PAW Patrol (2013) s01e03 Episode Script
Pups Save the Sea Turtles/Pups and the Very Big Baby
1
Paw patrol, paw patrol ♪
we'll be there on
the double ♪
whenever there's a problem ♪
'round adventure bay ♪
ryder and his team of pups ♪
will come and save
the day ♪
Marshall, rubble, chase, ♪
rocky, Zuma, skye ♪
yeah, they're on
the way ♪
paw patrol, paw patrol ♪
whenever you're
in trouble ♪
paw patrol, paw patrol ♪
we'll be there on
the double ♪
no job is too big,
no pup is too small ♪
paw patrol,
we're on a roll! ♪
So here we go
paw patrol ♪
who-oh-oh ♪
Paw patrol ♪
who-oh-oh-oh ♪
Paw patrol ♪
Look, Zuma,
I'm a total kite-surfing pro.
Maybe not total,
rocky.
(Laughing)
It might be more fun
if you actually get
into the water, rocky.
And get wet? Nuh-uh.
I'm more
of a dry-land surfer.
Alex:
Watch out!
Excuse me. Sorry.
Rocky:
Whoa!
Whoa!
(Laughing)
Oh, hey, rocky.
Want to come out
and play volleyball with me?
(Grunting)
Nice serve.
Wait, Alex.
(Barking)
Look both ways
before you cross the road.
Okay.
Ball, ball, ball.
(Sniffing)
Hold on.
I smell something.
(Barking)
(Scratching)
Sounds like something's
scratching in there.
(Gasping)
(Cheeping)
Whoa. A baby sea turtle.
(Scratching)
Huh?
(Laughing)
Aww, how cute.
(Scratching)
(Squeaking)
(Laughing)
Wow, super mini dinosaurs.
Cool.
Careful.
We don't want to accidentally
step on them.
Aww.
(Laughing)
Alex.
Whoops. I'm going to fall!
I'm good.
There's my ball.
(Laughing)
I'm worried about
these turtles
getting stepped on.
I'm more worried about them
getting out to the water.
Especially
with that road
and all the hungry seagulls
around here.
(Squawking)
How can we help these little
dudes get across the road?
Katie:
We shouldn't carry
or even touch the turtles.
They need another way
to the water.
I know.
You pups go get ryder,
and I'll keep an eye
on the turtles.
Whoo-hoo! Yay!
(Laughing):
And Alex.
(All laughing)
♪
Okay, Marshall,
enough water.
What's that, ryder?
Whoa! Turn off the water!
Marshall!
Oops.
(Barking)
Sorry, rubble.
Brr!
(Spitting)
Thanks, but my bath day
was yesterday.
(Zuma and rocky
howling and barking)
Ryder, trouble at the beach.
Trouble?
(Barking)
Whoa!
Oops.
Sorry, rubble.
Ryder, baby sea turtles
hatching at the beach.
We got to save them
from the scooters and cars
and seagulls and stuff.
Let's go, paw patrol.
No job is too big,
no pup is too small.
(Both laughing)
(Phone beeping)
Ryder:
Paw patrol, to the lookout.
Ryder needs us.
Let's go.
(Howling)
(All barking)
(Laughing)
Whoa!
(Crashing)
Ow.
(Laughing)
Made it.
(Elevator dinging)
Ready for action,
ryder, sir.
Paw patrol, there's a bunch
of baby turtles
that need our help.
They've just hatched, and they
need to get to the water
without getting run over
by bikes, scooters,
skateboards or cars.
Chase, I need you
to direct traffic
so the turtles
can safely cross.
These paws
uphold the laws.
Rubble, we need to build
some way
for the turtles
to get to the water
without crossing
the road.
Rubble on the double.
All right!
Paw patrol is on a roll.
(All howling and barking)
(Yelping)
(Barking)
Yay! Woof, woof!
♪
(All squawking)
Shoo, shoo!
Shoo, shoo!
(Tires screeching)
Shoo, shoo.
Sorry, guys.
No turtle pecking for you today.
Turtles on the road.
Chase, the cars.
Chase is on the case.
(Barking)
(Over loudspeaker):
Sorry for the detour.
This is an emergency
turtle-crossing zone.
(Gasping)
That's it, turtles.
Stay together.
Keep it moving.
Why did the turtles
build their nest
all the way
over here?
Turtles usually nest
in the same place every year.
They must have built nests here
even before there was a road.
Or maybe the turtles
went through this grate,
under the road, and came out
here through this tunnel.
Now it's all filled up
with sand.
Can you clear
that rubble?
Does a belly scratcher
make me flop on my back
and wriggle like a worm?
You know it does.
(Barking)
Ryder:
Once the tunnel reopens,
the turtles will never
have to cross the road again.
Let's dig it.
Oh, no. A storm.
The ship is going over.
Uh-oh.
What are these turtles doing
down here by the water?
Look, I saved them.
Why'd you bring
the turtles back here?
They were going
into the water.
That's where they belong.
In the water?
Yup.
Sea turtles spend most
of their lives in the water.
That's why we're digging them
a tunnel under the road,
so they can
get there safely.
Oh.
I'd better put them
back, then.
Wait, Alex. Remember what
Katie said?
Handling the turtles
is bad for them.
No person or pup
should touch them.
They'll make it back
on their own.
Go, little turtles!
Go!
Woof!
Ugh, that opening's too small
for my rig.
Then we can't finish
the tunnel?
I said my rig
can't go through.
I didn't say anything
about me.
(Barking)
(Seagulls squawking)
Go away, seagull!
Cool.
Zuma's kite surfy thing.
Alex Porter,
kite surfy thing champion!
Whoa!
Cool.
I'm flying.
Uh-oh.
Help! I'm flying!
Alex?
Whoa!
Don't worry.
We'll get you, Alex.
(Whistling)
Skye, this one's for you.
I'm on it.
(Barking)
This pup's got to fly.
Whoa!
Alex, steer to the beach.
But I don't have
a steering wheel.
Poor skye.
I can't watch.
Atta pup.
I knew she'd do it.
Yay!
Yay, skye!
Ryder:
Hooray! Whoo-hoo!
Alex:
That's what I'm talking about.
(Barking)
Yay, skye!
(All chattering)
You did it, skye.
I was so worried.
I mean, uh
Excellent flying.
Yeah. Thanks a gazillion,
skye.
You're welcome.
Just doing my job.
Right there.
That's it.
(Panting)
Rubble, you're through.
Great job. Now the turtles
will have a safe path to the bay
for years and years.
Hey, look.
Katie:
They're using the tunnel.
I knew you could do it.
Whenever there's trouble
just yelp for help.
All:
Yay!
You pups totally deserve
some beach time.
(All laughing
and chattering)
(Groaning)
Ryder:
What's wrong, Alex?
There's something
in my pocket.
And, ow,
is he ever crabby.
Ouch!
(All laughing)
Now that's funny.
(Panting)
Whoo.
(Skye laughing)
Hey, rocky.
Marshall:
Sliding championship.
Rubble:
Come on.
I'm in.
(All barking)
(Yipping)
That ladder's
paw-toasting hot.
Oh, too hot for a sliding
championship today.
Wait, wait, wait.
That's why
I brought this.
(Barking)
All:
Water sliding championship.
Me first.
(Laughing)
Whee!
Ta-da!
(Barking)
That's flip-tastic.
Skye, check out my 180
on the slide.
Whee!
Whoo-hoo!
My turn, my turn,
my turn.
(Barking)
Here I go.
Whoa, no! Whoa!
Look out above!
(All grunting)
Sorry.
Thought the slide
was longer.
(Laughing)
Longer? Great idea.
I think I have something.
Perfect.
Don't lose it,
reuse it.
Marshall,
give it a blast.
(Barking)
Pup's away!
Whee!
(Barking)
Super slippy.
Whoo-hoo!
Whee!
Oof!
Whoa!
(Crashing)
Rubble!
(Groaning)
Are you all right?
Again!
(All laughing)
Rubble:
Whoo-hoo!
(All barking and howling)
Oh, that's the spot.
Oh!
No, that's the spot.
Oh!
Wait, that's the spot.
(Beeper sounding)
Hello. Ryder here.
Turbot:
Ryder, it's cap'n turbot.
I have a whale of a
Uh, well, a whale
of a whale problem.
Oh, no.
Cap'n turbot's stuck
inside a whale.
(Turbot laughing)
Not in the whale, chase.
Next to it.
Poor baby whale got spooked
and swam right onto the beach.
Uh-oh. The baby whale
beached herself?
Yup. She's at risk
of serious
epidermal dehydration
complications.
(Sighing)
Otherwise known
as getting all dried out.
Can you lend a hand, ryder?
A hand and some paws.
No job is too big,
no pup is too small.
Paw patrol,
to the lookout.
Whee!
(Beepers sounding)
Ryder:
Paw patrol, to the lookout.
All:
Ryder's calling.
(All howling)
Marshall:
Yes!
Whoa!
Wait up!
(All barking)
Where's?
(Gasping)
Marshall!
Wait for me.
Uh-oh.
(All barking)
Made it. Whew.
(Elevator dinging)
Ready for action,
ryder, sir.
Thanks for coming, pups.
We have a poor little whale
in big trouble.
(Whale groaning)
We need to get her
back in deep water, and fast.
She must miss her mom.
Don't worry.
I've got a plan.
Rubble.
(Barking)
I need you
to dig a channel
so the water can reach
the baby whale.
When high tide comes in,
the whale can float out.
Rubble on the double.
Marshall.
(Barking)
I need you to use your fire hose
to keep the whale wet
till the tide comes in.
Yes!
I'm going to get that whale
wet, wet, wet.
Paw patrol is on a roll.
(All barking and howling)
Skye:
Look out, pups.
Whoo-hoo! Yeah!
Whee!
(Laughing)
Whoa!
(Barking)
Whoa!
(Barking)
♪
(Barking and howling)
Paw patrol
here to help.
Thanks, ryder.
I just can't keep
this poor little whale
wet enough.
Don't worry.
If she can't get to the water,
the water will come to her.
Marshall, you're on.
(Barking)
This will help you
beat the heat.
(Barking)
(All laughing)
Good one.
This little whale
has a good aim.
Make sure the channel
is nice and wide, rubble.
We'll need lots of water
to float her out.
Let's dig it.
(Sighing)
Just about done here, ryder.
It's almost
high tide.
There should be enough water
to carry the baby whale out.
Let me just scoop out the dam
to let the water in.
Let's hope it works.
Here comes the water.
Higher, higher,
higher!
(Gasping)
Come on, water.
Higher.
I'm afraid the tide
won't get any higher than that.
Maybe we can get the little
whale in the water
with a big push.
Okay, everybody.
One, two, three.
Push.
(All grunting)
(Sneezing)
(All groaning)
Excuse you.
Uh, hello? Is it
potentially possible
within your paw patrol powers
to get me down!
(Whale cooing)
Hey.
Sounds like
another whale.
Could be. Whales talk to each
other with their songs.
It is another whale.
I bet it's her mom.
Ryder:
She's headed straight for us.
Good news.
Your mom's coming.
(Barking)
Not so good.
If she comes too close,
that mama whale
may get stuck too.
Two beached whales
is two too many.
Cap'n turbot, aren't whales
sensitive to sound?
Oh, yes. A calamitous
cacophony--
(laughing)
I mean,
loud noises scare them.
Then we need
to make enough noise
to keep her
away from here.
You might want
to cover your ears.
Let's get loud.
(Whistling)
(Horn honking)
(Barking and howling)
She's slowing down.
Good. But we need her
to turn around.
Hey, Marshall,
let's get really loud.
(Howling)
(Siren blaring)
Turbot:
Yes! She's heading out.
Ryder:
Yes!
(Marshall howling)
(Laughing)
(Loud croaking)
(Whimpering)
Who knows how long
she'll stay out there.
(Squeaking)
We need to get the little whale
back in the water.
Fast.
(Grunting)
The tide
isn't high enough.
Hmm. I know. Maybe rocky
could rig something up
that could help us slide
the baby whale out into the bay.
We were just doing that
this morning at the park.
Perfect!
Perfect!
(Both barking)
Thanks for getting here
so fast, rocky.
Rocky to the rescue.
Okay, rocky,
roll it into the channel.
Perfect. Marshall, can you spray
the plastic so it's slippery?
Sure can.
(Laughing and barking)
Excellent. Okay then,
all paws on deck.
One, two, three,
and push!
(All grunting)
(Laughing)
(Splashing)
No! I'm all wet.
Look.
(Tittering)
Marshall:
Bye, little whale.
We'll miss you.
Rocky:
Be good.
(Sniffling)
What's wrong, rubble?
Just, um,
sand in my eye.
Any of you pups hungry
after all that work?
I am!
Me too.
(All barking and howling)
(Turbot barking)
Me too, me too!
(Laughing nervously)
Well, I realize
I'm not technically a pup.
But I am actually hungry.
Which is why
I always carry
a little homemade
dried squid jerky.
Super tasty.
Mmm. Try some?
No, thanks. I'm good.
Here you go, pups.
(All barking and howling)
Yum.
I think we all deserve
a day at the beach.
Whoo-hoo!
Yes!
Hooray!
Whoo-hoo!
(All cheering)
Awesome!
♪
(Barking)
(All barking and chattering)
♪
Paw patrol, paw patrol ♪
we'll be there on
the double ♪
whenever there's a problem ♪
'round adventure bay ♪
ryder and his team of pups ♪
will come and save
the day ♪
Marshall, rubble, chase, ♪
rocky, Zuma, skye ♪
yeah, they're on
the way ♪
paw patrol, paw patrol ♪
whenever you're
in trouble ♪
paw patrol, paw patrol ♪
we'll be there on
the double ♪
no job is too big,
no pup is too small ♪
paw patrol,
we're on a roll! ♪
So here we go
paw patrol ♪
who-oh-oh ♪
Paw patrol ♪
who-oh-oh-oh ♪
Paw patrol ♪
Look, Zuma,
I'm a total kite-surfing pro.
Maybe not total,
rocky.
(Laughing)
It might be more fun
if you actually get
into the water, rocky.
And get wet? Nuh-uh.
I'm more
of a dry-land surfer.
Alex:
Watch out!
Excuse me. Sorry.
Rocky:
Whoa!
Whoa!
(Laughing)
Oh, hey, rocky.
Want to come out
and play volleyball with me?
(Grunting)
Nice serve.
Wait, Alex.
(Barking)
Look both ways
before you cross the road.
Okay.
Ball, ball, ball.
(Sniffing)
Hold on.
I smell something.
(Barking)
(Scratching)
Sounds like something's
scratching in there.
(Gasping)
(Cheeping)
Whoa. A baby sea turtle.
(Scratching)
Huh?
(Laughing)
Aww, how cute.
(Scratching)
(Squeaking)
(Laughing)
Wow, super mini dinosaurs.
Cool.
Careful.
We don't want to accidentally
step on them.
Aww.
(Laughing)
Alex.
Whoops. I'm going to fall!
I'm good.
There's my ball.
(Laughing)
I'm worried about
these turtles
getting stepped on.
I'm more worried about them
getting out to the water.
Especially
with that road
and all the hungry seagulls
around here.
(Squawking)
How can we help these little
dudes get across the road?
Katie:
We shouldn't carry
or even touch the turtles.
They need another way
to the water.
I know.
You pups go get ryder,
and I'll keep an eye
on the turtles.
Whoo-hoo! Yay!
(Laughing):
And Alex.
(All laughing)
♪
Okay, Marshall,
enough water.
What's that, ryder?
Whoa! Turn off the water!
Marshall!
Oops.
(Barking)
Sorry, rubble.
Brr!
(Spitting)
Thanks, but my bath day
was yesterday.
(Zuma and rocky
howling and barking)
Ryder, trouble at the beach.
Trouble?
(Barking)
Whoa!
Oops.
Sorry, rubble.
Ryder, baby sea turtles
hatching at the beach.
We got to save them
from the scooters and cars
and seagulls and stuff.
Let's go, paw patrol.
No job is too big,
no pup is too small.
(Both laughing)
(Phone beeping)
Ryder:
Paw patrol, to the lookout.
Ryder needs us.
Let's go.
(Howling)
(All barking)
(Laughing)
Whoa!
(Crashing)
Ow.
(Laughing)
Made it.
(Elevator dinging)
Ready for action,
ryder, sir.
Paw patrol, there's a bunch
of baby turtles
that need our help.
They've just hatched, and they
need to get to the water
without getting run over
by bikes, scooters,
skateboards or cars.
Chase, I need you
to direct traffic
so the turtles
can safely cross.
These paws
uphold the laws.
Rubble, we need to build
some way
for the turtles
to get to the water
without crossing
the road.
Rubble on the double.
All right!
Paw patrol is on a roll.
(All howling and barking)
(Yelping)
(Barking)
Yay! Woof, woof!
♪
(All squawking)
Shoo, shoo!
Shoo, shoo!
(Tires screeching)
Shoo, shoo.
Sorry, guys.
No turtle pecking for you today.
Turtles on the road.
Chase, the cars.
Chase is on the case.
(Barking)
(Over loudspeaker):
Sorry for the detour.
This is an emergency
turtle-crossing zone.
(Gasping)
That's it, turtles.
Stay together.
Keep it moving.
Why did the turtles
build their nest
all the way
over here?
Turtles usually nest
in the same place every year.
They must have built nests here
even before there was a road.
Or maybe the turtles
went through this grate,
under the road, and came out
here through this tunnel.
Now it's all filled up
with sand.
Can you clear
that rubble?
Does a belly scratcher
make me flop on my back
and wriggle like a worm?
You know it does.
(Barking)
Ryder:
Once the tunnel reopens,
the turtles will never
have to cross the road again.
Let's dig it.
Oh, no. A storm.
The ship is going over.
Uh-oh.
What are these turtles doing
down here by the water?
Look, I saved them.
Why'd you bring
the turtles back here?
They were going
into the water.
That's where they belong.
In the water?
Yup.
Sea turtles spend most
of their lives in the water.
That's why we're digging them
a tunnel under the road,
so they can
get there safely.
Oh.
I'd better put them
back, then.
Wait, Alex. Remember what
Katie said?
Handling the turtles
is bad for them.
No person or pup
should touch them.
They'll make it back
on their own.
Go, little turtles!
Go!
Woof!
Ugh, that opening's too small
for my rig.
Then we can't finish
the tunnel?
I said my rig
can't go through.
I didn't say anything
about me.
(Barking)
(Seagulls squawking)
Go away, seagull!
Cool.
Zuma's kite surfy thing.
Alex Porter,
kite surfy thing champion!
Whoa!
Cool.
I'm flying.
Uh-oh.
Help! I'm flying!
Alex?
Whoa!
Don't worry.
We'll get you, Alex.
(Whistling)
Skye, this one's for you.
I'm on it.
(Barking)
This pup's got to fly.
Whoa!
Alex, steer to the beach.
But I don't have
a steering wheel.
Poor skye.
I can't watch.
Atta pup.
I knew she'd do it.
Yay!
Yay, skye!
Ryder:
Hooray! Whoo-hoo!
Alex:
That's what I'm talking about.
(Barking)
Yay, skye!
(All chattering)
You did it, skye.
I was so worried.
I mean, uh
Excellent flying.
Yeah. Thanks a gazillion,
skye.
You're welcome.
Just doing my job.
Right there.
That's it.
(Panting)
Rubble, you're through.
Great job. Now the turtles
will have a safe path to the bay
for years and years.
Hey, look.
Katie:
They're using the tunnel.
I knew you could do it.
Whenever there's trouble
just yelp for help.
All:
Yay!
You pups totally deserve
some beach time.
(All laughing
and chattering)
(Groaning)
Ryder:
What's wrong, Alex?
There's something
in my pocket.
And, ow,
is he ever crabby.
Ouch!
(All laughing)
Now that's funny.
(Panting)
Whoo.
(Skye laughing)
Hey, rocky.
Marshall:
Sliding championship.
Rubble:
Come on.
I'm in.
(All barking)
(Yipping)
That ladder's
paw-toasting hot.
Oh, too hot for a sliding
championship today.
Wait, wait, wait.
That's why
I brought this.
(Barking)
All:
Water sliding championship.
Me first.
(Laughing)
Whee!
Ta-da!
(Barking)
That's flip-tastic.
Skye, check out my 180
on the slide.
Whee!
Whoo-hoo!
My turn, my turn,
my turn.
(Barking)
Here I go.
Whoa, no! Whoa!
Look out above!
(All grunting)
Sorry.
Thought the slide
was longer.
(Laughing)
Longer? Great idea.
I think I have something.
Perfect.
Don't lose it,
reuse it.
Marshall,
give it a blast.
(Barking)
Pup's away!
Whee!
(Barking)
Super slippy.
Whoo-hoo!
Whee!
Oof!
Whoa!
(Crashing)
Rubble!
(Groaning)
Are you all right?
Again!
(All laughing)
Rubble:
Whoo-hoo!
(All barking and howling)
Oh, that's the spot.
Oh!
No, that's the spot.
Oh!
Wait, that's the spot.
(Beeper sounding)
Hello. Ryder here.
Turbot:
Ryder, it's cap'n turbot.
I have a whale of a
Uh, well, a whale
of a whale problem.
Oh, no.
Cap'n turbot's stuck
inside a whale.
(Turbot laughing)
Not in the whale, chase.
Next to it.
Poor baby whale got spooked
and swam right onto the beach.
Uh-oh. The baby whale
beached herself?
Yup. She's at risk
of serious
epidermal dehydration
complications.
(Sighing)
Otherwise known
as getting all dried out.
Can you lend a hand, ryder?
A hand and some paws.
No job is too big,
no pup is too small.
Paw patrol,
to the lookout.
Whee!
(Beepers sounding)
Ryder:
Paw patrol, to the lookout.
All:
Ryder's calling.
(All howling)
Marshall:
Yes!
Whoa!
Wait up!
(All barking)
Where's?
(Gasping)
Marshall!
Wait for me.
Uh-oh.
(All barking)
Made it. Whew.
(Elevator dinging)
Ready for action,
ryder, sir.
Thanks for coming, pups.
We have a poor little whale
in big trouble.
(Whale groaning)
We need to get her
back in deep water, and fast.
She must miss her mom.
Don't worry.
I've got a plan.
Rubble.
(Barking)
I need you
to dig a channel
so the water can reach
the baby whale.
When high tide comes in,
the whale can float out.
Rubble on the double.
Marshall.
(Barking)
I need you to use your fire hose
to keep the whale wet
till the tide comes in.
Yes!
I'm going to get that whale
wet, wet, wet.
Paw patrol is on a roll.
(All barking and howling)
Skye:
Look out, pups.
Whoo-hoo! Yeah!
Whee!
(Laughing)
Whoa!
(Barking)
Whoa!
(Barking)
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(Barking and howling)
Paw patrol
here to help.
Thanks, ryder.
I just can't keep
this poor little whale
wet enough.
Don't worry.
If she can't get to the water,
the water will come to her.
Marshall, you're on.
(Barking)
This will help you
beat the heat.
(Barking)
(All laughing)
Good one.
This little whale
has a good aim.
Make sure the channel
is nice and wide, rubble.
We'll need lots of water
to float her out.
Let's dig it.
(Sighing)
Just about done here, ryder.
It's almost
high tide.
There should be enough water
to carry the baby whale out.
Let me just scoop out the dam
to let the water in.
Let's hope it works.
Here comes the water.
Higher, higher,
higher!
(Gasping)
Come on, water.
Higher.
I'm afraid the tide
won't get any higher than that.
Maybe we can get the little
whale in the water
with a big push.
Okay, everybody.
One, two, three.
Push.
(All grunting)
(Sneezing)
(All groaning)
Excuse you.
Uh, hello? Is it
potentially possible
within your paw patrol powers
to get me down!
(Whale cooing)
Hey.
Sounds like
another whale.
Could be. Whales talk to each
other with their songs.
It is another whale.
I bet it's her mom.
Ryder:
She's headed straight for us.
Good news.
Your mom's coming.
(Barking)
Not so good.
If she comes too close,
that mama whale
may get stuck too.
Two beached whales
is two too many.
Cap'n turbot, aren't whales
sensitive to sound?
Oh, yes. A calamitous
cacophony--
(laughing)
I mean,
loud noises scare them.
Then we need
to make enough noise
to keep her
away from here.
You might want
to cover your ears.
Let's get loud.
(Whistling)
(Horn honking)
(Barking and howling)
She's slowing down.
Good. But we need her
to turn around.
Hey, Marshall,
let's get really loud.
(Howling)
(Siren blaring)
Turbot:
Yes! She's heading out.
Ryder:
Yes!
(Marshall howling)
(Laughing)
(Loud croaking)
(Whimpering)
Who knows how long
she'll stay out there.
(Squeaking)
We need to get the little whale
back in the water.
Fast.
(Grunting)
The tide
isn't high enough.
Hmm. I know. Maybe rocky
could rig something up
that could help us slide
the baby whale out into the bay.
We were just doing that
this morning at the park.
Perfect!
Perfect!
(Both barking)
Thanks for getting here
so fast, rocky.
Rocky to the rescue.
Okay, rocky,
roll it into the channel.
Perfect. Marshall, can you spray
the plastic so it's slippery?
Sure can.
(Laughing and barking)
Excellent. Okay then,
all paws on deck.
One, two, three,
and push!
(All grunting)
(Laughing)
(Splashing)
No! I'm all wet.
Look.
(Tittering)
Marshall:
Bye, little whale.
We'll miss you.
Rocky:
Be good.
(Sniffling)
What's wrong, rubble?
Just, um,
sand in my eye.
Any of you pups hungry
after all that work?
I am!
Me too.
(All barking and howling)
(Turbot barking)
Me too, me too!
(Laughing nervously)
Well, I realize
I'm not technically a pup.
But I am actually hungry.
Which is why
I always carry
a little homemade
dried squid jerky.
Super tasty.
Mmm. Try some?
No, thanks. I'm good.
Here you go, pups.
(All barking and howling)
Yum.
I think we all deserve
a day at the beach.
Whoo-hoo!
Yes!
Hooray!
Whoo-hoo!
(All cheering)
Awesome!
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(Barking)
(All barking and chattering)
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