[theme music]
♪ Pac-Man ♪
That's me.
Crunch
♪ Pac-Man ♪
Ga ga.
Oh, I must have those Power Pellets.
Go find me the Power Pellet forest.
[theme music]
[whirring]
Oh-oh, I got to get away from those Ghost Monsters.
Don't let him get away, fellas.
We're gonna chomp on his bones this time.
Whoa! I'm running out of Pac-Power.
If I don't get power pellets soon, I'll be in big trouble.
(Clyde) 'We're the Ghost Monsters. Watch us run.'
'Look out Pac-Man 'cause, here we come!'
Gangway!
Alright, Fleet Feet.
Sly, little Sue has got a surprise for you.
Prepare for launch!
- Five.. - There he is.
- Four. - I got him now.
- Three. - Here I come.
- Two. - Geronimo!
- One. - Oh, no!
Blast off!
Wham
(all) Argh!
Yikes!
Thud
Next time I take a ride like that, I'm bringing a parachute.
(Clyde) 'There ain't gonna be any next time, Pac-Man.'
'Cause we're gonna chomp all over you!
That's what you think, Creepos.
(Pinky) 'It's Miss Pac-Man.'
Are you alright, Packy darling?
Well, I was feeling a bit run-down
but now that you're here, Pepper..
...I'm feeling much better.
Good! Now, we can chomp both of ya's.
I wouldn't be so sure about that.
[popping]
Mmm... Power Pellets.
Crunch crunch crunch
Mmm-mm, those were good.
But I still got the munchies..
...the Ghost Monsters munchies.
(all) P-P-Pac power!
- Let's get outta here! - Amscray!
(all) Yieee!
Ready or not, here I come!
Help!
Scrunch
(Miss Pac-Man) 'Not so fast!'
Where do you think you're going?
Scrunch
- Let me outta here. - Me first. Me first.
Scrunch
Don't leave me, fa-fa-fa, g-g-guys.
Scrunch
muah
Those fools, Ghost Monsters.
Where are they?
A-ha! I might've known you'd blunder again.
Snap
(Mezmaron) What's your excuse this time?
[kissing]
Stop your shivering and get some new ghost suits.
[whirring]
He he. Hiya, boss.
You'll never guess how we messed up this time.
I don't have to guess. I saw it all.
On my Pac-Land spy satellite.
Oh, me, on TV?
Duh, how did I look, Mezmaron?
He he he.
Shut up!
I've been stopped from finding Pac-Land's hidden Power Forest!
Once I control all the Power Pellets..
...I'll be the master of Pac-Land.
But Pac-Man's the Power Forest's security chief.
Yeah, he's f-fa-fa, he's... he's quick.
Yeah and he chomps like this.
[chattering]
Stop it, you blithering baboon!
I got another plan.
The five of you are going take over the Yellow House.
Home of the Pac-President.
With president in my mercy
Pac-Man will be forced to reveal
the location of the Power Forest.
Oh, oh, right, boss.
That plan is fool-proof.
You mean, even we can't mess it up?
Go!
(Clyde) There it is, fellas.
'The Yellow House.'
This storm drain will take us right to it.
'We can sneak in from underneath.'
- Inky, you got the crowbar? - Oh, sure do, Clyde.
Give me that.
It's stuck. Gimme a hand, guys.
(together) Argh!
Boing
What is the meaning of this?
It's quite simple, Mr. President.
- You're being Pac-Napped. - Yeah, how does that grab ya?
Now, to get on with the plan.
Pac-Man, I know you're out there.
We got your Pac-President all packed up.
You got one hour to tell us where the Power Forest is
or we chomp him for good. You got that?
We can't reveal the location of the Power Forest.
It's the sole source of Pac-Land's energy.
Don't worry, Grump. I'll take care of everything.
Tap tap tap
crunch crunch crunch
Alright, you, ghastly Ghost Monsters.
- You asked for it. - It's P-P-Pac-Man!
Get him, boys!
Make way! Make way!
Now, to stop those Ghost Monsters for good.
[inhaling]
[blowing]
He he, sometimes I surprise myself
with my clever Pac-ish pranks.
Look, there he is.
(Clyde) 'And we got him cornered.'
Looks like we outsmarted you again, Pac-Creep.
Yeah, let's gobble that goodie.
Phat
Here you go, Pres, my last Power Pellet.
- Thanks, Pac-Man. - Alright, Pac-Man.
Better tell us where the Power Forest is.
Ha! You don't scare me, ghost face.
Nothing you could do can make me tell.
Oh-oh, that was my last Power Pellet.
Okay, Pinky..
...let her rip.
Ten-four, Clyde.
Uh, this place doesn't happen to have Pac-Termites, does it?
'In that case, we're in big trouble.'
We're taking you for a little ride.
Ha ha ha.
And if you don't tell us where the Power Forest is..
...Pinky let's go.
Oh, if Pinky lets go, what happens to us?
Don't ask dumb questions.
Okay, Pac-Man. What will it be?
You win. I'll tell you where the Power Forest is.
It's just over those blue hills, hidden in the Pac-Palm trees.
We did it! We found out where the Power Forest is.
Thud
Oh, boy! Is Mezmaron ever gonna be proud of us?
Well, where is it, Pac-Man?
No, Pac-Man. Don't tell him.
We have no choice.
It's just the other side of those trees.
At last, I have it!
'The Power Forest is mine!'
What! These aren't Power Pellets.
I've been tricked!
You haven't seen anything yet. Right, Packy?
[whistling]
scrunch scrunch scrunch
No! Get off! Get away from me!
I brought you a little snack pack.
[popping]
Power Pellets!
Yummy. Ha ha ha.
Scrunch scrunch scrunch
(all) Oh, no! Pac-Power!
A chomp a day, keeps the Ghost Monsters away!
Ha ha ha.
Hide, Clyde! Hide, Clyde!
Crunch crunch crunch
scrunch
This will teach you not to mess around my Packy.
Crunch crunch crunch
scrunch
Yieee!
Scrunch
Got to get away! Got to hide.
Don't wanna get chomped! No, I don't, oh..
[screaming]
scrunch
Nice going, Pac-Pres.
Thanks, I haven't had a good chomp since the election.
Gotta find a place to duck.
Splash
[screaming]
Give my regards to Mezmaron, huh?
Ow, get of my leg.
Ouch!
Yeow! Stop that!
Come on, Packy darling. Let's go home.
What's for dinner, Pepper?
- Power Pellets. What else? - Again?
And you can have them any way you like.
Power Pellets with chocolate sauce.
Power Pellet pie. Barbecued Power Pellets.
Banana Pellets Split.
(Pac-Man) Positively "Powerful!"
crunch crunch crunch
scrunch
Oh, boy! What a time to be caught without my Power-pellets.
All I've got, are these Super Instant Cactus seeds.
"Instant Cactus Seeds?"
Ha ha. That gives me a great idea.
[rustling]
thud
Ha ha! That's what you get for being a thorn in my side.
[theme music]
[pleasant music]
[Pac-Baby babbling]
Packy darling, where are those chairs?
C-c-c-coming right up, Pepper.
[dog chattering]
Meow!
[clattering]
I hope this isn't gonna be another one of those picnics.
[Pac-Baby babbling]
[dog chattering]
I'm gonna play a little Frisbee with Chomp-Chomp.
Have fun!
Your Power Pellet burgers won't be ready for a few more minutes.
Okay, Chomp-Chomp, catch.
Boing
slurp
No, Chomp-Chomp! No, uh!
Alright, Chomp-Chomp, this time don't eat it, fetch it.
[Chomp-Chomp chattering]
boing boing boing
screech
wham
He he he.
Boing boing boing
Meow!
Wham
Okay, Chomp-Chomp, here goes a high one.
He he he.
[sawing]
Meow.
Creak
wham
Meow!
Ah, good boy, Chomp-Chomp.
Now, here goes a real long one.
Ah! There's nothing like a ghost picnic
after a hard day's work chasing Pac-Man.
Hey, Clyde, how 'bout a barbecued Pac-Pancake?
They look just like Pac-Man.
Only, they don't taste as good as he does.
No thanks, I like chompin' on the real thing.
I said, I don't want no pancakes!
That ain't no pancake, Clyde.
It's a flying daucer, a slying flawcer, it's an..
[giggling]
You, silly jerks. This is a Frisbee.
Give me that. I'll get rid of it.
Boing boing boing
Whoo-hoo! Bad, Pac-Dog.
Bad, Pac-Dog!
That's Pac-Man's little mutt.
Well, that means Pac-Man must be nearby.
Yeah and I know just how to spoil his picnic.
Now, listen.
[whispering]
Great idea, Clyde. Ha ha.
One, two, three!
[whistling] Here, boy.
Okay, Pac-Mutt, bring us back to your master.
He he he. This is gonna work like a charm.
(Blinky) Oh-oh.
(Inky) 'Great idea, Clyde.'
'Real great.'
[all coughing]
Why that little..
Pac-Man is gonna pay for this!
Hey, those Pac-Burgers ready, Pepper? I'm starved.
Here you are, Packy.
A double Power-Pellet burger.
Oh, umm-hmm!
Scrunch
Bad, Chomp-Chomp.
Uh, come on, you got your own Power Pellet chow.
Scrunch
Bad, Pac-Dog.
I'm gonna have to teach you a lesson.
Well, now, you stay in there till I'm done with lunch.
Scrunch
There they are.
I got a little surprise for them.
- Uh, what is it, Clyde? - It's a Pac-Anthill, ant-brain.
Just pour a trail of honey to Pac-Man's picnic spot
and they'll be itching for the next six months.
Start pourin', Inky.
[Pac-Ants chattering]
[scatting]
Ha ha.
Hey, which way is it to Pac-Man anyway?
Oh, no!
[Pac-Ants chattering]
[Ghost Monsters screaming]
Oh, ga-ga, fish, fish.
Uh, yes, siree, Pac-Baby.
And hopefully, dada will catch a real big fish-fish.
[whistling]
creak
Oh-oh, was that a bite?
In that case, I better reel it in.
Scrunch
Bad, Chomp-Chomp, spit that out!
Meow!
Splash
[worms chattering]
gulp
splash
(Pac-Man) 'Hey, I got one!'
Where's my net?
Meow!
Splash
Must've caught me a catfish.
Enemy sighted, Clyde, bearing zero degrees marked.
One-hundred feet and closing in.
With this shark fin we'll scare
the Pac-Pants off of Pac-Man and his family.
Do I have to wear that?
Okay. But I feel like a blithering d-idiot
idiot-blidiot, uh, an idiot.
And you look like one. Now, get going.
Splash
Packy, look, a shark!
Uh, uh, two of 'em.
Ha ha ha. They spotted us.
They'll be rowing away in a Pac-Panic any second.
(all) Two of them?
(all) Yieeeee!
Snap
Alright, Inky, let's have that drill.
Sinkin' this Pac-Boat should spoil their little picnic.
Roar
(all) Yieeeee!
Snap
[whistling]
We'll fix that no good Pac-Rat.
Right. All we gotta do is give a yank on his line
and when he pulls us up..
...chompo!
Hey, I got something!
Creak
He he he. Any minute now and it's gonna be chomp-city.
Clyde.
Not now, I'm getting ready to chomp Pac...
But, Clyde, there's something I think you oughta know.
What is it?
I think he's getting ready to chomp us!
Scrunch
Hey, Pepper, I think I just caught Pac-Jaws!
A-ha! Try to get outta that one, Pepper?
Crunch crunch crunch
Pac-Mate! I win.
Dada, go, fly kite?
Okay, Pac-Baby.
[Pac-Baby giggling]
Not bad, huh, little co-pilot? Ha ha.
[fan whirring]
He he he.
[whistling]
[Chomp-Chomp chattering]
[wind gushing]
creak
snap
meow
[swishing]
Oh, no! Pac-Baby, no!
You're supposed to loop the kite. Not me.
Look out for the tree, Packy.
Now is our chance, fellas. Come on!
What're we doin' up here, Clyde?
All we gotta do is make ourselves into a kite.
Then when those Pac-Punks pull us in..
- I know, chomp. - Gimme that!
Okay, guys, on the count of three..
One, two, three!
(all) Argh!
Hang on, fellas, I'll have you tied on in a second.
Snap
(Inky) He's pullin' us in.
(Clyde) We got him now.
[thundering]
[explosion]
[all screaming]
Okay, Chomp-Chomp, Sour Puss, time to go home.
Meow
Well, did you have a nice time, Pac-Baby?
[Pac-Baby babbling]
Muah
Well, so much for another picnic in Pac-Land.
Wow! We showed them.
Yeah, we sure messed up their picnic, didn't we?
You can say that again.
Yeah, we sure, messed up their picnic, didn't we?
Shut up! I heard you the first time.
(Blinky) 'Ouch! You stepped on my toe.'
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