PAW Patrol: The Mighty Movie/Transcript

MAN ON RADIO: It's gonna be a scorcher today, folks.
We're looking at a high of 98, cooling down into the evening, and we're forecasting clear skies up and down the coast, which means Adventure City should get a good look at tonight's meteor shower.
You’re listening to Adventure City radio.
JINGLE SINGERS: ♪ 104 ♪
(phone bell clanging)
I'm coming. I'm coming.
(phone ringing)
J&H Scrap. You bring us trash, we pay you cash.
(indistinct voice on phone)
Oh, sure thing. I'll get him.
Hank! Phone!
Okey-doke. (grunts)
Bruce, when are you gonna start answering the phone?
Living here rent-free. (laughs)
Yell-o. Hello?
Weird. There's nobody there.
What do you mean? I was just talking to her.
Hello? Hello?
(grunts) What on earth?
(grunting)
The door's locked.
There's somebody outside.
What? Where?
Look. Over there.
HANK: What are they doing?
JANET: Looks like they're stealing the crane!
Oh, my goodness. They're heading straight for the welding tanks!
(tanks whizzing)
(both shrieking)
(screaming)
(gurgling shriek)
(dials)
Hello? PAW Patrol? This is Janet from J&H Scrap.
(crashing)
The whole place is burning down!
You've got to come quick!
(squawks)
(bell clanging)
(squawking in alarm)
(machinery rumbling)
All right, pups, we've got a fire at the scrapyard.
And by the sounds of it, we don't have much time.
No fire's too big, no pup's too small!
Skye, you are clear for takeoff.
Let's take to the sky!
(engines whirring)
And away we go!
Pups, get ready to launch.
(loud metallic thunking)
(engines revving)
PAW Patrol is on a roll!
(all pups howling)
SKYE: I've got eyes on the fire.
It's a big one. I'm going in for a water drop.
The entrance is blocked. I'm gonna clear a way in.
Whoo! Bullseye!
Hot dog! It's the PAW Patrol! They're gonna save us!
The PAW Patrol! Oh, Bruce, you're gonna love them.
They're cute little puppies who drive around in cars.
I know that sounds weird, but just go with it.
All right, Marshall, let's fight that fire.
Arf! Water cannon!
(electronic beep)
(whirring)
(howls)
JANET: Help!
HANK: Over here!
Help!
Help!
BOTH: Help us!
Marshall, the trailer's on fire!
I’m all out of water!
Oh, no.
SKYE: Incoming!
(howls)
ALL: Yeah, Skye!
(laughing)
(cheers, laughs)
You see that right there? That's why she's my favorite pup.
JANET: PAW Patrol!
(banging on door)
Let's get you out of there.
(grunting) Whoa!
Oh!
Oops. Sorry.
And that's why I wear a hard hat.
Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you!
We're just glad you're okay. Hopefully there's not too much damage.
Well, the good thing is it was all junk to begin with. (chuckles)
These are the brave pups I was telling you about.
This is Bruce. He's a sensitive soul.
This is all a bit much for him.
(Bruce bloops)
Hey, let's get a picture with Bruce and the pups.
Oh, great idea.
Janet, grab the little one so she gets in the photo.
I'm fine down here.
Come here, sweetie.
Everybody say, "Junk."
ALL: Junk!
(camera clicks)
Ugh! I hate being the smallest pup.
If she picked me up like that, I'd have hit her with the dog breath.
(exhales)
(both chuckle)
That trailer was locked from the outside. How did that happen?
Well, you're not gonna believe this, but somebody locked us up so they could steal our 10-ton electromagnet.
Who would want to steal a 10-ton electromagnet?
(crickets chirping)
(machinery whirring, clanking)
It's showtime.
(cackling)
(breaking news fanfare playing)
(people conversing)
Hey, what's going on, everybody?
I'm Sam Stringer here, reporting live from downtown Adventure City, where we're about to see the largest meteor shower we've had in over 50 years.
ALL: (chanting) Meteor! Meteor! Meteor!
Ah, I'm just so excited to see the meteor, Chickaletta.
(squawks)
As you can see, it's meteor fever out here, and everyone is turning their eyes to the sky.
ALL: (chanting) Meteor! Meteor! Meteor…
(party horns blowing)
(people cheering)
(cheering continues, fainter)
See any meteors?
(yelps, giggles)
All I can see is your giant head.
Oops. Sorry.
Come on, Rubble. You're gonna miss the meteor.
Do you really expect me to watch a once-in-a-lifetime celestial event without snacks?
(giggles)
Hey, Chase, you have a rip in your suit.
I do?
Yeah. Looks like you're too big for this thing already.
You're all growing so fast.
All of us? Even me?
Not yet, Skye. You're still pretty much the same size.
But it's nothing to worry about. All pups grow at their own speed.
(Skye sighs)
And some of us never grow at all.
(doorbell chimes)
Oh, great. They're here.
Come on up. Pups, we've got company.
I'd like you to meet the Junior Patrollers.
Nano.
Hello!
Mini.
Hi!
And Tot.
What's up?
When they grow up, they want to be in the PAW Patrol.
So I invited them to watch the meteor shower with us.
(gasps) You're Chase.
Uh, yep.
You're on the case.
I guess I am.
And you're Rubble!
(yelps)
Cool glasses.
Thank you.
Wow, Skye, I'm almost as tall as you!
Well, I'm definitely taller. But not for long.
Why don't you guys check out the telescope?
Whoa!
My turn, my turn!
Whoa, whoa, whoa… Whoa, whoa!
Take it easy, puffballs.
This thing is expensive.
Oops.
Whoops.
Sorry.
Let's try that again.
Take a look through the eyepiece and tell us what you see.
Carefully look through the eyepiece. Carefully.
I don't know about this whole "Junior Patrollers" thing.
I mean, when did the PAW Patrol become a babysitting service?
Come on, Liberty.
Don't write them off just because they're small.
Whoa!
Look at all the stars.
There must be a billion of them.
We should count them all.
Okay.
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven…
(insects chirping)
(video camera beeps)
Hello, world. Hello, universe. Hello, Internet!
My name is Victoria Vance, and I'm making this video as proof that I'm the greatest scientist in history.
Oh, and don't believe the rumors.
I'm not a mad scientist.
I mean, sure, sometimes I act a little mad, and I am a scientist, but that doesn't make me a mad scientist.
You got that? Good.
(cackling)
Now, I've been tracking meteor X-2805 for the past two years.
It contains some kind of power source stronger than anything we've ever seen on Earth.
Which brings me to my latest invention, the Meteor Magnet!
Cool name, right? (chuckles confidently)
This sweet little tractor beam will pull that meteor out of the sky and gently deliver it to my doorstep.
(grunts)
Now, let's get ready to party.
(pop music playing)
(loud whirring)
Whoo-hoo!
I've locked on to the meteor and I'm reeling it in!
I did it. I did it!
Me. Victoria Vance.
To all the haters out there who laughed at me and called me a mad scientist, who's laughing now?
(laughing)
(alarm blaring)
Uh-oh.
No! No, no, no!
The meteor is stronger than I expected.
(Meteor Magnet sputtering)
I don't have enough power!
(loud crackling)
(Meteor Magnet powers down)
That is not good.
NANO: …3,034, 3,035,
3,036, 3,037, 3,038…
(gasps) There it is!
PUPS: Whoa.
I didn't think it would be so bright.
It looks like it's headed straight for us.
(meteor rumbling in distance)
(wrist computer beeps)
That's because it is!
Everybody out of the pup tower!
(Junior Pups yelling)
RYDER: Get those people inside! Go, go, go!
Everybody out of the street! You need to take cover right now!
Take shelter! The meteor's heading straight for us!
(all gasping)
(squawks)
(all screaming)
Everybody inside! Get inside!
(grunting athletically)
(squawks)
Oh! Come on, buddy. Get up. Let's go.
Get out of the street! We don't have much time!
Clear!
Street's clear!
Clear!
Good job, pups. Now take cover!
(panting)
(grunts)
(grunts)
(panting)
(gasps)
Get down!
(car alarms blaring)
Is everybody okay?
I'm okay.
I'm good.
I'm fine, but I'm gonna need a serious bath.
(people murmuring fearfully)
Oh, my goodness.
Wait. Where are the Junior Patrollers?
Nano? Mini? Tot?
BOTH: Whoa!
That was epic.
(sighs in relief) I'm so glad nobody got hurt.
Oh, no. Look.
The pup tower. It's completely destroyed.
Our home.
Our vehicles.
It's all gone.
(meteor rumbling faintly)
(people gasping and murmuring)
LIBERTY: That little thing did all this?
(lights buzzing faintly)
RYDER: This meteor is giving off some kind of strange energy pulse.
Let's get it out of here until we find out what's going on.
At approximately 7:31 p.m., a meteor, which was meant to safely pass by the planet, suddenly veered off course, crashing into Adventure City, causing massive destruction!
I was there, people! I almost got squashed!
Whew! Okay. (clears throat)
The mad scientist Victoria Vance was arrested after taking credit for the disaster online.
I did it! Me. Victoria Vance.
Yikes. Ooh! That's an open and shut case.
(door lock buzzes)
You can't lock me up!
I'm the greatest scientist in the world!
More like the maddest scientist in the world. (chuckles)
I heard that.
I am not a mad scientist!
(door clangs shut)
(spluttering in rage)
(huffs)
Hello, roomie.
(kitties meowing)
(loud thud)
It looks like it stopped glowing.
Maybe that's a good thing. The glowing freaks me out.
(beeping and whirring)
This will analyze the meteor and tell us what it's made of.
We'll leave it scanning overnight and see what we can learn.
All right, pups, time for bed.
(grunts)
Argh, come on.
Need a little help there, Skye?
Nope. No, I got it.
(grunts)
(yelps)
(sighs)
Good night, pups. If you need me, I'm just down the hall.
RUBBLE: Ryder?
Yeah?
I miss the pup tower. I don't like sleeping in new places.
I'm never gonna be able to get to sleep.
Well, we've all had a long day. You're probably more tired than you think.
(loud snoring)
(all chuckling)
See you in the morning.
(low steady rumbling)
(rumbling continues)
Rubble, quit messing with the light.
Rubble! (gasps)
(snoring)
What is that?
(faint chiming and rumbling)
(chiming)
(rumbling crackle)
Weird.
(loud cracking)
I didn't do it!
(crystals chiming gently)
(power surging)
(gasps, grunts)
(shrieks)
No way.
(gasps)
Whoa.
Whoa!
(murmurs nervously)
(chuckles)
Whoa.
Whoa.
(grunts)
Looks like the smallest pup just became the strongest pup.
(grunting)
All right, let's see what this thing can really do.
(yells)
Whoa!
(all gasp)
What's going on? Is everybody okay?
I think I've got superpowers.
Whoa.
ALL: Whoa.
No way.
This is the weirdest dream I've ever had.
Uh, Rubble, you're not dreaming.
Oh. Then this is the weirdest awake I've ever had.
(all laugh)
(crystals clinking)
(gasps) Look at your paws.
Whoa.
It's some kind of fireball.
Well, that makes sense. You're a fire pup.
I wonder what your power is.
Huh? Chase?
CHASE: Marshall!
Up here! Hey, how'd you get over there so fast?
Get over where?
(yelps)
(grunts)
Great. Now the clumsy pup shoots fireballs out of his paws.
Don't worry. I got it.
(laughs) Dudes, I'm one with the water.
Awesome.
Check me out. I'm a walking magnet.
Huh?
(metal clattering)
(gasps)
(grunts)
Sorry about that.
Cool. I'm a wrecking ball.
Whoa, Rubble, are you okay?
Rock 'n' roll!
What's your power, Liberty?
That's a good question. I'm trying to figure it out.
Okay, come on. Here we go. Superpowers on three.
One, two, three.
Whoa! (groans)
(groaning) Okay, okay.
(coughs) It's not the power of flight.
That's because it's magnet paws!
Nope.
(chuckles)
That's it. I'm a superpowered wrecking ball!
Yeah!
Whoo!
(groans softly)
What's going on here? I've got no powers.
What a rip-off.
Skye can fly. Marshall can control fire.
Zuma turns to water.
It's like these crystals amplify something about you.
But I'm just Liberty.
What's my thing?
(Pups laughing)
Now that we're super, we're gonna need a new name for ourselves.
Why do we need a new name?
We're the PAW Patrol.
I know, but now we're more.
It's like we've got something just a little bit extra.
Ooh! I know.
How about we call ourselves "the PAW Patrol But More with Just a Little Bit Extra"?
It doesn't exactly roll off the tongue.
(all giggling)
How about "the Mighty Pups"?
(robot arms whirring)
Ready for action, Ryder, sir!
(all gasping)
ALL: Whoa!
(all howling)
LAUNCH VOICE: Chase, Marshall, ready for launch.
Power paws!
LAUNCH VOICE: Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four…
(howls) …three, two, one, go!
Power paws!
LAUNCH VOICE: Skye, Rocky, go!
Zuma, Rubble, ready for launch.
(gasps) Did he say "lunch"?
LAUNCH VOICE: No, I said launch!
(grumbles)
Go!
LIBERTY: Uh, Ryder?
As you know, I didn't get any superpowers.
So, I'm not totally sure what to do here.
I've been thinking about that, Liberty, and I've got a very important mission for you.
You do? Yes! That's what I’m talking about!
Whatever you need, anything at all, I'm your pup.
Great. I need you to hang back and look after the Junior Patrollers.
Oh, that's not a good idea. Nope. Mm-mm.
I'm trying to be more flexible, but I don't know the first thing about little kids.
Don't worry, Liberty. You'll be great at it.
Mighty Pups are on a roll!
(engine revving)
Ryder, come back! I'm not built for babysitting!
(upbeat song playing)
Oh!
(whimpering)
(screams)
(rope snapping)
(yells)
(grunts)
(doorbell rings)
(gasps and yells)
(gasps and yelps)
STRINGER: When we hear the word "superpowers," we usually think of big-budget Hollywood movies starring overpaid celebrities wearing tights.
But now we know superpowers are real.
And the fluffy little doggies who got them call themselves "the Mighty Pups."
Help!
(upbeat song continues)
(people cheering)
They got new powers, new uniforms and new merchandise.
To all the parents out there, I'm sorry.
That was my meteor.
Those should be my superpowers.
I can't stand those little mongrels.
I can't stand the PAW Patrol either.
That's what makes us such perfect roommates.
Yeah, well, don't get too attached.
As soon as I can find my way out of here, I'm gonna get my meteor back.
Can you give us a minute?
I need to discuss something in private with my colleagues.
(kitties meow intently)
(whispering)
(kitties purring)
(growls)
Okay, here's the deal.
The kitties and I have been planning a jailbreak.
We'll help you fly the coop if you promise to share some of those superpowers with me.
Do we have a deal?
I don't really have a lot of options right now, so sure, it's a deal.
It's only a deal if we shake on it.
Ugh.
We all shake on it.
(kitties meow)
Ugh! Are you kidding me?
(kitties meowing)
Excellent, excellent. Sealing the deal. (chuckles) Wonderfuk.
Now, if you'll direct your attention over there, I left you a little surprise in the toilet.
Yeah. No, thanks. I'm good.
Don't be shy. Lift the lid.
(gasps)
That's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.
It took me a lot of hard work.
(Humdinger cackling)
The Mighty Pups have incredible superpowers.
Skye can fly, Chase has super speed and Rubble is a real-life wrecking ball.
Okay, no more messing around.
My superpower is fire paws!
Nope. Okay. Okay. That's okay.
It's super speed.
(panting)
(sighs wearily)
I think I'm gonna be sick.
STRINGER: Thanks to the superpowers contained in the mysterious meteor, these pups are truly unstoppable.
Come on, Liberty. Be flexible. Be flexible!
Adventure City simply can't get enough of these Mighty Pups.
JUNIOR PUPS: Hey!
We were watching that.
That's the problem.
We're just sitting around watching.
We might not have superpowers, but that doesn't mean we can't contribute.
I can't believe I'm saying this, but are you three puffballs serious about joining the PAW Patrol one day?
Yes!
Absolutely!
More than anything in the entire universe!
Then you guys are going to be my personal project.
I'm gonna teach you everything I know, and turn you into lean, mean, fluffy little rescue machines.
ALL: Wicked!
…97, 98, 99, 100.
Your turn.
One…
One…
(all groan)
Yeesh.
(on bullhorn) You're running with the big dogs now! No pain, no gain!
(all grunting)
(Junior Pups giggling)
Let's do this!
(yells)
JUNIOR PUPS: Whoa, whoa, whoa!
(Junior Pup yells)
Ugh. (blows)
LIBERTY ON BULLHORN: Come on! Move it, move it!
We're gonna take you from puff to tough!
Is that all you got? I thought you wanted to be in the PAW Patrol.
I want to see you hustle.
(Junior Pups yelling)
Go, go, go!
You're lean, you're mean, you're a fluffy little rescue machine!
Take it easy, Liberty.
Remember, the Junior Patroller program is just for fun.
And there's nothing more fun than realizing your full potential.
Huh?
I didn't say stop.
(Junior Pups yelp)
Move it, move it, move it!
(chuckles)
(Humdinger grunting)
Not much further. We're almost there.
(sighs) You said that two miles ago.
Oh, stop complaining. Just be happy I broke you out of jail.
(fabric squeaking)
I'll be happy when I have something else to look at.
We're here!
(yells)
(kitties meow)
(sniffing deeply) Ah!
The sweet smell of freedom.
(horn honking)
Is that Humdinger?
What's he doing out of jail?
It is me. And I hope I can count on your support in the next election.
Stop campaigning. We're fugitives on the run.
Sorry. I forgot.
It's just so nice to be reunited with my adoring public.
Ha! I didn't vote for you.
Me neither. You were the worst mayor the city's ever had.
Hmm! This is why I hate free and fair elections.
We just gotta keep a low profile until we get those superpowers from the PAW Patrol.
And how do you propose we do that?
We give them the one thing they can't resist.
There it is.
Air Humdinger.
VICTORIA: It's perfect.
Oh, I've missed you.
I had nightmares in jail about flying coach.
(kisses)
Are you sure you know how to fly this thing?
Oh, don't worry. Your tacky little jet is in good hands.
I've been flying planes like this since I was in grade school.
Must have been a good school.
(indistinct radio chatter)
COMPUTER VOICE: Autopilot activated.
Now we just fly around until the PAW Patrol comes to rescue us.
And why would they do that? Because of this.
(shrieks)
(humming jauntily)
Are you out of your mind?
Whee!
What are you doing?
Now we're in trouble. They'll have to come rescue us!
That was your plan?
Uh-huh!
Now sit down and eat some cashews while I go yelp for help!
(cackles)
(panting)
Stop, drop and roll!
(Junior Pups grunt)
Did you see that?
They're getting it. These pups are legit.
I'm happy for you, Liberty, but maybe it's time for a break.
Do you guys want a break?
ALL: We don’t need no stinking break!
Ha-ha! That’s what I'm talking about, puffballs.
(alert chiming)
PAW Patrol. What’s your emergency?
VICTORIA: Mayday, mayday! This is flight HD9904.
We need immediate assistance.
Hang tight. We're on our way.
Skye, I need you to fly up there and carry that plane down safely.
Are you up for it?
I'm a Mighty Pup. I was made for this.
We'll provide ground support. Come on, pups.
(all howling)
Let's take to the sky!
The PAW Patrol is here!
Cut the engines and I'll carry the plane down safely.
And here you are!
(kitties meowing)
Humdinger?
(cackles)
It worked exactly like she said it would.
Like who said it would?
Me. (cackling)
My crystal!
It's like taking candy from a baby.
Give that back.
(grunting)
Ooh!
You're a feisty one, aren't you?
(both grunting)
(groans)
Catch you around, pipsqueak. Buh-bye!
No!
Thank you for flying Air Humdinger.
(blows raspberry)
Whoo-hoo!
(kitties exclaim happily)
(Humdinger laughs maniacally)
(grunts)
(grunting)
(grunts)
(straining)
(grunts)
Ryder, come in. This is Skye.
RYDER: How's it going up there?
It was a trap.
They stole my crystal, I've got no powers and this plane is going down.
Where are you right now?
(straining)
I can't get a visual. Hang on.
Can you make it back to the airport?
(straining)
Negative. It's too far. I need a place to land this thing now.
Copy that. We'll have to improvise.
RYDER: Skye, we're clearing a runway.
I need you to set a course for Main Street.
Did you say Main Street?
Affirmative.
That's the busiest street in Adventure City.
It's also the longest.
(horns honking)
All right, pups. We need to make a runway and we don't have much time.
(firetruck horn blasting)
Let's move it, people.
You don't have to go home, but you can't stay here.
Chase, mark the runway. All the way down.
Chase is on the case.
Arf! Flares!
(tires screeching)
I feel the need for super speed.
(machinery whirring)
(people cheering)
This intersection is closed!
SKYE ON RADIO: I've got a visual on the runway.
All right, let's do this.
(soothing music playing) Close your eyes and listen to the calming sound of my voice.
(jet roaring)
(screams)
I'm on final approach.
(train bell clanging)
Oh, no.
(gasping in slow motion)
I'm going under!
Whoa!
(grunts) Come on, baby. Soft landing. Soft landing.
Oof! Okay, hard landing.
Whoa.
(gasps)
Whoa, whoa, whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
(whimpers)
(nose squeaks)
(crowd cheering)
Now that's a nice parking job.
(sighs in relief)
LIBERTY: They're back. Come on. They're back.
Awesome!
Yeah!
How'd it go?
Not good.
Come on. You guys are the Mighty Pups.
How bad could it be?
It was a trap.
Skye's crystal was stolen.
Oh.
So, really, really not good.
(gulls squawking in distance)
Hey, Skye. You doing okay?
I can't believe I lost my crystal.
It could have happened to any one of us.
But it didn't. It happened to me.
(sighs)
When I was born, I was the runt of the litter.
Do you know what that means?
That you were the smallest?
The smallest and the weakest.
(melancholy song playing)
SKYE: It's not easy being the smallest.
You learn pretty early on that everything's gonna be harder for you.
When you're the smallest, you're always picked last.
And sometimes you're never picked at all.
(melancholy song continues)
(vehicle approaching)
SKYE: Eventually, I realized that if I wanted a better life, I needed to take matters into my own hands.
(melancholy song continues)
No! Come back!
(melancholy song continues)
I've got you. It's okay.
Let's get you out of the cold.
I shouldn't even be in the PAW Patrol. Ryder didn't want another pup.
And if he did, he sure wouldn't have picked one as small as me.
I had no idea.
When I had superpowers, for the first time in my life I didn't feel like the smallest and the weakest.
I'd do anything to get that crystal back.
(Junior Pups grunting athletically)
Amazing. That's your best time yet!
Hey, Liberty. Can I talk to you for a second?
Okay, puffballs, take five.
Better yet, take zero. Do some push-ups.
(all howl)
(all grunting)
I'm telling you, Ryder, these puffballs are the real deal.
Liberty, we've got to end the Junior Patroller program.
What?
It's too dangerous.
Skye's superpowers have fallen into the wrong hands, and we have no idea what's coming.
But the puffballs can help.
Sure, they're little, but I've heard you say, "No pup's too small," like, a million times.
I know the Junior Patrollers mean the world to you, but for now, we need to keep them safe.
That means we need to send them home.
Do you want to tell them or should I?
Tell us what?
(Ryder gasps)
Nano, Mini, Tot, I've got some tough news.
I'm ending the Junior Patroller program.
What?
No.
RYDER: I'm sorry.
Hopefully, we can start it again when things are safe.
When is that gonna be?
I don't know.
(hologram humming faintly)
Ryder, I'm sorry I lost my crystal.
It's not your fault. I never should have sent you up there alone.
I just keep thinking, if I wasn't so small, I could've stopped them from taking it.
Don't be so hard on yourself. We're gonna get it back.
I've set the computer to scan the city sector by sector, looking for the energy signature of the crystal.
Just say the word, I'm ready to go.
Skye, I'm gonna need you to stay behind on this mission.
What?
You don't have superpowers anymore.
But I have to do something.
My job is to keep you safe.
Until we get that crystal back, I need you to stay here.
That's not fair.
I'm sorry, Skye. But my decision is final.
Try and get some rest.
(Victoria cackling gleefully)
(shouts happily)
(continues cackling)
Finally.
(laughing)
I wonder what my superpower will be.
Ooh!
Ow!
Don't touch.
(energy pulsating)
(gasps)
(chuckles) Ooh!
It tingles.
(laughs and gasps)
I have the power to control electricity.
(cackling maniacally)
For someone who hates being called a mad scientist, this is not helping your image!
(yelps)
I'm just gonna stand over here.
This is incredible! I can feel the energy surging through me!
(electricity crackling)
HUMDINGER: Stop that!
The static electricity is ruining my moustache.
(kitty meows)
And look what it's done to the kitties!
The problem with the Meteor Magnet was it never had enough power.
But now look at me.
I just need to make a few modifications, and I can give it all the power it needs.
(laughing)
I'll finally be able to catch all the meteors I want!
Why on earth do you need more meteors?
You saw what kind of power was in the first one.
Who knows what else is out there?
(cackling)
(scanner chiming)
COMPUTER VOICE: Energy signature detected.
Energy signature detected.
(gasps) My crystal.
(Ryder snoring)
If I'm gonna get my crystal back, I'm gonna need all the power I can get.
(energy whooshing)
That's all of them.
I'll have these crystals back before anyone knows they're gone.
(computer beeping)
Gotcha. Switching engines to stealth mode.
(wind whistling)
(crickets chirping)
(grunts)
(gasps)
(snoring)
(continues snoring)
(crystal clinking)
VICTORIA: Oh, no, you don't!
(Skye gasps)
(laughing)
(yells)
(groaning)
Ta-ta.
Get back here!
Is that really as fast as you can go?
(straining)
Oh, do you need me to slow down so you can keep up, little pup?
(yells)
(straining)
Oh!
(Victoria cackles)
You're so predictable.
Let me out of here!
Not so super inside a force field, are you?
(Skye grunting)
Don't feel bad for losing.
People have been underestimating me my entire life.
Thanks for the crystals, though.
SKYE: No!
(laughs, snaps fingers)
(groans)
(straining)
Time to put all of this power to work!
Ha!
(Meteor Magnet whirring loudly)
(Victoria laughing maniacally)
This is incredible!
I can reach further into space than ever before.
Stop! What you're doing is dangerous.
People could get hurt.
(Meteor Magnet powers down)
And why should I care about other people? They never cared about me.
No matter how smart I was, they laughed at me and called me a mad scientist.
So, I took matters into my own hands.
I promised myself I'd never let anyone make me feel small and insignificant ever again.
I'm sorry that happened to you.
Oh, what would you know about anything? You're just a dog.
I know what it's like to feel small and insignificant.
Like you have to work twice as hard as everyone else just to prove you belong.
That's why I risked everything to get my crystal back.
But all I did was make things worse.
Turns out I am too small to make a difference.
(slow clapping)
(tsks) Ooh! (chuckles)
That was good. I know what you're trying to do.
We have a little bonding moment, I get all soft and blubbery, then I have a change of heart and let you go?
Well, it's never gonna happen!
(laughs)
Who are you talking to? Ooh, is that Skye?
Humdinger.
She was kind enough to bring me the rest of the crystals.
Aren't they beautiful?
Now remember, we had a deal. One of those crystals is mine.
Ugh! Fine. A deal's a deal.
Oh! Oh! Ah!
Oh, my goodness. I can talk!
(laughs)
I have so much to say!
HUMDINGER: Give me that crystal!
(meows)
How do I turn this thing on? Come on, superpowers.
Ahhh! (gasps)
Wow!
Oh!
Oh!
Oh!
(Humdinger yelling)
(kitties yowl)
(ceiling cracks)
(cackling triumphantly)
Would you look at that?
HUMDINGER: Ooh, I always knew I'd make it big in Adventure City.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to pay a visit to the PAW Patrol.
Those pups and I have got some unfinished business.
(footsteps thundering)
Oh, no.
Ryder! Ryder! Ryder!
Skye's gone. She took the crystals!
What?
Skye, this is Ryder. Come in.
(static hissing)
Skye, this is Ryder. Do you read me?
(scanner chiming)
The computer found the missing crystal.
She must've gone after it.
Oh, no.
Come on, pups. Skye needs our help.
How are we supposed to help Skye if we don't have our superpowers?
Looks like we're doing this the old-fashioned way.
Then I'm coming with you.
(howls)
(thundering boom)
What was that?
(rumbling)
(tires screeching)
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
MARSHALL: Earthquake!
I don't think that's an earthquake.
(footsteps booming)
Well, well, well.
If it isn't my old friends, the PAW Patrol.
Humdinger.
He looks different than I remember.
I'm stuck!
(engine revving)
(growling)
(yells)
ROCKY: Gotcha.
RYDER: Go!
Spread out and don't get stepped on.
(Humdinger cackling)
(upbeat song playing)
HUMDINGER: Hold still so I can squash you.
ZUMA: Get out of the road!
(yelping)
(Humdinger laughs)
What kind of heartless monster steps on an ice cream truck?
(door bell chimes)
Ah, there's nothing better than a day at the salon.
(loud booming)
(Humdinger laughs cruelly)
Oh, you've got to be kidding me.
LIBERTY: Arf! Sidecar!
Hey!
Hey, I know you. You're in the PAW Patrol.
I was thinking maybe I should join.
I mean, not to do the rescues or anything, obviously, but, like, your social media or whatever.
(chuckling)
LIBERTY: Hang on!
(Liberty and Dolores yelling)
(grunting)
Sorry about that!
On second thought, who needs a job?
Ew!
HUMDINGER: You're not getting away that easy.
Ugh!
Get back here!
RYDER: It's a dead end!
Turn around!
(laughs)
Looks like it's the end of the road, PAW Patrol.
What do we do?
I don't know. We're trapped!
(laughs maniacally)
(crane whirring)
Junior Patrol is on a roll!
It's the Junior Patrollers!
(Nano howling)
(Humdinger growls)
(both yelling)
Ahhh!
What is that? Get it off! Get it off!
(yells)
(Humdinger groans and yells)
NANO: Operation Allergies.
BOTH: Go!
(both grunting)
Ah… Ah… Ah…
Ah… Ah…
He's gonna blow!
(sneezes)
(Junior Pups yelling)
(both giggle)
(groans)
(scanner beeping)
Marshall, the crystal's in his jacket pocket!
I'm on it.
(grunts)
Got it.
HUMDINGER: Oh, no, you don't!
Marshall!
Nobody messes with Giant Humdinger.
(shrieks in pain)
Ow!
If you mess with the fire pup, you're gonna get burned.
Ooh, that's a hot one-liner.
He's shrinking!
(yelling in surprise)
(grunts)
Ahhh!
(yelps)
Whoa! Whoa!
(groans)
Humdinger, you're going back to jail.
Oh, not again.
That's what I'm talking about. Lean, mean, fluffy little rescue machines.
Hop in, puffballs. You ride with me.
(Junior Pups howling)
Nice work, Marshall. Let's take that crystal and go get Skye.
(all howling)
(laughs maniacally)
So many meteors, so little time.
Ooh!
(doorbell rings)
(doorbell rings)
Can't you read? The sign says "keep out"!
(doorbell rings rapidly)
Ugh!
(Meteor Magnet powers down)
(doorbell rings)
MINI: Hello!
(yelps)
We're going door to door selling Pup Club cookies.
Can we interest you in a sweet and tasty treat?
I'm listening. What do you got?
Vance is distracted at the door. Zuma, you're up.
Aye-aye, Ryder, sir.
NANO: We got plain, sprinkles, caramel…
(Nano and Victoria converse indistinctly)
VICTORIA: No. No. Pass.
NANO: Spicy ginger…
VICTORIA: Ooh!
Surf's up.
(pipes rattling)
NANO: So, we can't eat chocolate, but we'll take your word for it.
We'll take your order now, and you will get your cookies in six to eight weeks.
(gasps)
VICTORIA: That seems like a long time.
Skye? Skye? Where are you?
Zuma?
Oh, it's good to see you. Time to bust out of here.
(suit powering up)
Power paws.
(yells)
Oh, I don't think so.
(growling)
(grunts)
(Victoria cackles)
Only one of you has powers! Ha! You're no match for me!
We're a team.
When you go up against one of us, you go up against all of us.
Fine. Have it your way.
Chase!
Got it.
Marshall!
(slow-motion crackling)
(suit powering up)
Coming in hot!
(whirring)
(yells)
(Marshall yelping)
(grunts)
(Victoria straining)
Rocky!
(suit powers up)
(straining)
Look out!
Keep your hands off our vehicles.
(both howling)
You tell her, Rocky!
Rubble!
(suit powers up)
Power paws!
(growls)
Skye!
On it.
Oh, no, you don't.
Chase!
(grunts)
(suit powers up)
(all gasping)
(Liberty and Chase yelling)
(Liberty gasps)
LIBERTY: (gasps) Look at me.
I'm… I'm stretchy!
That's my superpower! I'm elastic and fantastic.
CHASE: Uh, Liberty?
Can you please get us out of here?
No problem.
(grunts)
(grunts)
Nice catch, Liberty!
I've been trying to be more flexible, but this is ridiculous.
All right, puppies, playtime's over!
Give me back that crystal!
Zuma!
(grunts)
(suit powers up)
(yells)
Where'd he go?
Over here, dude!
You gotta be faster than that.
You can't hide forever!
Huh?
(shrieks)
(groaning)
These crystals belong to us, dude.
No!
(suits powering up)
It's time to shut down that Meteor Magnet once and for all.
Hey, Rubble. Want to go for a ride?
Teamwork makes the dream work.
No! No! Stop! What are you doing?
Fire!
No!
Oh, yeah. How do you like me now?
(all howling)
Victoria Vance, you are under arrest.
Ooh!
You're in big trouble!
You'll have to catch me first!
Where do you think you're going?
(grunts)
(straining)
You mangy mutts think you're so smart, but those meteors are coming down whether you like it or not.
(wrist computer beeping)
She's telling the truth.
There's hundreds of meteors heading straight for the city.
What have you done?
What can I say?
I guess I am a mad scientist.
(cackling)
Finally, she admits it.
Skye, I need you to fly up there and destroy as many of those meteors as you can.
You still believe in me after everything that's happened?
I've always believed in you, Skye.
You're the reason I started saying, "No pup's too small."
I'll give it everything I got, Ryder.
Wait.
If you're going up against those meteors, you better take all the power you can get.
(powering up)
(powering up)
We believe in you, Skye.
I won't let you down.
(jet whirring)
Let's take to the sky.
Okay, pups, we've got a city to evacuate. Let's move!
(radar beeping)
Where are you?
There you are.
Activating targeting computer.
Let's do this.
(rapid beeping)
Fire!
Time to turn and burn.
(jet whirring)
Oh!
(alarm blaring)
I'm hit!
RYDER: Skye, are you okay?
I'm fine, but I'm gonna have to ditch my jet.
All right, space rocks, what do you got?
(yelling)
(on bullhorn) There are meteors headed directly for Adventure City.
Evacuate the area immediately. I repeat, evacuate the area!
(people shouting)
Keep moving, everybody. Only bring what's absolutely necessary!
Come on, Skye.
(grunting)
(yells)
That's all of them. The sky is clear.
(alert beeping)
RYDER: No, it's not.
Skye, there's a huge meteor incoming.
SKYE: I don't see anything.
Wait a second.
(rumbling)
Oh, no.
(gasps)
Skye, you've got to get out of there!
I can't do that, Ryder. I have to try.
RYDER: Save yourself, Skye! That meteor's too big!
No pup's too small.
(energy humming)
No pup's too small!
No pup's too small!
(explosion)
(all shout)
ALL: Skye!
Skye!
Skye!
Skye!
(muffled) Skye!
(muffled shouting continues)
(crystals chiming)
Wait. What's that?
(whooshing)
ALL: Whoa!
You see that right there?
That's why she's my favorite pup.
Yeah, Skye!
Whoo-hoo!
ALL: Yeah!
(Nano howls)
That was amazing.
I'm so proud of you, Skye.
That was the bravest thing I've ever seen.
I don't believe it. She did it. Yeah!
(people cheering)
BOTH: Whoo-hoo!
Way to go, PAW Patrol!
(cheering continues)
Give it up for Skye and the Mighty Pups!
(loud cheering)
SKYE: We are the Mighty Pups, defenders of Adventure City and guardians of all that's good in the world.
With these superpowers comes a duty to protect all those who need our help.
Our promise is to always do what's right and stop at nothing to keep the world safe.
Because even the smallest pup can make the biggest difference.
No rescue's too big…
(giggling)
No pup's too small.
(all howling)
Ryder: Wait, what was that?
(the Air HUMDINGER jumps up)
Harold HUMDINGER: Oh, Hello their bastards
Paw Patrol, Ryder and Junior Patrollers with Liberty: HAROLD HUMDINGER? 
I heard you adopted such Cute little puppies
Yes
Harold HUMDINGER: BUT YOU ARE NOW WELCOME TO OUR FRENEMY, ISNT IT DAD
Mayor HUMDINGER: YES, we should not hurt you promise, You are now invited to join our team with Victoria Vance and of course kitties and Harold HUMDINGER you are also our members
EVERYONE: YES
Ryder: So, Let our mission starts 
ur mission begins...
Skye: And that's how the mission starts
But the story will be continue where Mayor HUMDINGER is our friend, oh yeah
Mayor HUMDINGER team-
Mayor Humdinger, Victoria Vance, Kitty Catastrophe Crew, Harold HUMDINGER, Chase, Rocky, Zuma, Rubble, Liberty, Ryder, Skye, Marshall, Junior Patrollers.
Katie: Hey guys where are you, I didn't se anywhere Cali, HUH! 
YOU, ALL MOTHER**KERS, WHAT? now I will save you ryder.
Cap n' Turbot: Yes
Mayor Goodway: And also
Mr. Porter: DONT BE IN THIS STUPID TEAM
(upbeat song playing)
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