♪ 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 ♪
MARSHALL: Wow, Cap'n Turbot!
That sure is a super cool-looking...
um, what is it?
It's my new weather blimp, Marshall.
I loaded Blimpie with tons of terrific tech.
Digital thermometer, barometer,
wind-speed indicator,
and even a high-res HD video cam for visual verification.
Nice!
So, what does it do?
Simple, the data downloads to the Flounder
so I can deduce what will happen weather-wise!
Uh-huh, but... what does it do?
Ha ha! It tells me when the weather will change.
(Beeping)
(Gasping) Like now!
Whipping winds on the... whoa!
Don't worry, Cap'n Turbot!
We'll catch you!
Everyone, grab a corner of that sail.
(Barking)
Hold on, here I come!
Whoaaa!
Thanks, pups.
I better reel in Blimpie.
Hey, pups! Funny-looking balloon.
Actually, it's called the blimp, Alex.
ALEX: What are all those doohickeys on it?
They're not doohickeys!
They're high-res digital thingamabobbers,
that help Cap'n Turbot tell when the weather changes.
(Flounder's horn sounding)
A weather-change blimp?
Cool!
Ah, fog again.
Come on, kitties. (Meowing)
Let's picnic in Adventure Bay, where it's no doubt sunny.
Argh, so unfair.
If only there was some way to un-foggy Foggy Bottom.
(Gulls squawking)
(Kittens chattering)
Yes, yes, it looks perfect for a picnic.
Huh?
(Alex whistling)
Uh, young lad,
do you know anything about that strange-looking balloon?
It's not a balloon, it's a blimp!
Cap'n Turbot invented it.
It helps him, um, change the weather.
Really?
You mean, he can use that balloon to change the weather?
That's what Rubble said...
and it's a blimp!
No wonder it's always sunny in Adventure Bay.
That clever captain must have figured out
how to chase the clouds away.
Kitties, new plan.
We're going to snatch that weather balloon!
Meow?
Blimp, fine!
We're going to take it and turn Foggy Bottom
into Sunny All the Time Bottom!
(Laughing) I'm a genius.
Okay, Marshall, fill 'er up!
(Barking) Water cannons!
Hey! A giant water dish!
I like it!
No way, Rubble, dude.
This is obviously a swimming--
water dish.
Cool!
Awesome! Thanks!
(Slurping)
Mmm, watery!
(Blimp beeping)
Listen to those beautiful bleeps and blurps
coming from my blimp, Wally.
(Wally barking)
(Splashing)
(Wally barking)
No, no, silly Wally.
I told you, it's not a balloon.
It's a blimp!
(Slapping flipper)
Nice snag, kitty, ha ha!
Now, bring that blimp over to me.
Oh, get back here!
Kitties, help!
(Meowing)
Phew!
Now, to tow this weather changer back to Foggy Bottom,
we'll make ourselves some nice fog-free picnic weather!
(Laughing)
Sounds like storm-free smooth sailing.
(Beeping)
Huh?
Wait, there are no trees in the sky.
(Gulls squawking)
And there's no Blimpie, either!
(Slapping flipper)
(Phone ringing)
Ryder, my wonderful weather balloon--
blimp-- has been whisked away by wild winds!
Really? But there's no wind here.
Well then, how did Blimpie blow away?
(Beeping)
Mayor Humdinger took it.
We'll get it back!
No job is too big; no pup is too small.
(Beeping)
PAW Patrol, to the Lookout!
PUPS: Ryder needs us!
(Splashing)
Oops!
(Barking, howling)
Ahh!
Last again?
Oh, well, turtles are supposed to be slow.
(Giggling)
♪
(Elevator dinging)
PAW Patrol, ready for action, Ryder, sir!
(Beeping)
Glad to hear it, pups,
'cause there's gonna be plenty of it.
Mayor Humdinger and his Kitty Catastrophe Crew
have taken Cap'n Turbot's weather blimp.
(Mayor cackling) We've got to get it back!
Chase, I'll need you and your winch to pull the blimp.
Chase is on the case!
Skye, I'll need you to fly up and hook the winch to the blimp.
(Barking) Let's take to the sky!
All right! PAW Patrol is on a roll!
(Barking)
♪ PAW Patrol ♪
(Barking)
♪ PAW Patrol ♪
(Barking) Yeah!
(Giggling)
♪
♪ Chase! ♪
Ruff!
♪ Go, go, go, go, go, go, go ♪
♪ PAW Patrol ♪
♪ Skye! ♪
♪ Go, go, go, go, go, go, go ♪
♪ PAW Patrol, PAW Patrol ♪
(Tires screeching)
(Siren blaring)
♪
(Equipment beeping)
Look, Mayor Humdinger and the blimp-snatchers!
Let's hustle.
Skye, fly up and hook Chase's winch to the tether.
(Barking) Wings!
Ruff! Winch!
Great job, Skye.
Okay, Chase, back up.
(Truck beeping)
(Rope pulling)
Huh?
(Beeping)
Hey, you can't take this blimp. I'm taking this blimp!
(Wheels spinning)
(Rope pulling)
Chase, I'm afraid all that pulling
may tear the blimp apart.
We'd better release the winch.
Uh, okay!
Arf! Winch, release!
(Laughing)
Whoaaa!
Ah, whoa, kitties!
Pull me back down!
(Meowing)
Hey!
(Kitty yelping)
Oh, whoa!
That sheep will weigh us down.
(Kitty meowing)
Or maybe not!
(All shouting)
(Beeping)
Uh-oh.
Ryder, Blimpie's weather tech is telling me
a big, blustery breeze will be blowing back
toward the bay in barely a bit.
Roger that, Cap'n Turbot!
(Wind blowing)
Uh-oh!
Whoa! (Kitty meowing)
Looks like Blimpie's taking his passengers
right towards the bay!
Skye, don't let that fly-away blimp out of your sight!
SKYE: Don't worry!
I can't take my eyes off it.
(Sheep and kitty yelping)
Oh, no, we're not going to clear the bridge!
Ryder, we have a problem.
I see it, Skye!
Lay your copter on top of the blimp,
and see if you can turn it around!
I'm on it!
Actually, I'm gonna be on it.
SKYE: Ryder, we cleared the bridge!
Oh, no, the wind!
Heeeelp!
(Cars honking)
Don't worry, Skye. I have a new plan.
Chase, we've got to divert traffic away from the bridge.
Use your cones and megaphone!
Right!
Ruff, cones!
(Tires screeching)
Ruff, megaphone!
(Through megaphone): Sorry, folks,
the bridge is closed!
We have an emergency!
Help!
(Kitty and sheep yelping)
Marshall, Rubble, Rocky, Zuma!
Head for the pier and grab that old sail!
The one we used to rescue Cap'n Turbot?
That's it!
Now, bring it to the bridge, fast!
(Chase howling)
Okay, Chase, use your megaphone
to tell Mayor Humdinger to drop down!
(Through megaphone): Mayor Humdinger!
You can let go!
Let go? But it's so far!
Don't worry! We'll catch you!
(All shouting)
Are we still falling?
You can open your eyes now, Mr. Mayor.
You're safe!
And now it's time to return Blimpie to its rightful owner.
But can I just borrow it long enough
to change the weather in Foggy Bottom?
The blimp just records changes in the weather.
It doesn't actually change it.
Really?
Uh, I mean, I knew that.
Baaaah!
(Beeping)
Huh?
Blimpie!
Oh, I've missed you!
Blimpie took quite a trip,
but he sure looks happy to be home!
Thanks, Skye!
And thanks to the whole pack of PAW Patrol pups!
Happy to lend a paw!
Whenever you have a problem, just yelp for help!
(Barking)
You're all good pups.
Blimpie says the wind's whooshed away.
It'll be another nice, sunny day in Adventure Bay, ha ha!
Ooh, but not so nice in Foggy Bottom.
Blimpie says it'll be cloudy with a chance of...
(Thunder crashing)
Ah, sure, lightning. Yeah, what else is new?
(Kitties meowing) ♪ P-P-PAW Patrol ♪
♪ We are the cowpoke puppies ♪
Yes, sirree!
♪ This is our little jamboree ♪
Jamboree!
Yee-haw!
Yee-hee!
♪ It's the cowpoke life for me ♪
(Howling)
Great song, pups.
Thanks!
We're gonna play it tonight at the big chili cook-off.
Everyone's so excited to find out
whose town makes the best chili.
It's gonna be Adventure Bay, of course.
Mr. Porter's chili is downright chili-licious!
(Giggling) Yee-ha!
Come, Chickaletta.
Let's visit Mr. Porter.
Maybe he'll let us sample
the yummiest chili in the world.
MAYOR HUMDINGER: Sorry, Mayor Goodway.
You'll have to wait till tonight to try my chili.
Your chili, Mayor Humdinger?
Then, shouldn't you be cooking it right now?
Well, I'll have you know
I've been working very hard to win this competition.
(Explosion)
Ah-choo! Ah-choo!
Oh, Mr. Porter!
Are you all right?
I'm okay, but... ah-choo!
My stove went kablooey.
(Sneezing)
And my chili went all over!
(Sneezing)
And all this chili powder went up my-- ah-choo!
Nose?
Yes.
MAYOR HUMDINGER: What a shame.
I suppose Foggy Bottom automatically wins.
Oh, hardly!
The contest ends at 6 tonight, remember?
Hey, Ryder!
I'm here to help...
eat any treats that you happen to drop.
(Giggling, phone ringing)
Hey, Mayor Goodway. What's up?
Mr. Porter's chili, that's what?
(Sneezing)
Oh, it's up and down and all over the place.
His stove went kablooey!
Oh no! Not the chili.
We're on our way.
No job is too big, no pup is too small.
(Beeping)
PAW Patrol, to the Lookout!
ALL: Ryder needs us!
(Howling)
Whoa! Whoops!
Whoa!
(Crashing)
Marshall. Thank you.
Thank you! I'll be here all week.
(Laughing)
♪
(Dinging)
PAW Patrol, ready for action, Ryder, sir!
(Beeping) Thanks for hurrying, pups.
Mr. Porter's stove went kablooey and ruined his batch of chili.
(Sneezing)
Poor, Mr. Porter.
He's got a bad case of chili powder sneezes.
Otherwise, he's okay.
Too bad the chili isn't. (Laughing)
We have to help Mr. Porter get cooking again.
So, for this mission I'll need Rocky.
I need you to repair Mr. Porter's stove.
Green means go!
Rubble, I need you and your shovel
to clean up all that spilled chili.
Let's dig it!
All right, PAW Patrol is on a roll!
(Barking, cheering)
♪
♪ PAW Patrol ♪
♪ Go, go, go, go! ♪
(Barking)
♪ PAW Patrol ♪
♪ Go, go, go, go! ♪
(Barking)
♪
♪ Rocky! ♪
(Barking)
♪ Go, go, go, go! ♪
♪ PAW Patrol ♪
(Siren wailing)
♪ Go, go, go, go! ♪
♪ Rubble ♪
(Barking)
♪ Go, go, go, go! ♪
♪ PAW Patrol, PAW Patrol ♪
(Tires screeching)
♪
(Sneezing)
Oh, good! Here they are.
(Sneezing)
Rubble, go inside and start scooping up that chili.
You got it, Ryder! Arf! Shovel!
Rocky, check out the damage to the stove.
I'm on it! (Barking)
Poor chili. Never had a chance.
Bad news. The stove's heating element is busted.
And I don't have a replacement in my truck.
(Gasping) But how can we win with a broken stove,
and a chef who can't stop-- (Sneezing)
sneezing?
Hmm, Mr. Porter may not be able to cook it,
but he can give us his recipe and we could cook it.
We can?
Here's the-- ah-choo-- recipe.
But you still need something to--
ah, ah, ah-choo-- cook it on.
Why don't we make cowboy chili the cowboy way?
Over a campfire!
Cooking in the open air will give it a whole new,
wonderful-- ah-choo-- flavor.
Outdoors, eh?
Why that idea sounds positively steal-able.
(Laughing nefariously)
(Sirens blaring)
(Tires squealing)
Mayor Humdinger? You're cooking here too?
Of course!
Everyone knows cooking in the open air
gives chili a whole new wonderful flavor.
(Laughing)
Sounds like someone was listening in on your ideas.
Rocky, can you make one of these campfire tripods?
ROCKY: Sure!
I know just what to use.
Rubble, use your shovel to dig a campfire pit.
Rubble, on the double.
Skye, Zuma, Marshall, you can gather kindling.
You got it. Coming up!
Yeah!
Chase, keep an eye on Mayor Humdinger.
These paws uphold the laws.
(Sniffing)
Wow! It actually smells... good.
♪
Good sized fire-pit.
No trash that can burn.
Sand and water ready. We're good to go.
Yay! We did it! (Cheering, barking)
We did it! We did it!
First ingredient, tomatoes.
Okay, what's next?
The recipe says onions... Lots and lots of onions.
Onions, coming through.
Whoa! My eyes are tearing up.
Heh, I never thought food could make me sad!
(Pups laughing)
Time to start stirring, Rocky.
Ruff! Spoon!
Dude, that smells so good!
Mmm!
No, not yet, Rocky! It still has to cook for a while.
Aw!
Making chili isn't nearly as hard as waiting to eat it.
(Laughing)
♪
Hey!
(Gasping) Claw!
Phew!
Nice save, Rocky.
I'll fix that tripod, so we don't lose any time.
Hmm...
(Sniffing) Where'd that yarn come from?
(Sniffing)
Ahh... ah-choo!
Chili powder? Worse.
(Sneezing) Kitten.
I have no idea how that got there.
I don't see any kittens. (Meowing)
Not even that little meowing dude up in that tree?
Oh! Is that a kitten?
(Yowling)
(Gasping) Quick, Chase, your net.
Ruff! Net!
Don't worry, little itty-bitty kitty.
We'll save you.
(Meowing)
(Snickering)
Huh? What was that about?
(Whooshing, splattering)
ZUMA: Where'd that scorpion pepper come from?
They're like the hottest peppers ever!
Ruff! Spoon.
MAYOR GOODWAY: We must get that pepper out! Pronto!
I'm trying, but I can't find it.
Marshall, use your x-ray screen.
Good idea! (Barking)
X-ray screen.
♪ Here, pepper, pepper, pepper ♪
(Mayor Humdinger laughing)
MAYOR HUMDINGER: Nothing but bad luck for Adventure Bay today, it seems.
Anyone want a taste of my winning chili?
Oh, no!
It's delicious.
MARSHALL: There's that pepper!
And here I come...
MARSHALL: Lower...
uh, to the left.
Bullseye!
Phew!
Whoa!
This still tastes too spicy.
Yowch! Don't worry.
If there's one thing I know, it's what tastes great.
It just needs more tomatoes...
and oregano...
and a pup treat.
Huh?
For me.
I like chili with something crunchy on the side.
(Laughing) SKYE: I'll get the oregano.
ZUMA: I'll get the tomatoes.
(Triangle ringing)
Time's up! (Squawking)
♪
Very good.
But also, very familiar.
Oh, that's because it's a-- uh, classic recipe.
(Clucking)
But this...
is the best chili I've ever tasted.
Woo-hoo-hoo-hoo!
(Cheering)
Impossible! They must have cheated.
(Clucking)
(Gasping) Oh, Mayor Humdinger!
You used canned chili?
Now, that's cheatin'!
Fine! Who needs your chili.
Yee-haw.
Yee-hee. Yee-hee.
♪ It's the cowpoke life for me ♪
You're all such good pups. (Sneezing)
(Howling, laughing)
♪