[instrumental music]
[birds chirping]
buzz
slurp
[croaking]
splash
[birds calling]
[music continues]
[Yogi Bear snoring]
[alarm ringing]
bam
[snoring continues]
[tense music]
Yogi, time to get up.
Wake up, Yogi.
Mother nature says rise and shine.
[snoring continues]
Not to this bear, she doesn't.
I like my naps long.
Come on, Yogi. Spring is waiting.
Full of fun and surprises.
I guess I must have dozed off.
(Boo Boo) 'You did, Yogi, three months ago.'
(Yogi Bear) Three months? Is that all?
Can't a tired old bear get some sleep around here?
Yogi, winter's over. You know what that means!
(Boo Boo) 'Time to eat.'
Did you say eat? Where's the popcorn?
(Yogi Bear) 'I mean, uh, what happened to our movie?'
(Boo Boo) 'It's over too, Yogi. Just like winter.'
Anyhow, who wants to stay inside
when it's so beautiful outdoors?
Just think, Yogi, all those new flowers to smell
and fresh berries to pick. Mmm.
Berries? Yuck!
Not for this gourmet bear.
If it's spring, it's time to greet and eat.
I'm talkin' about tourists
and all those pic-a-nic baskets. Yeah-hey-hey!
(Yogi Bear) 'Peanut better and jelly sandwiches'
'potato salad on pretzels..'
...banana cream pie on twinky dinkies.
Hee-hee-hee. What do you think, Boo?
I think I'm getting hungry, Yogi.
Then what are we waitin' for?
Let's get out there and get all those pic-a-nic baskets.
[pleasant music]
splash
Hey, Boo Boo, what does that look like to you?
(Boo Boo) It looks like a picnic basket, Yogi.
What a way to start the spring.
Ah, let me guess now.
Fried chicken
tuna fish sandwiches
salami on rye
chocolate chip cookies. Hee-hee-hee.
Yogi, let's just open the basket
before it's winter again.
You're absolutely right, little buddy.
Without further ado, let's partake
of a very bearable feast.
[snoring]
(Yogi Bear) Hmm, three little yummy bears.
Three little bears?
Oh, is this a joke?
Gee, I mean, what am I seein' here?
Three little bears, Yogi, abandoned.
[soft music]
- I'm hungry. - I'm thirsty.
I'm hungry and thirsty.
What did you say about springtime surprises, Boob?
It's not the kind I had in mind, Yogi.
It's one of mother nature's dirty tricks.
Splat
Sorry about that mother nature. I take it back.
Here, read this, pwease.
Uh, what's this?
[music continues]
"Dear, Yogi. Please take care of these three little bears.
"Signed, Anomynous.
"P.S., uh, they like chocolate cakes
and chocolate chip cookies."
Gee, sounds like three chips off the old block.
But, uh, who's this a no my no us?
I don't know, Yogi.
Hey, cute little bears
don't you have a mother somewheres?
Unh-unh, we're orphans.
Nobody wants us.
Except you, pwease.
Uh, let's not jump to any conclusions.
I mean, uh, let's not go bananas.
We don't like bananas.
We want peanuts and popcorn.
Please, we're hungry, Uncle Yogi.
"Uncle Yogi?" Did you hear that Boo Boo?
Loud and clear, Yogi.
Last spring, I was a bachelor-type bear
and now I'm an uncle? No way.
Pwease.
How do you say no to a sweet little fuzzy can of pwease?
[pleasant music]
Clank Clank Clank
(Yogi Bear) Oh, let's see.
Uh, the pistachios are kaput.
The sunflower seeds are sunk.
No more macadamias.
And someone woke up and ate all the peanuts.
Hey-hey-hey. I wonder who that could have been?
That leaves only one thing.
The bottom of all bear foods.
Nuts and berries, yuck!
(Yogi Bear) 'Hey, uh, acorns away.'
The cupboard is bare.
And how many pounds did you gain
this winter, Boo Boo buddy?
Sorry, Yogi. I guess I had a snack attack.
[soft music]
We're hungry.
And thirsty.
Pwease, feed the bears. Pwease.
Oh, boy.
I got a feelin' it's gonna be a long hungry spring.
Until the park officially opens
us bears are unofficially on our own.
What's that mean, Yogi?
It means if we wanna eat
we gotta use our feet.
So, follow me.
[instrumental music]
♪ My favorite dish is fish ♪
♪ Fish is my favorite dish ♪
♪ Honey is yummy inside of my tummy ♪
♪ But fish is my favorite dish ♪
♪ My favorite dish is fish ♪
♪ Fish is my favorite dish ♪
♪ A pic-a-nic basket I think it's fantastic ♪
♪ But fish is my favorite dish ♪
♪ Fish is my favorite dish ♪
♪ Your favorite? ♪
♪ My favorite dish is fish ♪
♪ It's fun when you hook 'em ♪
"♪ Yum yum A"
♪ But more fun to cook 'em 4“
"♪ Yum yum A"
♪ Fish is my favorite dish ♪
♪ Yum yum ♪♪
pew
(Boo Boo) 'Yogi, so far'
all we've caught is junk.
Are you sure there's fish in here?
Of course, I'm sure.
Fishin' comes naturally to us bears.
That's why I'm smarter than the average fish.
[laughs]
splat
[9893] Hey, Boob. What's that?
That's the fish you're smarter than.
Then, after him I go. Ah-ho-ho-ho.
Splash
Yay, yay. Go get 'em, Uncle Yogi.
Let's see you hook that fish, Uncle Yogi.
I love fwesh twout.
Spit
Hey, I think I got a bite.
Here, Boob. This is the catch of the day.
It's just an old sign, Yogi.
Uh, what does it say?
It says "Beware.
Attack fish on duty."
[dramatic music]
"Attack fish?" Gee, I might get a bite after all.
Chomp
But that's not the average bite I had in mind.
[cars honking]
- Looks like a busy spring. - You bet.
Everybody's getting an early start this year.
Oh, boy. I can hardly wait to see all the animals.
- Especially the bears. - You'll see them alright.
Just keep an eye out for one big one in particular.
You mean that pesty one in the funny hat and tie?
Is he still here?
You'll find out if he sees your picnic basket.
Oh, no. He fooled me last year, but not this time.
So long.
[instrumental music]
splat splat
Good idea, Yogi. This should help us get some food
for those three little hungry bears.
Yeah, yeah, we're hungry.
- When are we gonna eat? - Pwease.
(Yogi) 'Patience, little bears.'
Uncle Yogi is about to show you
there's more than one way to skin a pic-a-nic basket.
[car honking]
pew pew
[rustling]
I thought that ranger said not to feed the bears.
Dad, watch out!
[groaning]
[tires screech]
thud
Wow, that was close.
Mommy, what's wrong with that poor bear?
Maybe he's weak from hunger.
Uh, excuse me.
But you took the starving words
right off the tips of my lips.
Hungry? He looks pretty fat to me.
I beg your pardon
but I prefer to be thought of as pleasingly plump.
Everybody, stay calm. He may be harmless.
Harm is indeed kind, sir.
I'm a general creature of the woods
that hasn't had a single nut or berry to eat all winter.
As if I'd want any.
I don't know if I'll make it through the spring.
[sobbing]
How am I doin'?
[cheering and applause]
Please, kind souls, could you spare a snack or two?
[groans] I'm feeling a little faint myself.
Here, you'd better eat something quick.
[instrumental music]
slurp slurp
chomp
Was that quick enough?
If not, I'll be happy to do it again and again and again.
You never know what a bear that hungry might do.
Uh, here, uh, you better eat this food.
We just had breakfast. So long.
How did I do, Boo Boo?
Gosh, Yogi, I don't know.
Uh, that wasn't honest, was it?
What's honest gotta do with a starving bear's appetite?
(Bower) Mmm, yum, yum, yum, yum.'
(Buzzy) Mm, boy, oh, boy, this is good stuff.
Pass the jelly, pwease.
(Yogi Bear) 'You see what I mean, Boo?'
You can't keep a hungry bear down.
Especially these little ones.
[pleasant music]
[birds chirping]
[telephone ringing]
Alright, alright, I'm coming.
[telephone ringing]
(Ranger Smith) 'Happy spring, Jellystone Park.'
'Ranger Smith speaking. Hello, Mr. Commissioner.'
'Nice to hear from you so early in the year.'
The park?
Well, it just opened today, sir.
Things are pretty quiet so far.
' "Is Yogi behaving?"
'Well, sir, to be honest, it's too soon to say.'
After all, it's just the beginning of spring
and if I know Yogi, he's sleeping in.
He won't be bothering our picnickers
for at least a few more days.
'Believe me, sir, you can bet on that.'
[whirring]
[music continues]
'You have some news about the park, sir?'
"Bad news?" Sir, that's-that's terrible.
Can't anything be done?
Well, of course, sir.
|'||-|'|| do my job, sir.
Yes, whatever the park commission says.
Uh, goodbye, sir.
The park is over budget and has to close.
It's not gonna be such a happy spring after all.
But how an I gonna tell Yogi he has to move to a zoo?
I know!
I'll take Yogi the pie I just baked.
That'll make it a little easier on the poor bear.
Yogi!
I should've known.
Poor bear, my foot.
Yum, yum, yum.
Give me some more cookies.
I wove cweam pie.
Boo Boo, he-he-he, those are the three hungriest
little bears I've ever seen.
And we're gonna have to feed them like this all spring?
No way, Boob.
We've gotta get those little bears adopted
before they eat us out of cave and home.
But, Yogi, we can't do that.
- Can we? - It's them or us, Boob.
If they stay, those little piranha-type bears
will strip the forest clean.
Hey, Uncle Yogi, where's dessert? Huh, huh?
I want some ice cream now.
With chocolate fudge, pwease.
Squish
pew
splat
See what I mean, Boob.
They gotta go right after dessert.
Yeah, Yogi, I guess so.
Hey, little bears, how about a nice fresh pie
baked especially for you by my pal Ranger Smith?
(Ranger Smith) 'Hold it!'
Put 'em up.
I've caught you red-handed this time, Yogi.
You can't talk your way out of this one.
Deny a pie in the sky?
Me, sir? Never.
I'm the guilty party and I admit it.
By the way, what kind of a pie is it, Mr. Ranger Sir?
It smells divine.
Delicioso if I don't say so.
It's blueberry. I made it from my own mother's recipe.
Ah, she must be a sainted lady, sir.
The Sarah Lee of Jellystone Park.
Who else could have baked such a tantalizing
mouthwatering and succulent dish of sweetness?
(Yogi Bear) Care for a slice, Mr. Ranger sir?
Why, thank you, Yogi. I don't mind if I do.
Wait a minute. I'm not here for dessert.
I'm here to deliver some news.
Bad news to a bad news bear.
Bad news, sir?
Uh, you mean, like, no sun bathin' after dark?
No swimmin' in our bear suits?
[laughs] Bear suits.
See, get it, Boob?
Oh, yeah, Yogi. Bear suits.
[laughs]
I wish it were that funny, Yogi, but it's not.
Jellystone Park is being closed.
[laughs] "Jellystone Park is being closed?"
[laughs] That's a good one, Mr. Ranger Sir.
That's a-what?
Jellystone Park closed?
I just got the word, Yogi.
We're over budget and the park commissioner
'says we have to close down.'
Mr. Ranger Sir, that cannot be.
You're joking. Uh, please say you're joking, sir.
It's no joke, Yogi.
But, sir, if the park closes
that means no more tourists.
And without tourists, there won't be anymore picnics.
You're on the right track, little buddy.
No pic-a-nics. No baskets.
Please, sir, us bon appetite-type bears
cannot live on acorns alone.
No, I can see that.
Well, where you're going, you won't have to worry.
Going, sir?
You mean to a swank, rich-type hotel
like the, uh, Ritz maybe?
That's right, Yogi.
The Ritz Zoo.
The 200? Oh, no.
Y-you cannot do this. Please, sir.
Now, Yogi, relax.
It won't be that bad.
You'll have your own air-conditioned cave
and who knows, maybe room service
and a cute little bear maid or two.
Please, Mr. Ranger Sir, don't send us away.
These woods, they're our roots.
Uh, don't tear 'em up, sir.
Jellystone is our home.
Yogi, get up. You're making a fool of yourself.
I can't help it, Mr. Ranger Sir.
We're just poor forest creatures with no place to go.
(Yogi Bear) 'If you send us bears to the zoo'
there will be no more hey-hey-heys
or ho-ho-hos or who-who-whos.
[pensive music]
(Yogi) 'Oh, oh, please, Mr. Ranger Sir.'
Don't tear up our roots.
Yogi, if you don't stop with oh-hos
I'm going to tear out my hair.
Sorry, Mr. Ranger Sir.
I didn't mean to upset you.
But, what about these little cubby bears, sir?
(Yogi Bear) 'Surely, you wouldn't wanna make orphans out of 'em.'
Say, who are they anyhow?
They're, uh, they, uh, well...
Uh-eh, they're my cousins, sir.
Uh, we've taken them in for the spring.
Yeah, Boo Boo's distant relatives.
We've given them a home.
(Yogi Bear) 'Aren't they..'
splat
'...cute, sir?'
Adorable.
I'm giving them a home too.
The park bus will pick you all up tomorrow morning
to take you to the zoo. Goodbye.
Did you hear what he said, Boo Boo?
Yes, Yogi. He said goodbye.
Say goodbye to Jellystone?
Hello to the zoo?
We can't let it happen, Boo Boo.
But, what are we gonna do?
I don't know, but I'm not gonna take this lyin'' down.
Uh, does that mean you're not going to go back to sleep, Yogi?
You can count on it, little buddy.
When our chips are down, Yogi goes to town.
(Yogi Bear) 'I'll be back in a jiffy with somethin' spiffy.'
[pleasant music]
Uncle Boo Boo, do we really have to leave the park, huh, huh?
We don't wanna go to the doc.
We thought Uncle Yogi would take care of us.
Don't worry, little bears
Yogi will take care of everything.
If he ever shows up.
[tires screech]
- What was that? - Uh, I don't know.
Uh, but it sounds like Yogi.
Yogi, where did you go?
The park bus will be here in 20 minutes
to take us to the zoo.
You can forget the zoo, Boo Boo.
I've assembled a little plan called the super car escape.
Ooh, what are you talkin' about, Yogi?
Follow me and you'll see.
[dramatic music]
Boo Boo, you are now sitting
in Yogi's wild berry
forest-fueled, turbo-charged super car.
(Yogi Bear) 'Now you see, Boo Boo, our little fishing expedition'
wasn't such a foot flop after all.
Gee, Yogi, this looks like the work of a genius.
Just a little mechanical genius, Boo.
Yeah, but does it run, huh, huh?
We wanna go for a ride.
Pwease, before the zoo bus comes.
Hold on to your bear claws.
The super car is about to start and depart.
[liquid pouring] First, a dash of super fuel.
What's that, Yogi?
It's my secret formula.
Uh, all those nuts and berries are good for somethin', Boob.
[engine rumbling]
[revving]
[soft music]
Yogi's cave is straight ahead. As soon as you pick them up
head straight for the zoo
and watch out for any of Yogi's tricks.
Yes, sir, Ranger Smith.
[rustling]
I can't imagine Yogi not making a fuss
but maybe he's mellowing in his old age.
Vroom
Hello, Ranger Smith.
Hello, Yogi.
(Boo Boo) Goodbye, Ranger Sir.
So long, Boo Boo.
Yogi! Boo Boo!
I should've known.
Come back here. You're due at the zoo.
Sorry, Mr. Ranger Sir.
We prefer the wide open spaces to those kind of places.
Not if I have anything to say about it.
Crash
[intense music]
[tree creaking]
[revving]
thud
You won't get away from me, Yogi.
[pleasant music]
Boy, oh, boy, Yogi
this super car sure goes fast.
This is nothin', Boo.
You ought to see what happens when I step on the gas.
The ranger isn't gonna like this, Yogi.
[revving]
This is Ranger Smith, Yogi.
I'm ordering you, pull over.
Hey, Boob, does that sound like Ranger Smith to you?
Most definitely, Yogi.
(Boo Boo) 'It even looks like him too.'
Then we better put the pedal to the metal
[revving] and say arrivederci, Mr. Ranger Sir.
(pears) Yippie. Yay! Yay!
[coughing]
How about a little zigzag action?
[revving]
The Ranger's still there.
- 'Ziggidy-zigger.' - 'And zaggin' too.'
And if, uh, that doesn't work, we'll try a tunnel escape.
[revving]
[all screaming]
[train horn blares]
[train chugging
Whoa!
I'm supposed to be chasing them.
Okay guys, time for a little mountain climbin'.
[intense music]
And, now, for a twisted getaway.
[revving]
[dramatic music]
[all screaming]
(Yogi) Hey-hey-hey, watch out below.
Hey, where's Yogi?
I'm right behind you.
How do you drive this crazy thing? Huh? Huh?
[all screaming]
Like this.
And away we go, go, go.
[thuds] And here I come, come, come.
What's the ranger got in that heap of a jeep, Boob?
A Maserati and a heart of Mustangs?
I don't know, Yogi
but we better think of something fast.
He's gaining on us.
It's no use, Yogi.
Ranger Smith always gets his bear.
Not this bear. Hang on, guys.
We're goin' for a hairpin spin.
I love hairpins.
[rumbling]
[splashing]
Yogi, we're sinking.
No need to abandon ship.
We're prepared for all emergencies.
[bubbling]
I call this snorkel under drive. Hey-hey-hey.
[revving]
[splashing]
[coughs] I'll get you yet.
(Bopper) Wow, wow, that was some drivin', Yogi.
Yeah, top speed stuff.
I need a towel pwease.
I don't see the ranger.
I guess he's had enough.
That's because the super car has all the right stuff.
(Yogi Bear) 'Look at this. A fork in the road.'
(Boo Boo) 'Which way are we gonna go, Yogi?'
The obvious way, Boo.
(Yogi Bear) 'The one that my tummy tells me to follow.'
[rumbling]
[pleasant music]
chomp
Mm! That was yummy in my tummy.
Just like old times, eh, Boob? Hey-hey-hey.
What about the ranger, Yogi?
You don't think he forgot us, do you?
Not Ranger Smith, little bear buddy.
We could use a place to hide.
Like, uh, how's about this tree house here?
(Yogi Bear) 'Us furry fugitives could use a little break in the action.'
So, why not catch a few z's in the top of these trees?
I'm afraid of high places.
Yeah, us bears like to use stairs.
Help us up, Uncle Yogi. Pwease, pretty pwease.
Sheesh, I knew I should've slept in this spring.
Next time I find a basket on my doorstep
I'm steppin' back indoors.
What are you doin', Yogi?
These little bears insist on a lift.
So, just stay tuned for the old rope and basket ship.
[plesant music]
Yogi's elevator at your service.
- Everybody, ready? - Take her up, Yogi.
- Top floor. - Top floor.
- Pwease. - Alright.
Heave.
(all) Ho!
Heave.
(all) Ho!
[straining] Heave.
(all) Ho!
[groaning] Heave!
(all) Ho!
[thuds] Heave!
(all) 'Ho!' 'Way to go, Yogi!'
Come on up, Yogi. We've got a tree house with a view.
[laughs]
A tree house with a view.
Thud
You must be kiddin', sheesh!
(Yogi Bear) 'Hey-hey-hey, this is my kind of place.'
All that heavin' and hoin' made me hungry.
Gulp
slurp slurp
[slurping]
I've heard of fast foods
but that was ridiculous.
I'm fully, full, full.
My tummy's tired.
I'm sweepy.
I fell a little nappy-poo too.
Boo Boo, hold all my calls until next fall.
[Yogi Bear thuds on bed]
It's a little too bright.
I'll use one of these masks to keep out the light.
But, Yogi, uh, shouldn't one of us stay awake
and keep an eye out for Ranger Smith?
[snoring]
(Boo Boo) I guess that answers that.
How about one of you little bears?
[bears snoring]
Well, I guess that leaves me.
If I sit down, I'll be able to stay up..
...in case somebody comes.
Thud
[all snoring]
[dramatic music]
Watch out, bully beaters.
Look out, monster android.
Attack, Bike Brigade.
Last one to the clubhouse is a rotten rider.
Thud thud thud
[soft music]
[all snoring]
[dramatic music]
[wood creaks] This is it, guys.
The secret hideout of the Bike Brigade.
Who are they?
They're us, nutso, remember?
Now come on, follow our leader.
So, what's the big plan, big leader?
To rid the world of bad guys and all unearthly intruders.
(boy #1) 'Oh, yeah? Well, how are we gonna do that?'
Frist, we have to find one.
And when we do, we're gonna give 'em the works.
(boy #2) The big zapper.'
Yeah, but how do we know
what an unearthly intruder looks like?
They can look like anything.
They could look like humans. Like you or me.
Or they could look like animals
like a cat or a dog or even a bear.
(boy #2) 'So zap first and ask questions later.'
[teeth chattering]
Okay, but first, I'm gonna have a cookie.
Hey, who ate all the cookie?
They're all gone!
(boy #2) It could only mean one thing.
An unearthly intruder has been here
right in our own clubhouse.
- We've gotta find him. - And disintegrate him.
[yawns]
Not before you get the cookies back.
I'm gonna take a nap.
[Boo Boo's teeth clattering]
Shh.
[teeth chattering]
[dramatic music]
(Boo Boo) Oh-oh-oh-oh!
Look, we caught one.
Hold it, I'll blast it.
Yogi, help!
Okay, guys, you can knock it off now.
You all know there's no such thing
as evil invaders or..
[grunting]
[intense music]
Unearthly intruders!
Help!
Ah! A big, fat, hairy one.
[water splashing] There. Got ya! Oops.
What? Not me! Them!
[water splashing]
Hey, what?
I feel like a wet head.
Where's the leak?
What's all the noise?
This place has been turned into a regular racket club.
Yogi, something tells me we're in the wrong place.
Somethin' tells me you're right.
- Evil invaders. - Unearthly intruders.
[water splashes] Blast 'em.
[grunting]
What a monster.
Yike, he's a triple fat one.
I resent that.
Come on, Yogi.
Let's run for it!
You mean dive.
I say slide.
[bears screaming]
I'm right behind you.
- Duck, you guys. - Look out!
Pew
Every bear for himself.
(Yogi Bear) 'Look out below.'
Yes, indeed, folks.
It happened right here in our town.
And these were the young men who saw it.
Tell us, kids, what was it you saw?
There was a gang of 'em. Real weird-lookin.
Yeah, just like ET.
Especially the big fat one.
Yup, that's Yogi alright.
What else did you see?
There was a small one hiding under the table.
And three little monsters.
That ate all the cookies.
That sounds like those three little cubs.
According to eyewitnesses, then intruders were seen
to escape in a weird vehicle
leading to the conclusion they are creatures from space.
Creatures from space, my foot.
It's Yogi, that's who.
I'd better call the park commissioner.
[instrumental music]
Gee, a big fat one.
That's a distortion of the bear facts, ain't it, Boo?
Don't worry, Yogi.
You know how the news is today.
Any poop for a scoop.
I hear you, little buddy.
Right now, that's all we have, folks.
But as soon as we learn the whereabouts
of these hairy aliens
'your on-the-scene reporter'
'will inform you immediately.'
Ah, ah..
Ahchoo!
Oops! That's immediate enough for me.
Let's blow!
[engine starts]
Hold it. Hold everything.
What's that? It's a crazy car.
(reporter) It's a train. It's-it's..
It's-it's-it's-it's...
(boys) The cookie snatchers from space!
Remember, you saw it right here.
Vroom
splat
(Yogi Bear) Hey-hey-hey.
That's what I call real news coverage, eh, Boo?
You got it, Yogi.
Where to now, Space Captain Yogi?
Yeah, where's us cookie monsters goin'?
I don't wanna be a monster.
Then just keep an eye toward the sky
'cause it's Yogi on the fly.
[cranks] Hey-hey-hey.
[revving]
(Yogi Bear) And away we go-oh-oh!
[quirky music]
Yes, sir, Mr. Commissioner.
I saw the news.
[indistinct shouting]
No, sir, it's not very good publicity for the park.
[indistinct shouting]
Yes, sir, I agree.
We've got to get Yogi back right away
before we can close down the...
[indistinct shouting]
(Ranger Smith) 'You've sent the world's best tracker and his hound?'
Well, yes, I could use the help.
Uh, thank you, sir. Goodbye.
[instrumental music]
[spinning]
I guess the commissioner doesn't think
I can do the job myself.
Well, I'll have Yogi back here before you can say..
[spinning]
[coughing]
It's-it's smothering tornadoes.
[coughing]
Who-who are-are you?
[laughs] I'm Trapper the scrapper.
A go-get-'em-and-find-'em kinda guy.
Put it there. Put it there.
(Ranger Smith) Yiaow!
[laughs] That's my callin' card.
- Oh - Little joke, little joke.
[laughs]
Yap-yap.
(Scrapper) And this here's Yapper. Heh.
And he's got a sniff mountain kind of a snout.
Shake, boy, shake.
(Ranger Smith) Yiaow!
[laughs] Yap-yap.
[Ranger Smith groaning]
[laughs] Little joke, little joke.
Now there, where's this Yogi bear?
[slurps] That's what the commissioner wants to know.
And it's our job to find out fast.
A rush job, eh? Okey-dokey.
First things first. Like, which way..
[inhales and blows] ...is the wind blowing?
'Cause that's the way we're gonna be going.
As soon as old Yapper picks up the scent
we'll know which way that Yogi Bear went.
[chuckles] Yee-hoo!
Right, Yapper?
Yee-hoo yap!
And it looks like he went that way.
Come on, Yapper, after that bear.
Yee-hoo!
Yee-hoo yap!
Pew
[instrumental music]
[birds tweeting]
(Scrapper) 'Come on, Yapper, this way.'
'Yee-haw!'
(Yapper) Yee-haw! Yap-yap!
Splash
(Scrapper) 'Yee-hoo! Oh!'
Something tells me it's gonna be a long spring.
[engine whirring]
The last news bulletin
put Yogi 30 mile straight ahead.
Then let's make tracks.
We'll bear down on that Yogi Bear.
Right, Yapper? He-he-he.
[laughs] Yap-yap-yap.
[laughing] Yap-yap-yap-yap-yap-yap-yap-yap.
Quit your yappin'.
Yap-yap, he-he, yap-yap.
[whirring]
[soft music]
[revving]
♪ Life is just a bowl of popcorns ♪
♪ All buttery and sweet ♪
♪ Like candy sticking to our teeth a“
♪ And peanuts here and there A“
♪ And twouble in here ♪♪
Look at that.
(Boo) Uh-oh, Yogi.
'Trouble is right.'
Trouble is my middle name.
Screech
And speedy go is a high game. Hey-hey-hey.
- Hey, wait a minute. - Come back.
Come on, Bike Brigade, we gotta catch 'em.
[dramatic music]
Here they come, Yogi.
And away we go.
Vroom
Hey, stop, we just wanna talk.
I've heard that one before.
(Yogi Bear) 'You little bear, tie down your hair.'
Hey, we're flying.
Over the moon.
Oh, I don't like to fly.
Vroom
How we doing, Boo?
Did we lose those rough and tough tykes on their bikes?
They're right behind us, Yogi, and coming up fast.
Hey, stop, will you?
[panting] I'm running out of gas.
Pull over.
[rumbling and screeching]
Ooh, that was close.
Yeah, t-t-too close.
Something's knocking.
I think it's my knees.
No need to worry. I know my way through these trees.
Yiaow!
Screech
thud thud thud
- Where'd they go? - One minute they're here.
And the next minute, they're gone.
[music continues]
[chomping]
[spits] Does that answer your question?
- It's them. - We surrender.
You've got us over a barrel.
Of apples, that is.
Hey, we just wanted to catch you.
That's oblivious.
To tell you, we were sorry.
We didn't know it was you under that mask.
The one and only Yogi Bear.
You are the greatest.
And we're here to help you.
"The greatest." Yeah-he-hey!
That has a nice ring-a-ding ring.
Pop pop pop
And so does that.
(Yogi Bear) 'Then after we found the three little stray bears..'
...we got the bad news.
The gates to our home, old Jellystone
were about to swing shut.
They were gonna send us to the zoo.
(Yogi Bear) 'Along with these cute little cubby bears.'
We didn't wanna go to the zoo.
Uncle Yogi saved us.
Yeah, we made a super car escape.
Wow, Yogi, that's super alright.
Super duper.
Yeah, super super duper duper.
We wove Uncle Yogi.
He is our hewo.
[chuckles] Well, I kinda wove you too.
If you know what I mean. Hey-hey-hey.
Listen, Yogi, don't worry about a thing.
We're not gonna let him take you back to the zoo.
No way.
You mean you have a plan?
We sure do.
(boy #2) First, we're gonna get the size of your shoe.
Okay, uh, what's next?
Watch this Yogi.
[sawing]
(boy #3) 'Now we cut out the shape.'
[sawing]
Then nail it down..
Tap tap tap
'...for Yogi's escape.'
boing boing boing
Hey-hey-hey, I got you now and how.
Well, what do you think, Yogi?
I think it's a foot in the wrong direction
if you catch my drift.
And before the ranger does
I think we'll make some tracks of our own.
Hey-hey-hey.
- Good luck, Yogi. - We'll keep them guessin'.
(boy #1) 'Yeah, as long as we can.'
[engine starts and rumbles]
[revving]
There's one thing a smarter-than-the-average bear
never leaves home without.
Can anybody tell me what I'm talking about?
A big jar of honey made by the bees?
St-rike one.
Next answer, please.
A lucky charm like a grizzly bear claw?
Strike two.
I'll pretend I didn't knew what I saw.
A big fluffy pillow for when we get sweepy?
Sorry, little Bitsy. That's strike three.
And you're out.
Now, Boo Boo, if you don't mind.
[snaps fingers] The big basket, please.
And I'll show how us bears stay safe in the trees.
Coming right up, Yogi.
For openers, one large bed sheet
for Buzzy and Bopper to tie in the trees.
And two cans of paint and plenty of brushes.
(Yogi Bear) 'And with a snook of the paw and a flip of the wrist'
we'll paint a picture
that the ranger can never resist.
Hey-hey-hey.
[instrumental music]
[rustling]
You say that bear went this way?
He was seen near a tree house.
Maybe we can pick up his trail.
[chuckles] Leave it to Yapper.
He'll sniff 'em out, right, boy?
[chuckles] Yap-yap.
Now you know what a tree is, right?
Yap-yap.
And you know what a house is, don't you?
- Yap-yap. - Okay.
Now you put them together
and you got a tree house, get it?
Yap-what?
- Uh-oh. - Then forget it.
Screech
thud thud
I don't see a single clue. No way, no how.
[sniffs]
[mumbling] Yap-yap.
Boing boing boing
Not now, not now.
I know there's a bear somewhere.
Hmm, hmm.
My mountain instincts are telling me something is up.
Boing boing boing
I knew it! A tree house.
Boing boing boing
Not now, not now.
Fixing to go up and have a look.
[instrumental music]
- Ready, Yapper? - Yap-yap.
[panting]
chomp
[rope straining]
And up, up..
[grunting]
...and away.
(Trapper) 'Up, up..'
[grunting]
...and away.
And up, up..
[grunting]
'...and away.'
'And up, up..'
snap
[screams] '...and away!'
thud
[groans]
Uh, I guess that plan fell apart.
Thud
Look here, bear tracks.
Big fat bear tracks. Those are Yogi's.
Then what are we waiting for? Let's get tracking.
Yeah, with Yapper on the sniff, that bear's gonna be mine.
All mine, right, boy?
And once my hound has his nose through the ground..
...there ain't- ain't a horse in a barn
or a pig in a poke or a needle in a haystack
that he can't nose out.
Come rain or shine or sink or swim or..
Blub blub blub
[bubbling]
[indistinct chatter]
I ought to have my head examined.
Hey, it looks like it worked.
Yeah, he fell for it.
Yogi's gang is gonna make a clean getaway.
(all) Uh-oh.
[sniffing] Yap-yap.
If I was that bear, I'd throw my paws in the air
and surrender.
[sniffing] Yap-yap.
'Cause my hound here is gonna stick to his rear.
'Cause he's got a nose that knows.
(Trapper) 'Eyes like an eagle and ears... '
Alright, alright, I believe you.
Leaky there. A fresh set of tracks.
(Trapper) 'Follow that nose.'
[sniffing] Yap, yap.
(Trapper) 'Because this time we're gonna keep a close eye on them.'
[suspenseful music]
I don't see any tracks.
[scoffs] Don't let that fool you.
(Trapper) I've seen all sorts of critter tac-tricks
but I ain't gonna fall for 'em, not this time.
No way, no how.
[sniffing] Yap, yap.
You know what my mountain instinct's telling me?
I'm not sure I wanna know.
It's telling me we lost... trail!
(Yogi Bear) Okay, bear buddies, now that we've left some tracks
it's time for plan B.
So let's tuck out of here and see what we can see.
[revving]
[mumbling]
Yap-yap.
[chuckles] That's doing it, Yap ol' boy.
Screech
We got us some skid marks.
(Trapper) I wonder what they're doing in this neck of the woods.
These are Yogi's super car skid marks.
He's around here somewhere.
Come on.
That's what I was about to tell you.
Somewhere there's a bear.
Just leave it to me. I'll find Yogi.
[revving]
(Ranger Smith) Or my name isn't Ranger Smith.
'See what I mean. Yogi's headed for the hills.'
But he's not gonna fool me twice.
[instrumental music]
whir
thud
crash
I should've known.
This is Yogi's artwork.
[train horn blaring]
(Yogi) 'So long, Mr. Ranger Sir.'
I hope you like a slow train to China. Hey-hey-hey.
I don't think the ranger's gonna like it, Yogi.
What do you mean, Boo?
What's not to like about a free ride? Hee-hee-hee.
Hey, Yogi, you really fooled him this time.
You mean, we fooled him.
My guys couldn't have done it without your guys.
Right, guys?
[laughs] Yeah, we fooled them.
- That's right, alright. - I wove twicks.
The ranger doesn't like tricks, Yogi.
Which means it's time to hit the highway my way.
- Good luck, Yogi. - We'll be rooting for ya.
Yeah and passing the word along.
(all) Yeah, alright, bye-bye.
So long, good buddies.
You're the best.
[engine starts] And like the man said
"Go West, young bears, go West."
'Hey-hey-hey.'
[instrumental music]
(boy #2) 'Listen up, all you'
good buddies, everywhere.
We've got a big 808 for our pal Yogi Bear.
[boy #2 on radio] 'No matter where you are, everybody, stay awake.'
"Cause Yogi's on the fly in his super car ski.'
Alright, you got it.
The Swamp Foxes hear you.
[boy #2 on radio] 'Yogi's bunch are dodging the suit.'
'So keeping them safe is up to us and you.'
We get ya. They won't round up Yogi.
No way, the Lone Raiders won't let that happen.
[boy #2 on radio] 'Keep your ears tuned and your eyes open.'
'Yogi might show up in Texas or even Hoboken.'
(boy #4) 'Hoboken? Hey, that's us, The Hawks.'
Yeah, we better get out on the roof.
(boy #5) 'And keep our eyes open.'
Okay Hawkee, keep those peepers peeping.
(boy #4) 'Right, we don't wanna miss Yogi.'
(boy #5) 'They could show up anywheres anytime.'
We gotta stick together. Do what we have to do.
We can't let them take Yogi's bunch back to the zoo.
- You said it. - Way to go, big leader.
Keep sending.
[instrumental music]
[whirring]
Hey-hey, Boo Boo, how about this for our new home?
You mean where the buffalo roam, Yogi?
I don't see any buffalo.
That's because they are distinctly extinct.
We wanna see cowboys. Yeah, yeah.
And Indians, pwease.
Would you, uh, settle for an old Indian trick or two?
What are you doing, Yogi?
I'm listening for any sign of the old rangeroo.
[rumbling] What's this? Sounds like something big coming this way.
[trotting]
[coughs] Yogi, I thought you said
the buffalo were extinct.
Something tells me I was wrong, Boo
in more ways than one, gee.
[instrumental music]
(Yogi Bear) "Ghost Gulch." Uh, looks emptily.
'Not to mention hollow, eh, Boo?'
If you mean deserted, Yogi, I guess so.
Are they real ghost, huh, huh?
No, there's no ghosts.
I'm scared of ghosts.
Don't worry, Boo Boo will put the boo
into any ghost around here.
In the meantime, I'll just mosey on in
and see if anybody's home.
Hey-hey-hey, anybody here today?
[intriguing music]
I guess not. Oh, what's this?
A stack of hats on a house, ho-ho-ho.
[dramatic music]
Ah, ahchoo!
Hey, bear buddies, look what Uncle Yogi has.
What are you carrying, Yogi?
Not enough insurance, that's for sure.
Hey-hey.
Thud
Hey, we've got hats.
Yeah, we're cowboys now.
Cowgirls too.
Now that we've got our Western chapeaus
let's see where the rest of this town goes.
Hey-hey-hey.
[instrumental music]
Look, there's an Indian.
(bear #2) 'Yeah, right next to a picture of Uncle Yogi.'
(bear #1) 'And Uncle Boo Boo.'
(Boo Boo) 'Hey, they look just like us, Yogi?'
And it says "Wanted for cattle rustling."
Not me, Boob, I'm more of a chicken herder.
'But I got to admit those faces look familiar.'
(Quick Draw) You mean, like the ones you've got on?
I finally caught up with you, Bandit Bear
and Li'l Brother Bear.
It's a for-real cowboy.
It looks more like a for-real cow-horse.
Cow-horse? Oh, I've never been called that before.
Hey, Quick Draw, what brings you to this neck of the woods?
Or should I say range?
You and your hole-in-the-floor gang
that's what brung me, Bandit Bear.
Bandit Bear? Quick draw, old buddy.
How could you forget a face? It's me, Yogi.
Don't old buddy me, you horse-stealing
cattle-rustling, no-good galoots.
I never forget a face.
And don't you forget it.
I'mma taking you in. Got it?
Oh, I get it, but I don't think I want it.
Whirr
You better save that rope for those bandit-type bears.
'Cause Yogi's making another super car escape.
Vroom
Hold it right there. There's no escaping.
The long arm of the law.
[tires screeching]
Hey, what happened to the sheriff?
He looks like a pancake.
Quick Draw, old pal, oh, I didn't mean to squash your day.
That horse eye of yours just got in the way.
Please, old horse, talk to me.
I ain't got much time left.
It looks like I am heading for a horseshoe heaven.
No way, you're gonna be around for a long time
old pony pal of mine.
Are you sure about that?
As sure as the fur on my chinny chin chin.
Will you be willing to shake on it?
Anything you say. Just don't kick the bucket on me.
Anything you say 'cause this time
I got you and you're not getting away.
You got that, Bandit Bear?
I got it, I got it. Shee, what a pal.
With Bandit Bear in my calaboose
I can throw away the key
'and Ghost Gulch can open up again.'
'Yes, siree, yes, siree.'
- What's he mean, Yogi? - I don't know, Boo.
This sounds like a bunch of horse feathers to me.
[upbeat music]
Callin' Lone Raiders. Lone Raiders, come in.
- This is Scout calling. - This is Red Raider 1.
What do you have up there, Scout?
(Scout) 'I've got Yogi Bear and he is in trouble.'
You raiders better get here on the double.
I'm at Ghost Gulch with a hilltop view.
We're on our way. Keep an eye on Yogi.
'Cause the Lone Raiders are gonna save the day.
(both) Yee-haw. Yipi-ka-yee-ooh.
(Bandit Bear) Hey, buzzard face.
These are Bandit Bear lands you're trespassing on.
So if you wanna keep your feathers in one flock
buzz off.
Squawk
[laughs]
Did you see that, Li'l Brother?
I saw that, big bandit brother.
You scared that bird right out of its tree.
That's 'cause there ain't no one meaner
than my little brother and me.
[laughs]
Hold it, Li'l Brother. I hear somethin' coming.
Whirr
Looks like company, big bandit.
Yup, I reckon we'll have to give them
a little surprise party. Ha ha ha.
Yep, I can smell him. I can track him.
- 'I can sniff him.' - But can you find them?
Yay, yap yap-
I never miss, not with this old Indian trick.
Uh, I hear something coming right now.
'Sounds like there's two of 'em.'
- Of course, there is, it's us. - Yap yap.
Well, how do you expect me to hear
with you two moving around, right, Yapper?
[yapping]
Now quit that yappin'.
[yapping]
Oh, here's something. Getting closer.
Coming our way.
Vroom
(Scrapper) 'It were a Jeep. I, I'd stake my life on it.'
- How do you know? - 'Cause it ran over me.
[9893] Does that tell?
[pensive music]
Hey, that was my Jeep.
[yapping]
Hey, Li'l Brother, this is gonna be the day.
And what day is it, big bandit brother?
Rob The Bank Day. That's what.
[both laughing]
[country music]
[upbeat music]
(Quick Draw) 'Like I was sayin' with Bandit Bear'
and his hole-in-the-floor gang locked up tight in my calaboose
Ghosh Gulch won't be a ghost town anymore.
You got the wrong bunch, Sheriff McGraw.
Do us innocent bears look like any bandits you ever saw?
Exact-ical-Iy, now hold the palaver.
It's high noon around these parts.
'That means time to put on the old feedbag.'
First, I'll have a crunchy sagebrush salad
'followed by my favori-la-te'
a bowl of mouth-waterin' cactus stew
with a side of French-fried rawhide.
And last but not least
'a tasty tuffer uffer'
old mother McGraw's very own tumbleweed pie.
Clatter
[mellow music]
Simmerin' sassafras.
My lunch is up and rode away.
Blub blub blub
Hold it right there.
'Drop those straws and raise your paws.'
Mm, yum yum.
- That was good. - I wove tumbleweed pie.
My tumbleweed pie.
'From now on, for you bears, it's bread and butter.'
Excuse me, sheriff, but don't you mean bread and water?
Hey-hey-hey.
[all laughing]
I said what I mean and I mean what I say.
And what I means to say is forget it.
[gunshots]
What did I tell you, Li'l Brother?
It's Rob The Bank Day and nobody inside.
Not even that horseshoe sheriff.
He's probably hiding in the pond with his blinkers on.
[both laughing]
[humming]
Howdy, Bandit Bear? Howdy, Li'l Brother Bear?
- Did he say howdy? - That's what he said.
[chuckles] Sometimes, you see the strangest galdern sights.
If I didn't have them locked up in my calaboose
'I'd have thought I just saw Bandit Bear'
and his little brother robbing the bank.
Hold up there, Li'l Brother and Bandit Bear.
In the name of the law, stay right where you are.
This is downright discombobulating.
Li'l Brother, we pulled it off without a hinge.
Yeah, big bandit, we flattened the sheriff
and now we's rich.
[both laughing]
Hey, it's Bandit Bear and Li'l Brother.
And they just robbed the bank.
That means Bandit Bear's on the loose
and Yogi's in the calaboose.
What are we gonna do?
We're gonna deliver the goodies and the baddies too.
I don't get it.
The ranger is after Yogi, right?
So instead, how about Yogi's look-alike?
Then the ranger will have Bandit Bear and his little brother.
And all we have to do is get Yogi and his bunch out.
You got it, Scout. Calling Ranger Smith.
Come in. Calling Ranger Smith.
'Calling Ranger Smith.'
This is Ranger Smith.
Listen up, Ranger, this could be your day.
'You got a Yogi Bear heading your way.'
I knew it. I told you and I said so.
Yogi Bear's heading our way. Right, Yapper?
Right, yap yap.
Yogi is heading my way and don't you two get in it.
Don't you worry, Ranger.
We're only gonna get in Yogi Bear's way.
Hey, roll that log over here, Yapper.
[yapping]
rustle rustle rustle
[chuckles] As soon as they stop for this here log
'they're gonna step in these here traps.'
And you're gonna catch that dare bear
or my name ain't T-R-A-P-P-E-R Trapper.
Okay, okay, but you better hope this works.
[engine revving]
That sounds like him coming.
(Trapper) 'Yep, that's him alright. You better duck, Yapper.'
'It's time to spring the thrill.'
'I said duck, not get stuck.'
Looks like a log in the road, Li'l Brother.
Looks like more than that, big bandit. See.
I'll be right back, Li'l Brother.
Soon as I trip this trap.
Make it good, Big Bandit.
That bear should've been here by now.
[yapping]
[grunts] This log is giving me a cramp.
You mean this log?
Yeah, that one. Now put it back before that Yogi Bear gets here.
Bear? It's him.
(Ranger Smith) Yogi, I'm ordering you to drop that log
or you're gonna be in for it.
No, you're gonna be in for it.
The log, that is.
Look at that, Li'l Brother. A logjam.
[laughs]
Looks more like a flying family tree.
[laughs]
(Ranger Smith) Oh, let me out of here..
(Trapper) Hey!
[whirring]
thud
boing boing boing
scream scream
boing
[screaming]
boing
splash
[comical music]
[laughs]
grunt
[yapping]
[laughing]
- Well, it almost worked. - Now what are we gonna do?
Get Yogi and his bunch out pronto.
Yeah, we can take care of Bandit Bear later.
You guys are right. Yogi's running out of time.
So let's get him out before the ranger and his posse come back.
(both) Yahoo! Yipi-kay-yeoo.
[engines revving]
vroom vroom vroom
vroom
[upbeat music]
vroom
vroom vroom vroom
[engine revving]
vroom
vroom vroom vroom
Yeehaw!
Lone Raiders, here we go.
We're gonna spring Yogi.
(all) That's all we know.
[music fades]
[upbeat music]
(Quick Draw) 'I don't know how you escaped my calaboose, Bandit Bear'
or how you snuck back in.
But you ain't going nowheres
until I give that bank money back.
Bank money? Uh, what bank money is that, Quick Draw?
The money you and your hole-in-the-floor gang
'rustled from the Ghost Gulch Bank.'
'That big barrel larceny'
and it'll get you about 99 years.
So don't make any plans
'unless it's working on the chain gang.'
'Choppin' wood on the wood pile'
'or putting your paws to the plough'
if you catch my drift.
Yogi, it sounds like we're in trouble.
That's for sure, Boob.
Quick Draw has us mixed up with our bandit-type doubles.
I don't wanna work on the ch-chain gang.
Or ch-chop wood.
Or put my p-p-paws to the plough.
Pwease, Uncle Yogi, we're innocent.
Don't worry, little bears
there's no plough pushers in this bunch.
I hope, |hope, |hope.
(Lone Raider boy) 'Psst. Psst.'
'Hey, Yogi, over here.'
Who's this? Our first visitor?
I am a Lone Raider. We're here to break you out.
After Scout pulls out the bars, we got the super car waiting.
What do you say, Yogi?
I say it beats working on a chain gang.
Boo Boo, what's the status on the sheriff?
[snoring]
It's siesta time. All clear.
Then get ready, Yogi. Here we go, Scout.
Vroom vroom
crash
Way to go, Scout. Now hurry up, Yogi.
Grunt
- We gotta get you out. - I'm trying.
It's a mighty tight squeeze.
'What I could use is some little bear help, please.'
Okay, Yogi, stand by for a shove.
Grunt
[all grunting]
[intense music]
[screams]
boing
Hey, this is what I call a buckle seat.
- All aboard. - Here we come, Yogi.
[upbeat music]
Alright, Yogi, all systems ready to roll.
Yeah. Let's hit the trail.
Before the sheriff wakes up and puts you back in his calaboose.
Hey, Lone Raiders, I appreciate what you've done
but I can't leave my pal Quick Draw
at the wrong end of a gun.
What do you mean, Yogi?
I've got to help Quick Draw get that money back.
Yogi's right.
And that means bringing in Bandit Bear
and his little bandit brother.
Then you'll count us in, Yogi.
Yeah. The Lone Raiders are with you all the way.
We'll help you get those bandit brothers.
Or my name ain't Yogi. Hey-hey-hey.
Vroom vroom
[upbeat music]
[chuckles] What do you say about all this gold, Li'l Brother?
First stop, Acapulco.
Yeah, Big Bandit.
And how's about a South Seas Caribbean bear-type cruise?
[laughing]
vroom vroom
There they are, Yogi. Dead ahead.
I got him in my sight, Lone Raiders. Here we go!
Vroom
Hey, Big Bandit, looks like we got company.
Come on, you heap of a Jeep. Get it goin'.
[engine revving]
slap slap slap
Okay, Yogi's posse, time to round 'em up.
[intense music]
slap slap slap
boing
swish
[swishing]
Yiaow!
Attaway, Lone Raiders! One bear down.
'And one bad bear to go.'
cluck cluck cluck
vroom
[crowing]
cluck cluck cluck
Hey, where did the egg noggin come from?
[squealing]
- There he goes! - He's getting away!
Oink oink
Not for long. Ready, Bopper, huh, huh?
Ready, Buzzy. Up away!
Whoosh
[squealing]
thud
whirr whirr
[screaming]
splash
Hey, egg head, don't forget your cwown.
Thud
I guess seein' is believin'.
Three little cops taking care of one big bad Bandit Bear.
You know what they say, Uncle Boo Boo and Uncle Yogi?
Uh, what's that, little guys?
Yeah, what do they say?
(all) All's well that ends well. Hey-hey-hey-hey!
Shee. I think these little bears are stealin' my line.
[upbeat music]
There's one Bandit Bear and his little bandit brother
tucked safely into their cell.
So it's time for me and my bunch to say adios and fare thee well.
'Hey-hey-hey!'
But what about the reward, Yogi?
- Yeah, you earned it. - The money is all yours.
This is one reward I don't have time to collect.
'So I'm donating it to the clubhouse'
'of the Lone Raiders!'
(all) Wow, what a pal! Thanks, Yogi!
Besides, uh, money ain't everything, you know?
'With those bear-type bandits locked up tight..'
[both grunting]
(Yogi Bear) '...when my old pal Quick Draw wakes up from his nap'
the town of Ghost Gulch will be back on the map.
Yeah, thanks to Yogi Bear.
The people's pal!
And the most unselfish-type bear we ever met.
- You said it. Yeah, yeah. - He's the greatest.
We love Uncle Yogi! Muah!
That's, uh, mighty nice, but before we forget
there's a ranger on our trail, so get ready and set
to go, go, go with a yippee kayo!
Adios, Lone Raiders!
(an) So long!
- Goodbye, Yogi! - Bye, Yogi!
- Goodbye, Boo Boo! - So long!
[engine revving]
[mysterious music]
[engine rumbling]
Hey, Yogi, uh, w-where are we n-now?
I-I don't think I like this place.
- It is dark. - And scawy.
W-W-What do you mean?
W-W-What's there to be afraid of?
[frog croaking]
(all) Everything.
[music continues]
M-maybe we should just stay here till it's light?
Yeah, we can sleep while one of us stands guard.
I'm too scared to sweep.
Yogi, look. T-there's a Sign.
"Mumbo-Jumbo Marsh, beware!"
Nobody tells Yogi the brave to beware.
Growl growl
Then again, Yogi the chicken is willing to listen.
[gasps] Hey, Uncle Yogi, look!
(Bopper) 'It looks like a g-ghost ship.'
(Bitsy) I'm afraid of g-ghosts.
What do you say, Boo?
Does that look like a ship of ghosts to you?
I don't know, Yogi. It looks like pretty scary.
(Yogi) 'Hey, we're not gonna let a little old steamboat'
scarify us, are we?
Besides, it looks like a pretty good hidin' place
in case the ranger shows up.
O-okay, Yogi. You're the boss.
Growl growl
D-don't bosses go first, h-huh, huh?
Yeah, brave bosses do.
Especially when there is g-ghosts.
You little bears just leave it to me.
'Cause Yogi Bear is smarter than the average ghost.
Yikes!
Anybody else wanna be boss?
(Yogi) 'Are we almost there?'
[grunts] Just a few more feet, Yogi.
Yogi, where are you going?
Didn't somebody say backward march?
(Boo Boo) 'Yogi, watch out behind you!'
Hey!
Scoot
Phew! That was a close one.
You can say that again, Yogi.
[howling]
Did somebody say Boo Boo?
Somebody said boo woo-o.
- It sounds like.. - A g-ghost.
A big scary ghost.
Boo woo!
[all screaming]
Boo woo!
[intense music]
Boo woo!
I'm the ghost of Mojo
and if you know what's good for you, you'll go, go.
[all screaming]
[all chattering]
(all) Yikes!
(Wally Gator) 'Well, I'd shake, rattle and roll'
'if it isn't Yogi Bear.'
Do my bright eyes deceive me
or is it my old pal Wally Gator?
In the skin. Welcome to Wally's on the Bayou!
You mean, you live here on this creepy, creaky houseboat?
Hey, all us alligators don't live in the swamp.
We're not savages. No way, no way.
Then what's with the boo-woo on a bayou?
If you don't mind my asking.
Oh, you mean the poltergeist look?
I certainly do-hoo.
Just a little unfriendly persuasion
to keep away the unfriendly.
- But what the banjo, Wally? - And the piano.
- Yeah, what about them? - They scared us.
Just a couple of belling wire tricks
I pulled out of the old alligator bag.
'In case, you know, one of those zookeepers'
happens to show up.
We got you, Wally. Us bears live in the same zoo-type booth.
I know, I know. I've been hearing about you on the radio.
But now that we're amongst friends
how about some of Wally's home cooking?
Well, like some, uh, chickery chicken'
'mud crab stew and dippy duck gumbo?'
Mmm! Yes, sounds yummy.
- I'm starving. - I want gumbo.
Sounds like a swamp-type treat, Wally. Hey-hey-hey!
[instrumental music]
chomp chomp chomp
That's it. I hate to admit it
but for once, I'm filled to the gills.
Oh, now I know what a stuffed turkey feels like.
Hang in there, fellas, Chef Wally has just begun to cook.
Now let's see.
A pinch of peat moss, a dash of oyster oil
'and a slug of our Triple A hot sauce.'
squirt squirt squirt
slurp
toot
No more, Wally.
I can't eat another bite or my stomach will disown me.
Oh, mine too, Yogi.
Not us. We're still hungry!
We want catfish and cookies now!
And don't forget dessert. I love dessert.
Jumpin' jambalaya.
I've never seen three little bears eat so much.
That's because you've never seen these little bears
'who by the way are in need of a swamp to stay'
'and since they appreciate your home cook in... '
Sorry, but this swamp is full up to the brim.
You can get some cheap group rates the next swamp over
just as soon as these little nibblers
polish off the possum pie.
Clank clank
Oh, no, I ate so much there's a ringing in my ears.
I hope it's not the dinner bell.
No way, no way.
That's Wally's homemade alligator alarm.
What's it mean?
It means we've got dinner pests.
Some swamp moochers who are about to have
a ghost encounter for the first time!
[laughing]
[mysterious music]
(Trapper) 'I told you once, I told you twice.'
I'm a sniffer and snapper and a tripper and trapper.
And if this ain't that Yogi Bear's super car..
- ...my name ain't... - Okay, okay!
I already know your name!
What I wanna know now is where's Yogi?
[Yapper yapping]
Well, looks to me like Yogi Bigfoot went that way.
- Right, Yapper? - Yap yap.
(Ranger Smith) You mean, he-he's on that old haunted-looking steamboat?
D-did you say haunted, like ghosts and goblins?
[laughing]
Everybody knows there's no such thing as ghost.
- Right, Yapper? - Yap yap.
So if you're afraid, me and Yapper
will just round up that Yogi Bear our self.
- Right, Yapper? - Yap.
No way. Where Yogi Bear goes, this ranger follows.
(Trapper) 'Well, then let's get it going, Mr. Ranger.'
Oh, and if you see any ghost, just scream for old Trapper.
[laughing]
Yap yap yap.
[instrumental music]
My intuition tells me that's the ranger I see.
My alligator alarm is sending the same message.
It looks like there is only one thing to do
and that's make with the boo-hoo-hoo.
Sounds swampy superb. Go to it, go to it.
And while Yogi provides the ghostly shadows
I'll man the special effects.
Roar roar
Oh yeah, it's scawy!
And spice it up with a spooky rendition of Suwannee River.
'What do you think, Yogi?'
I think it's time to man our battle stations.
Hey-hey-hey!
Growl growl
Yap yap!
Sounds like there's a big eat on the prowl.
We ain't afraid of no pussyfoot or pussycats.
Come on, we got us a clear deck ahead.
Growl
I hope the c-c-commissioner appreciates what I'm doing
in the I-I-line of duty.
I'll settle for a cash reward.
Just me and 99 cents on the dollar.
Yap yap yap!
Okay, okay! 50-50.
Now here's the plan.
Ready, little bears?
- Ready. One. - Two.
Thwee!
Thud thud thud
thud thud thud
Ha! It just a little old cannonball.
Nothin' to worry about. "Get lost."
Says who?
It sounds like something's burning.
Yeah, like a short fuse.
Whoa, yap, yap, yap, yap, yam!
Not now, Yapper, I, I'm trying to listen.
[Yapper yapping]
[sizzling]
splash
Ah. I guess I didn't get me the message.
Yap yap yap!
- 'Boo-o-o!' - Uh-oh.
We got us some uninvited laundry.
Boo-o-o!
I get the message just now!
- Me too! - Yap yap!
Boo-o-o!
[upbeat music]
[all screaming]
(Yogi) 'Boo-o-o!'
Oh-ho, he-he sounds like a big one.
[instrumental music]
Boo-o-o!
I don't know if I can bear to look.
But I swear I've heard that ghost before.
A boo-boo-bee do and yoo-hoo-pee do.
I am the ghost of Mojo and if you're smart...
Knock it off, Yogi! The show is over.
Yogi? I don't see a Yogi anywheres.
Only the ghost of the bayou who's about to work his voodoo.
A boo-hoo-pee do and a boo-hoo-pee do on you!
Yogi, from now on
you can work your voodoo in the zoo-hoo!
Look!
Hey, it's me, Yogi!
You're our prisoner, you fugitive bear!
Yap yap yap!
Sorry, Yogi, but the chase is over.
I guess so, sir. It looks like the end of the line.
And the same goes for whoever is wearing that sheet!
Who might that be, ranger sir?
Why don't you ask him? He's right behind you.
If you insist.
[howling]
It's no use, Wally. They got us cornered.
Wally Gator? Oh, boy.
That commissioner will give me a bonus for this.
[howling]
Forget it, old buddy. It's curtains.
Hey, I forget it already.
My string snapped a long time ago.
[howling]
Boo Boo, little bears, is that you in there?
(Boo Boo) Unh-unh, Yogi, this is us over here.
Yeah, here we are.
- All present. - And accounted for.
There's something gruesome going on, sir.
I think you're right, Yogi.
[howling]
Knock off the noise, short sheet.
Let's see who's under there.
[gasps] There's nobody there.
Now that's what I call out of sight.
(Bitsy) 'It's the invisible man.'
Ouch! Ow!
Let go! Ow!
Ooh! Who did that?
There can only b-b-be one thing.
[howling]
A-a real-type ghost. Whoa!
[howling]
[all screaming]
Help! Ah! It's a real ghost!
- Aah! - Yap yap!
[howling]
I think it's time to send up an 808.
Bang
(Wally) 'Yeah, ASAP.'
(Yogi) 'ASAP?'
(Wally) That's Alligator short hand for "now."
Uh-oh, h-here they come.
[all screaming]
[howling]
I'm ducking out of here!
Me too!
[all screaming]
[howling]
Yap yap yap!
Creak
snap
[howling]
[all screaming]
[upbeat music]
It looks like we got us a dog paddle.
And they're rolling on the river.
[ghost howling]
I'm not going any place with that ghost.
Hey, Wally, uh, what are you doing?
I'll take my chances in the muddy Mississippi.
Are you coming?
Oh, I can't leave without Boo Boo
and those little bears, wherever they are.
Here we are, Yogi.
- We were hiding. - From that ghost.
He's cweepy.
Double creepy. So let's get out of here.
Hold your noses and say a prayer
that when we land, somebody's..
(all) There!
[music continues]
Hey, that was a super-type rescue, Swamp Fox pals.
Yeah, it was swell.
Stupendous. I guess you can say our friends were actors.
Y'all can always count on us
'cause any friends of Yogi is a friends of ours.
Best friend!
Us Swamp Foxes think you all are the greatest
and Yogi is the king of the bayou!
The feeling is mutual from us bears large and small.
Bon voyage, bayou buddies.
Way to go. Hey-hey-hey!
[music fades]
vroom
Why are we stopping, Yogi?
I hear the sounds of fun and merriment, Boo.
Have a look.
(Boo Boo) 'Wow, Yogi, it's a carnival!'
Oh, boy, oh, boy!
I wanna go on the Ferris wheel, huh, huh?
I wanna see the fat lady sing.
I want cotton candy, pwease!
It looks like fun, Yogi.
I guess that makes it unanimous.
[engine revs]
(Snagglepuss) 'Step right up, ladies and gentleman.'
Just oneth in time, one tenth of a dollar
for all you can see, and all you can holler.
Thank you, thank you, and you're welcome.
And now what you've all been waiting to see.
Doing her famous dance of the pyramids
Pyraweds, and Palibooze. Little Egypt.
[indistinct murmuring]
Have you ever seen such a vision?
A plethora of pulchritude, a rare sight indeed.
[all shouting]
Heavens to Murgatroyd, Little Egypt is defective.
Squelch squelch squelch
'Have patience. Try a little tenderness.'
Little Egypt, the princess will be right...
Sufferin' sardines!
How's a poor prissy cat
to survive the loss of his top star?
I've gotta put out an 808 for some excitement.
A performer with pizzazz.
Like a muscleman from Mars
or any sort of minor miracle.
Did somebody say miracle?
'Or would you believe a troop of'
'and get this'
'large and tiny dancing bears?'
I say ahoy there, Yogi old pal!
Hey, Yogi, it's Snagglepuss.
Snagg, you old carnival cat.
Aren't you a sight for sore eyes?
I could say the same thing.
Hey, Yogi, who are your little claimin'-type friends.
Yogi's more than our friend.
Yeah, Yogi's our uncle.
Our great uncle.
How sweet. I'm ever so touched.
Boy, oh, boy, am I ever and just at the right moment.
Say, Yogi, how do you feel about showbiz?
The stage, the stars, the lights!
You mean the bright lights, Snagg.
Uh-oh! Hey, Yogi, look.
It's the ranger.
I appreciate the offer, Snagg
but what we really need is a place to hide our hides.
As I was saying, my tent is your tent.
80 exit stage left.
Scoot
[elephant trumpeting]
- Snagglepuss. - Mr. Ranger.
Greetings and salutations.
What brings you to the carnival?
Yogi brings me. What else?
Yogi? You mean smarter-than the-average-bear-type Yogi?
I certainly do. Have you seen him?
Not since the Jellystone Reunion and that was some picnic.
Say you, what do have in this here tent?
I take it you mean this tent here?
Well, that's what I said, didn't I, Yapper?
Yap yap yap!
- So come on. What's inside? - My next act.
And they're dressing for their performance.
Did you hear that?
Dressing for their performance.
I heard that. Supposin' I take a look.
Splendid.
Suppose you do.
'It's only a dollar and it's the Show of shows.'
thud
'Just step around to the front.'
'Next act in five minutes.'
Hold it, Fido.
This ain't a free lunch at the pound, you know.
[cash register dings]
'Thanks. You're all paid up.'
Yap yap.
Step right up, folks, step right up.
There's no time like showtime.
'And this is one show you won't wanna miss.'
So here it is for your eyes only.
'Straight from the Nile with a smile'
Little Egypt!
'Correction, make that Big Fat Egypt'
'and her little dancing mummies!'
[Egyptian music]
Man, oh, man. Look at that Big Egypt.
Wooh! Ain't she something?
Yeah, something fat and familiar.
Hey, Yogi, how long do we have to keep this up?
As long as the ranger is watching.
Ooh, it's getting hot in here.
And sticky.
I don't like mummies.
Man, would you look at them eyes, them lips?
How about those big hips? There's something shaky here.
You said it!
Big Egypt, you make me shake, quake and quiver.
Ooh, and I'm gonna give you a smooch
that'll make you shiver!
Mwah!
Yuck! Shiver is right.
Yogi! I knew it.
Yogi, you hold it right there.
Hit the curtains, Snagg.
Gotcha, Yogi.
And if you'll take this cat's advice...
I know, I know. Exit stage right!
Yeehaw! After him!
[Yapper yapping]
Hurry it up. All bears, aboard!
You can hide in here
while I divert the ranger's attention.
Alright, Snagglepuss, where are they?
"They, sh"?
Yeah, they!
Yap yap!
Quiet, Yapper, I am interrogating a witness.
Now where's that Yogi, that big belly dancer
and them other little imposters?
Oh, you mean the ones impersonating the mummies.
- They belong in a museum. - They belong in the zoo.
Now which way did they go?
Yap yap yap!
That way!
[yapping]
(Snagglepuss) 'This is it. The skyway is the highway.'
'Good luck, Yogi!'
[upbeat music]
vroom
thud
[laughs]
swish thud
[laughs]
blub blub
shriek
toing
squawk
[engine sputtering]
(Ranger) 'Oh!'
rumble rumble
[swishing]
crash
roar
boing
[instrumental music]
swish swash
clamp
creak
swish
boing
[air whistling]
[mysterious music]
(Boo Boo) 'Yogi, what was that?'
(Yogi) 'I don't know, Boo, but I think it's time'
to sound the all clear.
Wow. Look at the fog.
It's has thick as soup.
The ranger will never see us in this stuff.
So come on, let's not stick around.
Hey, somebody forgot to tell me
my feet ain't touching the ground!
Hey, where are we, huh, huh?
Search me.
I can barely see in front of my bear nose.
That's because we're in the alto nimbus cloud.
Oh, what are we gonna do, Yogi?
What can we do, Boo?
Except take a alto nimbus nap and wait for things to clear.
(Ranger Smith) 'Yogi, this is the ranger calling.'
Hey, Boo, I could've swore I heard the ranger call my name.
Me too, Yogi. We must have been dreaming.
It's no dream, Boo. Take a look.
(Boo) 'It's the Empire State Building.'
(Yogi) 'I always wanted to see the sights'
'but not get stuck on 'em.'
(Ranger Smith) 'This is the ranger, Yogi. Do you read?'
I read you, but I don't see you, sir.
Yogi, look!
Yogi, you can give up now!
"Up," sir? How far up you want us to be?
Wow! We must be a 100 stories high.
I feel like King Kong.
I feel dizzy.
Ladies, gentleman, this is truly unbelievable.
It looks as if it's all come down
or I should say up to this.
The perilous trail of Yogi and the great bear escape
has seemingly ended right here at Empire State Building.
Where it has just been learned'
'that the president of the United States'
'is on the phone to Yogi himself.'
Yogi, listen to me. I've got some news for you.
Good news or bad news, sir?
(Ranger Smith) 'It's your president, Yogi. He wants to talk to you.'
The president wants to talk to me?
What am I gonna say, Boo?
Say hello, Mr. President.
Hello, Mr. President. Uh, Yogi here.
How do I like the Empire State Building?
How about, uh, a little lower?
Hey-hey-hey! Just joking, sir.
What's that, sir?
You're not gonna let Jellystone close?
That's great news, sir. And we can all go home?
Boo Boo, the little bears and me?
Thank you, sir. You're one of the good ones, sir.
Bye-bye, sir.
Did you hear that, everybody?
A reprieve from the president himself.
We're no longer bears on the run.
We can go home and hit the hay.
And where else could that happen
except in the good old US of A.
[music fades]
[birds chirping]
[Yogi yawning]
Boy, oh, boy, am I bushed?
It's been a long spring, Boo.
I think I'm gonna hit the old rock-a-roo.
But, Yogi, i-it's too early.
It's not even summer yet.
It's never too early for a growing bear to get his sleep.
I'm gonna turn in and call it a spring.
(all) Surprise!
It's the little bears, Boo
and they're sleeping in my bed.
Hey, hey, Uncle Yogi. I'm hungry.
I wanna a drink of water.
I wanna hear a story pwease.
Well, Boo, I guess bringing up three little bears
is a never-ending job.
Yeah, Yogi, I think you're right.
Uncle Yogi, Uncle Boo Boo
we have a sec wet we wanna tell you.
(Yogi) 'A secret? For us?'
(all) Uh-huh!
Okay, we're listening.
We just wanted to say..
(all) We think you're the greatest!
(Busy) We wove you. Mwah.
Gee, Boo, I guess that's what you'd call a real bear hug.
- And you know what? - What, Yogi?
I love it, hey-hey-hey.
[instrumental music]
[music continues]