Single file.

Let's move away from the fire, please.

- [Snapping] - [Clucking]

[Clucking]

- [Clucking] - Wait, Chickums!

We're supposed to go this way.

[Fire whooshing]

Oh!

Oh, dear.

Breaking news:

a tree is blocking our way.

- [Siren sounding] - Ooh, this just in.

The Fire Rescue pups are here.

[Siren sounding]

Okay, pups, our first priority is getting everyone to safety.

Right. Chase, block off that area with your stanchions

and make sure everyone stays back.

You got it, Marshall.

[Barking] Stanchions!

[Tires screeching]

Citizens of Adventure Bay,

please keep your distance from the fire.

I'll put out the fire on that tree,

so we can get to Mayor Goodway and the others.

[Barking] Mega water cannon!

Can you make sure they're all okay?

I'll send in my drone to check.

[Beeping]

[Gasping]

I see them!

[From drone:] Ryder here.

Is everybody okay?

Yes, we're far enough away from the fire

that we're safe for now.

But I still can't find Chickaletta!

RYDER: Don't worry, Mayor Goodway, I'll find her!

[Gasping] There she is!

[Clucking]

She's headed up to the awning on that building!

MAYOR GOODWAY: Chickaletta! This is no time to show off!

Ryder, we've got to get her down from there!

- I'll call in some backup! - [Communicator beeping]

Ryder to Skye!

We've got a chicken in trouble at the parkette.

On my way!

There! The fire on the tree is out!

Let's get it out of here!

On it!

[Tires screeching]

[Barking] Winch!

Now, let's move in!

[Both barking] BOTH: Water cannons!

[Dramatic news music playing]

It's an amazing sight here, folks.

The bravery of the Fire Rescue pups is on full display.

All right, everyone.

There's still a lot of smoke,

but the fire is out and the path is clear.

Please calmly follow Chase to the exit.

I'll be right behind you.

This way, everybody!

Thank you, both of you. But what about Chickaletta?

She's still up on that awning.

[Rotor whirring]

Good news, Mayor Goodway.

Help has arrived.

[Clucking]

[Communicator beeping]

Skye to Marshall.

I've lost visual on Chickaletta.

The smoke and the building are blocking my view.

I can't get to her if I can't see her.

Hang tight, Skye. It's very important

that you and Chickaletta stay away from that smoke.

[Barking] Thermal imager!

[Beeping]

Come on. Come on.

- Where is she? - [Clucking]

[Gasping] There she is!

My thermal imager is picking up the heat from her body.

Oh, such a warm soul.

Okay, Skye, I'm gonna guide you in.

[Barking] Rescue basket!

Ready, Marshall.

[Clucking]

Oh, she's headed for the edge!

And she's not gonna stop.

We have to hurry, Skye. Bring it down.

A little more.

Okay...

You're too low! Bring it back up.

Stop!

[Clucking]

- [Beeping] - [Gasping]

I got her! [Howling]

WOMAN: Woo-hoo! Way to go, Skye!

- Yay, Skye! - Whoo!

Oh, thank goodness!

Great work, Skye!

- Yay, Skye! - Great job!

Tell me you got that!

And so, with Chickaletta safe and sound...

Mwah! Oh, my sweet Chickie-poo.

Mommy was so worried.

...and a big blaze finally put out...

- Yeah! - All right!

...there was only one thing left to do...

CROWD: Marshall! Marshall! Marshall!

...give Marshall and the Fire Rescue pups

a big round of applause.

CROWD: Marshall! Marshall!

VANESSA: Or should I say...

"ap-paw-se"? [Chuckling]

[All laughing]

"Ap-paw-se"! [Laughing]

It's like she knows us.

♪

Marshall, is there anything you'd like to say

to everyone watching at home?

Oh, yeah. Whenever you're in trouble,

just yelp for-- whoops!

[Cameraman sputtering]

[Chuckling] Sorry about that...

again.

Breaking news:

we're getting used to it.

[All laughing]

♪