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Good work, Dale.
Looks like they dragged it through there.
Golly! Why would someone steal the ranger plane and not fly it?
Maybe they don't know how, Gadget.
Looks like the work of primitives.
And I think I know where to find 'em.
Roodle roodle wa la. Roodle roodle wa la.
Crikey! It's a kiwi cult!
What would birds want to do with an airplane?
They're worshipping it like some sort of god.
Golly. I built it to last, but I didn't think it would be immortal.
You think it can still fly?
I'd have to get closer to examine it.
No problem, Gadget, love.
Birds of a feather flock together.
Roodle roodle roodle wa. Roodle roodle roodle wa.
Roodle noodle apple strudel.
Watch it, Dale.
Can you dance a little closer to the platform?
Can I dance?
Watch this fancy footwork.
Roodle roodle roodle wa. Roodle roodle roodle wa.
Monty, watch where you're going.
Aw, they're too busy boogieing to notice us.
Oof! Watch it there, boys. The ceremony hasn't begun yet.
Phew!
Roodle roodle roodle roodle. Roodle roodle roodle roodle.
My birdie brothers and sisters,
we have a really special treat for you tonight.
Roodle roodle roodle roodle.
The time has come for the kiwis to return to the skies,
where all birds belong.
And now, right here in this very camp,
the kiwi who will wake the great flying god from its slumber.
Let's hear it now for our own medicine bird,
Pepto Gizmo!
One side, please. Please! Kiwi coming through!
Yes, that should do nicely.
Bingly wingly pingly pie, Take the kiwis to the sky!
Oh! Of course. Ha ha!
This is an equatorial flying god. Different spell entirely.
Siggly giggly gaggly gowds, Take the kiwis to the clouds!
We're all waiting, Pepto.
Oh, yes, yes. Of course. Right.
Fly!
Uh... Roodle roodle?
Oh, my goodness. Demons! Evil spirits!
What is this bird squawking about?
We're the rescue rangers, and we want our plane.
Yeah!
They've come to steal our really great flying god.
Capture them!
Roodle roodle!
Evasive maneuvers, mates!
Roodle roodle!
That's putting it over on 'em, Zipper!
Trying to make a point, eh?
Heads up, beak-brains!
Hurry, Chip. We've got to get airborne.
Now, who put this in here?
Liftoff, Gadget, love.
Golly, we're stuck.
I'll give it a push.
Ee, ow, oo-oo-ooh!
Hurry up, Dale. Come on.
Let's bring 'em on down.
Look out!
Whoa!
Aces flying, Gadget! That's some booster rocket we got there!
Correction, we had there.
I just hope I can fix it.
Not to worry. We'll think of something.
'cause there's no point thinking on an empty stomach, heh.
Come on, Zipper. Let's find some grub.
Sounds good to me.
Yeouch!
Ooh, ooh! Ow, ow, ow!
Oh, Dale, your toe.
You really hurt yourself, didn't you?
All for us, too.
Aw, shucks. It's nothing. I just...
Nonsense. You need to lie down.
But, Gadget, it's just his toe.
Well, his toe needs to lie down
so the rest of him will just have to go along with it.
Really, Chip, his toe could be broken.
Oh, I don't think it's bro...
Yeah, really, Chip,
my toe could be broken.
I'm sorry, guys.
Without a new balloon, we're stuck.
Well, we better keep moving.
If them kiwis hold a grudge
like the cannibal canaries I crossed in New Guinea...
Hey! Maybe we don't have to fly the plane.
If we can float it...
I heard the little beak-heads still keep a picture of me.
"Float?!"
Sure. Right before we crashed, I saw a river.
And I can turn the plane into a boat
so we can sail it home.
Let's slow down a little bit. Dale's having trouble keeping up.
If we go any slower, we'll be going backwards.
I'm sorry. I'll speed up.
You shouldn't even be walking on that foot.
Here, let me make a place for you.
Well, I could have done it better if I had all the proper tools and materials,
but this'll have to do.
Oh, I couldn't.
No, really, this is just too much.
You too, think you could tilt it just a little this way?
Perrrfect.
One, two, three!
Hey, watch it down there.
Hey! Those bumps aren't good for my toe.
You think it's so easy,
get down here and help push!
Oh, any old dummy can do this.
Uh... Yeouch!
What happened? Dale!
I was just trying to help, and I hurt my other foot.
Chip, how could you let him?
Dale, get back up there now.
Whatever you say, Gadget. Oh!
And please, everybody, watch those bumps!
All right, mates.
Let's give it the old heave-ho.
Jump in, guys. You can clean up later.
Everybody paddle!
Everybody?
Except Dale, of course.
I'd say those ranger demons have been here, all right.
They're dragging the flying god to the river.
Goodness! Can a flying god swim?
More important,
can a really great flying god survive a really big river demon?
A-ah! The river demon?!
Gadget, I'm worried.
If the plane should turn over, do you think Dale could swim?
Golly, no!
He can't swim in his condition!
We'd better be extra careful.
Chip. Oh, Chip.
Could you help me, please?
I'll be right there, Dale.
Would you kindly fluff my foot cushion?
I just can't seem to reach it.
Glad to help, Dale.
Hey!
Chip!
Hey, everyone. Dale's swimming.
Hang on, Dale. We'll get ya!
Swim, Dale, swim!
But you said he couldn't...
Swim!
I'll save ya, Dale!
Can you rope them, Monty?
"Them?" Tem ain't the ones with the teeth!
You see, Gadget,
Monterey Jack never does anything halfway.
Yeow!
Monty!
Ha ha! Hooked me a whopper!
Oh, Dale. Let me help you.
Whoa!
Signal next time, you overgrown suitcase!
We're coming, Monty!
Rescue rangers away!
Uh-oh.
Yee-hoo!
Oh, no!
Over here!
We're coming, Monterey!
Grab a paddle and dig in, mates! He's expecting dinner!
Head for those rocks.
It's no use. We're stuck.
Yi!
Yaah!
Huh?
Well, that takes care of old fang-face.
But who's taking care of us?
We're gonna go over!
Whaah!
Tooraloo. That's a long way to tip a rarie.
Well, we gotta find a way down
'cause we can't go back.
We can climb down these vines.
Dale, you shouldn't do that. Not in your condition.
Oh, yeah. My condition.
Oh, thanks, Gadget.
He has to get down somehow, Gadget.
And I know how.
Hey! Watch it up there!
Keep it slow and steady, guys.
Easy! Easy!
Easy for you, maybe.
Watch it!
I seem to be a mite hung-up.
Yeow!
Dale!
We're coming, Dale!
Oh, Dale. Lie down, quickly! B-but...
You'll never get better if you don't stop overdoing things.
I'm just going to have to do something more drastic.
But I feel better. Really. You don't have to.
Your toe feeling better, Dale?
Now, Dale, how about a little dinner?
You bet! I'm starved!
Uh, I mean, I suppose I could probably manage to eat something.
Here. Let me help you.
I wouldn't mind breaking me own head
if I had a nurse like Gadget waiting on me.
Well, I think Dale's faking it.
Not me, pally.
Still, a pretty face can scramble your brain, all right.
I remember meeting a little marmoset from Marseilles once...
Come on. I have an idea.
We can watch him from here.
He-heh. A touch of the old cloak and dagger, eh?
Hey, guys. What's the big idea, running off like that?
We, uh, we're, uh...
Chip thinks Dale's faking his injuries.
Chip, how can you say that?
Especially after almost getting him eaten by that crocodile.
I can prove it.
Take a look.
Aha! See?
Ah.
Now what do you think?
Why, that little... He couldn't... How did... Ooh!
I know just what you mean.
Well, Monterey. Huh?
Huh?
And now for something really special.
No!
And now it gives me great pleasure
to announce the return of the really great flying god.
Roodle roodle roodle roodle roodle roodle.
And right here we have the ranger demons,
who will make the flying god, uh, fly.
Yeah, like a rock.
You can't fool us. We saw you make it fly before.
It had wings before.
We know which one of you has the secret of flight.
It's the one who can already fly. Uh-oh.
Take him away to the flying god so the kiwis may fly again.
Roodle roodle roodle roodle.
I gotta do something.
Oh, these stupid bandages.
Oh, I never should have faked breaking my toe.
You'll need these magic totems.
Oof! Whoa oh!
The other demon. He flies!
It's Dale!
What's holding him up?
The wind.
Roodle roodle roodle roodle.
Wow, this is great!
He is the flying god.
All right, you better set my friends free.
At once, o flying god.
Let those wonderful rangers go, right here and right now!
Dale, look out!
Good night, everybody!
This'll work if the wind keeps up.
Bombs away!
Ohh!
Ow, ooh, ow, ee, ooh, ouch, ouch, oh!
Hooray! Yahoo!
You've saved us, right here in this very camp.
He has the secret. He flew!
Yes, please tell us how you flew.
Uh, b-but I don't...
No, problem, Chiefy. We'll fix ya right up.
That parachute material works great, Gadget.
Aw, I couldn't have fixed it without you guys.
These birds sure know how to throw a bonzer bash.
Too bad Dale had to miss the party,
but the medicine man said to stay off your feet.
Yeah, mate. You cracked your toe a good one when you KO'd that croc.
It's not so fun when your toe is really broken.
Well, goodbye to you, rescue rangers,
and thank you.