♪ 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!
(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)
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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!
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(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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