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♪ Da, da, da-ba-da, da, da Let's go! ♪
♪ We'll be there ♪
♪ A wink and a smile and a great, old time ♪
♪ Yeah, we'll be there ♪
♪ Wherever we are, there's fun to be found ♪
♪ We'll be there when you turn that corner ♪
♪ We'll jump out the bush ♪
♪ With a big bear hug and a smile ♪
♪ We'll be there ♪
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- Lunch ready. - Hooray!
- Bánh mi for bánh you. - Thanks, little bro!
- Veggie bánh. - Ooh! Sweet!
All right, guys! Dig in!
W-A-A-A-AIT!
- Wha...? - Guys! We can't eat these yet.
They're missing the essential ingredient.
One squirt of Sir-Cha-Cha hot sauce!
Oh, duh! Of course!
Burn makes Ice Bear feel alive.
Hold tight, my dudes. I'm taking you to Flavortown.
Hmm.
Here, let me try.
Whoa!
Uh, guys, we might have a problem here.
Don't panic, bros. I always keep a backup bottle.
- Oh, no. - What?!
- So ... So, no sauce?! - Uh... okay, well, there's got to be
another secret stash around here somewhere.
Ice Bear can rehydrate sauce around the cap.
No. It won't be enough for the full flavor experience.
We gotta go buy some more.
Well, I guess that's really it.
I guess we could try mixing ketchup and chili powder? Ew.
It's not the same. Let's just go home.
Aah! Aw, gross! I stepped in something.
Aah! Oh, my gosh! Is it blood?! Ew! Ew!
Get it off, get it off, get it off! Gah!
Not blood.
- Gross, dude. - Hot sauce.
Wait. What? Hot sauce?
- Hot sauce, you say? - Ice Bear sees sauce tracks.
Huh?
Is that...?
"Sir-Coo-Coo"?
Hey, wait. Is this some kind of knockoff?
Yeah, sorry, man, but we're kinda Sir-Cha-Cha purists, so...
She says to taste it.
Ooh!
Well?
Ahh! It's so good!
Guys! This tastes exactly like Sir-Cha-Cha!
Hey, man! We'll take it all!
Whoa. Wait. Grizz, can we talk for a second?
Uh, excuse us.
Bros, isn't it a bit shady to buy back-alley hot sauce?
Oh, come on, Panda. Be adventurous for once.
- Ice Bear needs the spice. - Ugh. Fine.
Pleasure doing business with you, friend.
Huh?
This is a business card. Hmm.
- No name. Just an address? - Well, that's... ominous.
Oh, who cares? We got the spice!
Oh, man! What should we eat with it first?
Oh, maybe we could use it like gravy on like a ... Huh?
Hold it right there, bears.
You three are under arrest!
- Arrest?! - What's going on?
What's going on?
You three are in some big trouble!
Why? What? Why are we here, Officer?
Is this about the new season of "Hot Dog Ninja" that I downloaded?!
Don't play dumb with me, bears!
Does this jog your memory?
- Uh, we can explain. - Save your excuses!
This morning, a hot-sauce truck was robbed,
and you bears have the stolen goods.
And the punishment for black-market deals is jail!
No!!
So, where did you get the goods, then, bears?
I mean, we just met some pigeon in an alley,
and we made the deal. Oh! They gave us a card.
Look. Here!
Hunh. This is from the Pigeon Cartel.
I should have known they were behind this.
Whoa. This is from the Pigeon Cartel?
Can't believe I didn't see that coming.
Now you'll finally be able to make your case against them!
No, it's not enough. We need photographic evidence.
But couldn't you just send some guys in there to take a picture?
T-There's an address on the back.
- Are you volunteering? - Oh, no, no, no, no.
- What?! Are you kidding?! - No, no, no, no, no, no, no!
Don't you have undercover cops to do that sort of thing?!
Because if you did volunteer, I could free you of all charges...
- Oh, yeah, we are totally volunteering, sir! - Yep! Yep! Sign us up!
Glad to have you on board.
But, sir, how are they gonna get in looking so...soft?
- Hmm. Yeah, you're right. - We could... dress up, maybe?
What do you have in mind?
I'm sorry. Why are you wearing that again, Grizz?
We gotta look bad, and who's badder than... Dracula?
- Right, bro? - Ice Bear can't see anything.
Hey! Enough goofing around.
Just get in there, take the photo, then text me the image.
And don't mess it up!
Um, Heh. Hello!
Uh, we are here to purchase some... sauce.
Wait, wait. What'd he say?
- They don't want our business. - What?! We're paying customers!
Grizz, let's just leave. This obviously isn't working,
and this place is freaking me out!
Nah, man! Look, we were given a card.
We are invited inside.
All right. Let's do this. Bad-boy-style.
Cool tat! I'm next!
What?!
I've never been so scared by a dance before.
Um, hello.
So, I hear you are interested
in buying some of our hot saise ... sauce.
Sorry. Typos. Am I right?
Oh... Oh, yeah, we are here to buy more, um, hot sauce.
Yeah, and, um, uh, get a pic of the merchandise.
- Uh... - Pic? Why would you need a pic?
Oh, you know, for, uh, my crime scrapbook.
Before we go any further, you will need to complete a test.
A-A test? W-What kind of test?
To earn my trust,
you must drink the entire bottle of Sir-Coo-Coo.
A whole bottle in one go?!
Is that even possible?!
Ice Bear worries about long-term health issues.
It's okay, bros. I got this.
You can do this, Grizz. You love hot sauce.
Bottoms up!
Whoa!
- So spicy! - Oh, thank goodness.
I'm impressed.
No pigeon has ever passed this test before. Follow me.
- Behold! - Whoa!
Pretty impressive, I know.
So, how many crates would you like?
- Uh, how many? Um... uh... - Eee...
Uh, everything! We'll take it all!
- Really? - Of course. We love that sauce!
Did you hear that, everyone?
The big dogs just bought the whole stock.
Um, Mr. Boss, uh...
h-how about a photo to celebrate this moment?
For my new favorite customers? Anything.
- Now, say "hot sauce"! - Hot sauce!
Ha-ha. Perfect! Just let me add a filter.
I-I ju... Almost got it. J-Just gotta finish.
Just gotta finish loading and...
Huh? No, no! Wait! No!
I got this cape from a Dumpster, actually.
I can explain.
Okay, seriously, I can really explain!
Oh, can't we talk this out?!
The time for talking is over. You betrayed me.
Did you honestly think we would allow you to live?
Foolish.
Huh?!
- No, no, no! Let us out! - No, no, no! Please stop!
- I don't want to be a pancake! - Aah!
I just wish I could have one more taste of Sir-Cha-Cha!
Huh?
Since you did prove yourself a true lover of the sauce,
I will allow you one last taste.
Come here, dog.
You may drink.
Oh, uh, thank you.
Thank you, Mr. Boss, sir. Uh, here we go.
Ahhh...
Splash attack! Hoof it, bros!
Grizz, wait! We're still tied up!
Aah! You could do ... Put me down!
- Panda, I got your phone! - Oh...got it!
And... sent!
It's the gate! We're almost there, guys!
Wha...? Oh, no!
I told you bears, no one messes with the Pigeon Cartel
and lives to tell about ...
All right, Pigeon Cartel, we've got you surrounded.
Put your wings in the air!
Come on. We can take these cops.
Dang it.
Yeah-ah-ah, Officer Murphy!
Ice Bear has never been so happy to see cops.
Thanks again, bears. You did good.
All the stolen goods will need to be confiscated.
But... here's a little something extra for your service.
Aww, Officer, you shouldn't have!
Mmm! Oh, yeah. Oh, that's the good spice!
- Why are you still wearing your costume? - Because I look amazing.
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- Done. - Done!