BATTLE OF THE BULGE (Ruslan, SVZ) http://www.cdrr.ru
Chief Marley, will these new armored helicopters
really do away with jewel robberies?
Absolutely. Wealthy citizens like, uh,
Lady Richmore here will be able to transport
their jewels in complete safety.
Unless, of course, crooks grow wings! Ha-ha-ha-ha!
Hah! Banana peels?
Oh, my jewels!
The pilots didn't see anything.
And what's more, they swear
the jewels were there when they took off.
Right, Chief... Right away.
More clues, Spinelli!
Yuck. You call this a clue?
Hey!
Golly! Thieves who steal jewels in mid air.
Yeah. Why don't we ever get neat cases like that?
How's about a bite, Monterey?
Sure, pally. Share and share alike, I always say.
Gee, thanks.
Don't mention it. What are friends for?
What kind of crook snacks on fruit in the middle of a heist?
A hungry one?
Oh, you're a real big help.
Go on, get out of here.
Oh, speaking of hungry...
Che-e-e-eeese!
Uh-oh!
Thought I had a pickle in here.
Oh, no!
What?
Why, you!
Gotcha now, mouse!
Get that rodent!
Gotcha! Huh?
Here they come!
Get ready.
Now!
That does it. We gotta get a cat.
Say, there's nothing left!
You've just got to stop all this snacking, Monterey.
Yeah. We could all have been caught on account of you.
Oh, you're exaggerating. I'm as fit as I ever was.
Uh-huh.
You mates are mistaking my muscularity for fat.
Uh-huh.
You know that I have large bones.
You're right.
My tummy's got a mind of its own.
This is no way for a Rescue Ranger to look.
From now on,
Monterey Jack's on a strict regimen of diet and exercise.
Oh boy, oh boy!
Sorry, mate.
But the first thing we Rangers got to learn is moderation.
Really?
Here, have a parsley sprig.
Police are still no closer to solving the mistery
of the mysterious midair robberies.
However, the helicopter transport company
has no plans to discontinue service.
That's it for the news. Now back to Aerobic Dancing with Dev.
Cool jets, everybody. Let's start with the basics.
How's about practicing a little moderation now, Monterey?
Yeah! I'm pooped.
Perk up, lads, remember. No pain, no gain.
So much for the pain. How's about a bit of lunch?
The strongest bloke I ever knew lived off this stuff for a year.
Whilst engaged in a finger-wrestling match with a Himalayan gorilla.
Kept him from going bananas.
What are we having?
Dried Boll Weevil in wheat germ granola.
Have a try.
Ew! This stuff tastes terrible.
That's the whole idea, luv.
That way, you don't eat too much.
Crikey! Sounds like burglars to me.
Hee-yah! Gotcha, you thieving blackguards!
Uh, golly, Monty. This isn't what you think it is...
Nuh-uh. We're just, er, uh...
A dream! You're dreaming, Monterey!
Well, if this is a dream,
I'll just finish it back in me bed where it's warmer.
Phew!
If my dream knows what's good for it,
it had better be going back to bed, too.
Rise and shine, mates!
Nothing like a morning jog to work out the kinks!
We'll show you how to work out the kinks!!!
Ready, guys?
Ready!
And now for the Incredibly Early Morning News.
There was yet another mid-air jewel heist last night.
Police are still baffled
by the fruity clues being left behind.
And in other news...
Food!
This one will do. Whoa!
I'll grab some bananas.
Do you think this is enough?
It's good enough for those fools the boss is using.
Boy, this fruit must be really fresh.
It's still moving.
Here's the fruit like you ordered, boss!
Excellent, excellent.
Let's see, now.
Apples, oranges, bananas... Very good.
And a pineapple!
You've really outdone yourselves.
What?! No pears?!
I told you ninnies they like a wide selection!
How can you have variety... Without pears!?
Saved by the bell, gentlemen.
Whew! That was close!
Ah! If it isn't my little winged messengers now.
Entrez-vous, won't you?
Gosh, he never speaks French to us.
You sent for us again, Mr. Fat Cat the boss man?
Is too early for us Fruit Bats, man. The sun still shines.
And I didn't get a chance to... eat...
Nah - ah ah!
Not until you agree to take care of another teeny, tiny, little job
for the boss man.
Jamaican fruit bats do anything for the fruit, man.
Yeah, man. Anything.
Yes, I know. And I love it. Go for it, boys!
How I do love the pineapple fruit, man.
Hey man, this is the most righteous fruit
I've seen for a long time.
Watch this - one bite.
A-ah... A fruit this fine must be shared.
That's right. With me!
Ha ha! Give me that! Keep your claws off.
That's mine!
Gentlemen, gentlemen. It's time to be going.
Right now!!!
It would be such a shame
if you missed the appointment
I've arranged for you.
Right away, Mr. Fat Cat.
We're just take enough fruit with us,
just to keep the energy up.
Hurry ba-a-ack.
That's the problem with foreign imports,
it's a pain getting decent service.
Man, that is one crazy cat.
You got that right, man.
His banana boat is short one bunch.
What do you think they're going to do for Fat Cat?
Let's get the Ranger Plane and find out.
Hey, you guys!
Let's go! We've got a case!
Why, it's the slackers. Couldn't take the pace, eh?
No time for exercise now, Monterrey. We need the Ranger Plane to...
Oh, no!
I had Gadget fix it so we can exercise,
even when we're on a case.
Golly, I was just trying to be helpful.
How can we tell which way the fruit bats went?
We just follow their trail.
Those fruit bats are flying garbage disposals.
This will have us thinner than weasels
in a washtub in no time at all.
What say we take a break, eh, pallies?
Everything in moderation, you know?
We're never gonna catch up to them.
We might as well give up and go home.
Well, OK. If you can't take it...
Hey! Who ordered the fruit cocktail?
It's those bats!
Now I am ready for a righteous fine nap.
Ha-ha, no time for that, Bobo, here comes our date.
And she sure is looking fat for the plucking, man.
Wonder why they're going after that helicopter?
That's the kind that was robbed...
It's the fruitbats!
They're stealing jevels for Fat Cat!
Let's go! Start pedaling!
Rescue... Rangers... Away!
We'll head them off.
You betcha, we can just...
Whoa! Whoa!
It's the downdraft from the propellers!
Keep pumping!
Try to keep it steady!
The wind shouldn't bother us under here.
But, uh, what happened to the bats?
I'll find out.
Easy as slicing key lime pie.
You were right, Chip. They're the jewel thieves.
So what are we going to do about it?
Come on, Monty.
Can't let your mates have all the fun.
Aargh! Whoa!
Monterey!
Help!
Monty!
Rescue Rangers away!
Crikey!
Grab on, Monty!
Have you up in just a sec, guys!
Golly, that was handy.
Oh, that be the most of it.
Time to get back to the Fat Cat.
Yeah! That loony cat better have
some righteous fine fruit
to pay for this work.
I got my wind back now, mates.
But they're getting away.
Not if we can hitch a ride. How about it, Monterey?
I say, go for it!
Elevator coming down!
Oh no! What are they doing?
My days at the circus taught me the two rules of acrobatics.
One: try not to look down.
Two: don't fall on the clowns.
Hey, what's the matter with you?
Stop shaking the load, man.
Me? You're the one not carrying the load.
Ah! This'll do.
Isn't commerce wonderful?
Imagine, trading nectarines for necklaces.
Bananas for brooches.
And tangelos for tiaras.
Oh, I'm so-o shrewd.
You're the shrewdest, boss.
The most tip-top, Fat Cat.
But it can't last forever, you know.
The cops will wise up and find another way to ship the jewels.
And then I'll ship those batty fruitcakes back to Jamaica!
Really?
Gosh! We thought you liked them better than us.
What? Better than you?
Who've been with me through thick and thin,
boom and bust?
You?
Mi amigos? Compadres? Mon frers? You?
Hello, Fat Cat, we come back, man.
Gentlemen!
What have my favorite fruit bats brought me?
Pearls!
And diamonds!
And Rescue Rangers!
And emeralds!
And...
Rescue Rangers?!
Get them!!!
Oh, they after our fruit! That's ours!!!
Banana! Banana! Banana!
Come on!
Fire up the Cuisinart, boys.
It's time for some Rescue Rangers preserves!
What in the world?!
What's happening?
We've snagged something!
Get under cover!
What happening?
Here, kitty, kitty! Say "Ah"!
Aaargh!
Aaaaargh!
You know, man, I think I am getting tired of the fruits.
Yeah, man. Maybe we can eat something softer.
The missing jewels.
Where'd they come from?
Oh, drat!
The stolen jewels were recovered,
but the identity of the thieves remains a mystery.
Not to mention the guys who recovered them.
Another bromide tablet, Zipper me pal?
Nothing tops a little time in a hot tub.
Hey!
What do you think you're doing?
I thought maybe we've had enough exercising.
Right!
Everything in moderation!
Ha ha ha! Ha ha ha!