Ah-hyuck.
♪ H-h-h-hit it ♪
♪ Like father like son ♪
♪ You're always number one ♪
Yes!
♪ There's buddies There's pals ♪
Yeah!
♪ You always seem to work things out ♪
♪ Can't you see you're two of a kind ♪
♪ Lookin' for a real good time ♪
Whoa!
♪ A real good time ♪
♪ Report to the Goof Troop ♪
♪ And we'll always stick together ♪
♪ Always stick together ♪
♪ We're the Goof Troop ♪
♪ The best of friends forever ♪
♪ Side by side wherever we go ♪
♪ We're always ready to roll ♪
♪ Now gimme a beat ♪
♪ We're the Goof Troop ♪
♪ And we always stick together ♪
Gawrsh.
♪ We're the Goof Troop ♪
♪ The best of friends forever ♪
♪ Now we're calling everyone ♪
♪ Come along and join the fun ♪
♪ Report to the Goof Troop ♪
♪ Baa ba doo da bop baa ba doo bop ♪
Yeah!
[TV announcer] Although ski areas expectthe storm to hit tonight,
Spoonerville's getting the brunt of it now,
where the snow has put a big dent in local business.
Oh, not the messopany deluxe!
I just had that baby repossessed.
In fact, the city council and--
What a month I'm having,
even worse than I thought!
Well, we cleaned off the cars, Mr. P.
Even did the RVs.
Yeah, Pop. Now can we get paid?
Fellas, times are tough,
and we all gotta make sacrifices.
Save more, spend less,
and tighten the old belt.
[groans]
[coughs]
Well, you get the picture.
Yeah. You're stiffin' us.
Not at all. No, but instead of money,
I'm payin' you in...
Paper clips!
Oh, come on, Max.
Let's see what's on the tube.
[man on TV] Here's the guy who claims he saw Bigfoot.
He was big and hairy and had these weird ears.
I never seen anything like it.
Here. I drew a picture of him.
Ha! What a rube.
I bet he thinks his sister got kidnapped by UFOs too.
[man on TV] Does he or she exist or not?
Is he or she fact?
Is he or she fiction, real or imagined?
Half-human or merely
half-witted and hairy?
No one knows for sure.
If they do know, they're not saying.
Hey, Peej, I'm Bigfoot.
Betcha can't catch me.
[growls]
Ha! Betcha I can!
[roars]
Let's see how fast those big feet really are, man.
[man on TV] Still, the hopeful lock to the mountains,
knowing an authentic picture of Bigfoot
would bring instant fame and publicity.
[gasp]
My favorite four words--
Pu-bli-ci-ty.
One picture of that hairball,
I'd be sellin' cars like there was no yesterday.
And it wouldn't have to be authentic, either.
[chuckles]
Sure is generous of you, Petey,
invitin' maxie and me along
on an all-expenses-paid ski weekend.
Oh, think nothin' of it, Goofster.
It's only money--
79.95 plus 15% gratuity to be exact,
but who's countin'?
But, Dad, how come yesterday
you were sayin' times were tough, you know,
and we had to tighten the old belt,
and then today you--
[chuckles] Kids, huh? Never know what they'll say next.
Come on, Junior, see if we forgot anything.
[blows raspberries]
Don't worry about a thing, Petey!
Me and Maxie'll load her up.
Careful, Dad.
These are Mr. P's super-wax GT specials.
Ow! Oh, got some nice snap-on bindings, too. Ohh!
Here comes a heavy one, Pop.
Hmm. Looks like this feller didn't know when to say when.
Whoa-ow!
[Max] You OK, Pop?
[Goofy] Don't worry, Maxie.
I have not yet begun to pack. Ah-hyuck!
Charge!
Oops!
Whoa-oh!
Ooh!
Whoa!
Ho ho!
Look out below!
Oh, no, you don't! Not this time!
[panting] Made it!
Uh, say, Petey,
you know you got a hole in your ceilin'?
[scoffs] I'll give ya a hole.
Hey, Goofy!
Think you put on enough of them stretchy cords?
Almost, Petey.
Just one more for safekeepin'.
Ah-hyuck!
That oughta do it.
Gawrsh! I used to get a lot better mileage.
-Cool! -Awesome!
I gotta check out
the slidability factor of this snow.
Wh-wh-whoa!
[chuckles] Check it out.
Hey, Max! Max?
Max, where'd you go?
There's a snowman here looks just like ya.
Hurry it up, Goof.
We gotta hit the ski slopes before the light fades.
OK, Petey.
They musta forgot their snow tires.
Never mind that.
Just give me my camera equipment.
And careful! It's fragile.
I know, Pete. That's why I packed it
nice and safe at the bottom.
I'm gonna give you a packin'.
[grunting]
Whoa!
Look out, you dumb--
Oh!
Mm. You weren't plannin'
on using your wide-angley-type lens
this weekend, were you, Pete?
Gimme that!
All right, now listen up, Goof.
You grab the skis,
and I'll carry Mr. Camera.
Ahem. OK, Petey,
if you're sure you can manage.
Hmm. Follow me.
I got an uncanny sense of misdirection.
Ski slopes are this way.
Ouch!
Or are they that way?
Don't worry, Pete. I know where I'm goin' now.
On second thought...
Ouch!
H-Hey!
W-Whoa-ah!
Oh, no!
[Pete] Mama!
Thought you was in a hurry
to go skiin', Petey!
That's the restaurant!
[gibbering]
[shouting]
Gawrsh. Guess Petey got hungry on the drive up.
Good thinkin', Petey--
food to go. Ah-hyuck!
Ah-hyuck!
Thanks for the fancy ski coat, Pete.
Folks sure are giving it the eye.
Aw, that's nothin', Goof.
Wait till ya see the nice hat I got for you
once we get up to the bunny slope.
But we don't stop at the bunny slope.
This goes straight to the top.
The t-top?
Maybe we should take a taxi instead or--
Don't you worry none, Petey.
Nobody ever falls out of these things.
[man] Aah!
[thud]
Well, almost never.
-Whoo-hoo! -Yaa-haa!
Whoo-hoo!
Yahoo!
And the gold medal for the lugie competition
goes to...
PJ-J-J and--and Max--Max--Max.
[chuckles]
That's "luge," Peej.
Hey, check it out.
Footprints.
And I bet I know who they belong to.
The Harlem G-Globetrotters?
No! Bigfoot. Come on.
Let's see where these big feet lead.
I already know...
to big trouble.
Ah-hyuck! We sure are way up, Petey.
And to think you used to have a fear of heights.
Great! We're there.
Nothin' to it, I tell ya.
[chuckles, screams]
Whoa! Aah!
Gimme a hand!
Ah-hyuck! You deserve it, Petey.
That's some fancy hot-dog ski trick.
Ouch!
Hey, Petey, how's this?
Almost got it, Goofer.
A little to the left.
Now hunker down.
Spread your arms wide
and give me a good grunt.
You wanna look like a real skier, don't you?
Sure do, Pete.
Ooh! Ooh! How's that?
He's a gruntin' fool.
Very professional. Hold that pose, Goof.
Sure got dark early.
Must be mountain time.
Powder's nice and fluffy, though--
perfect for a little night skiin'.
Whoa-hoo-hoo!
What'd ya say, Goof?
Eeh-hoo-hoo!
I'm ready for ya, Goof.
No, no, no, you ijot.
Everything's wrong.
Look. Your hat's on crooked.
[growls]
And your coat's lopsided, too.
Here! Let me straighten it.
Oh, your gruntin's not bad, though.
[growls]
You're not the Goof, are you?
Your teeth are in better shape.
You're the real, [stutters] Bigfoot.
Aah!
Oh!
Oh, no. He'd never leave his camera behind.
He paid cash for it.
Oh, this proves it.
Bigfoot's got my dad.
[Goofy] Oh! [whoops]
Sounds like my dad's in trouble, too.
Uh-oh!
Whoa-ow!
Good thing I got my lucky stretch-underwear on.
Ah-hyuck!
Whew. Seems to be levelin' out.
Oughta be smooth sailin' from here on.
Oh! [whoops]
Oh! Ow! Ooh! Ow!
Ooh! Hoo hoo!
[crowd cheering]
[snoring]
More cheese-wiener doodles, peg-ums,
and pass the picante sauce.
Aah!
Look. You don't wanna eat me.
I'm more than 30% fat.
I'll clog your arteries.
Chock full of preservatives, too.
How about some free gifts?
RV key chains, pens, least year's calendars?
No, no, please!
Please!
I don't wanna die!
Oh, mama!
A coconut?
You're offerin' me a snack?
Uh-huh!
What a relief.
You just wanna be pals,
-don't you, big guy? -[roars]
I mean big gal,
'cause you're a lady bigbutt-- big--
but-- lady girl, ain't ya?
[roars]
And a very pretty one at that.
Hmm. This could be worth even more than I thought.
Follow the tracks to Pete's--
Pete's lot, where Bigfoot equals big savin's.
We got a monster of a deal for you at Pete's.
Say, good lookin',
you must get pretty lonely in this dark, stinky cave.
[groans]
Well, how's about comin' with me?
I know a place where you can make lots of nice new friends.
[Goofy] Oh! Hoo hoo!
Aah!
Leave it to the Goof
to show up and ruin everything.
Gawrsh! The ladies sure are friendly around here--
very!
Hey, come on. You're comin' with me.
You don't want to hang around the Goof.
His low IQ might be contagious.
[snarling]
What are you-- Aah!
Do not disturb?
Hey, come out! Open up in there!
You gotta-- Wait a second.
All I gotta do is find a phone,
make a couple of calls to the TV and newspapers.
I can see the headline now-- "Bigfoot captured by Pete
of Pete's used cars,
where the winter clearance sale is now in progress
and great buys can be found, too".
[laughs]
Aw, face it, Max.
We lost the trail.
No, we didn't. Look!
Bigfoot's in that cave.
[stammers[ Come on, Peej.
Y-You're not scared, are ya?
Me? No. Uh, are you?
[stammers] Of course not.
[heavy breathing]
Peej, quit breathin' on me.
-It's not me, Max. -[growl]
And tell your stomach to be quiet.
It's not me, either, Max.
[growls]
That's definitely not me!
-Aah! -Aah!
[growls]
I thought bears slept all winter!
Just our luck to get an insomniac!
Oh, thanks. Ah-hyuck!
But I couldn't eat another bite. Ah-hyuck!
Oh, never knew boiled road kill could be so tasty.
Well, love to stay and chat,
but I gotta go find Petey.
[growling]
Oh, OK, but only for a few minutes.
Chapped lips, huh?
Ah-hyuck! I get 'em, too.
It's all this cold weather.
Oh, same stuff I use on fishin' trips.
Really keeps the horse flies away, don't it?
[making kissing noises]
Peej, look!
[music plays]
Whaddya hear?
Music?
[music playing]
You don't have anything faster, do ya?
I dance a mean watusi.
So who do ya think's gonna win the pennant?
Whoa! Didn't know I was so irresistible.
Better switch to a lower-octane cologne.
It's Bigfoot.
Hmm, wonder which way Petey went.
[Max] Now!
[all shouting]
[groans]
You get set up,
and I'll be back with Bigfoot.
Oh, and remember to tell your viewers
I own Pete's used cars.
Hey, didn't we investigate you
for turning back odometers?
Those charges were dropped.
Are we on, Ed?
Mutt Tanner here with another Bigfoot sighting.
This time by a guy who says
he had actual contact with the creature.
Don't hold your breath, folks.
B-Bigfoot's gone.
He got away, huh?
Hmm, go figure.
Listen, you gotta believe me.
Bigfoot was there. I saw her!
Oh. So Bigfoot's a she now, hmm?
Yeah, yeah. She offered me half a coconut.
Looks like this guy's only playing
with half a coconut himself, folks.
I wrote that.
But I saw her, I tell you!
She was big and hairy and--
Another day, another rube.
Who are you calling a rube?
I'm gonna capture Bigfoot, see?
[laughing]
I'll call every station but you!
I'll show you! You'll see!
I'll show all of you!
[screaming]
We got Bigfoot!
[muffled screams]
He's trying to get out, Max!
-Mr. G? -Dad?
Pop, what happened?
Don't know, Maxie. Just got here myself.
We better get you back to the cabin to warm up.
Sure wouldn't mind a nice hot cup
of strawberry-flavored cocoa.
[groans]
Good thing I watched them Tarzan movies.
This'll snag her for sure.
I bet that's her comin' now.
Get outta there.
You'll spring it.
Ooh! When I get my hands on you,
I'm gonna--
Oopsie!
Aah!
[sniffing]
[groans]
Say, either the blood's rushin' to my head,
or I got a great idea.
[growls]
She fell for the Goof when he wore this costume.
It's a cinch she'll fall for me.
Hi, honey. I'm home!
[sniffing]
Uh-oh. She wants the Goof.
[growls]
Better give the lady what she wants.
Ah-hyuck!
Gawrsh!
You sure are pretty.
Ah-hyuck!
I sure am falling for you.
Ah-hyuck! Gawrsh!
How'd you like to go for a drive
in my brand-new used car?
Take your time gettin' ready, hon.
I'll be waiting out here. Ah-hyuck!
I gotta call all the TV and radio stations.
Get them to put me on the air tonight.
I'll be famous-- The guy who captured Bigfoot.
Keep her in a big cage right at the car lot.
Ha! What a gimmick!
Oh, [stammers] hi, honey.
A penny for your thoughts.
Oh, no! Keep away! No!
Lemme alone!
Whoo-hoo-hoo!
Hey, cut it out!
You're gonna cause an avalanche!
Somebody help!
Aah!
[groans]
Hey, everybody, it's Bigfoot!
I told you I seen him! I got Bigfoot right here!
[horns honking]
[man] Come out of the way!
[man] I wanna see Bigfoot!
[shouting]
Ski officials report that business has more than doubled,
thanks to today's capture of Bigfoot.
Even skeptics are convinced this Bigfoot is for real.
Nobody else could be that ugly.
[muffled shouting]
Don't you think we should tell somebody
that's your dad in the cage?
Yeah, but not right away
because I want to make sure he remembers this
next time he tries to get out of payin' us for shovelin' snow.
[laughing]
One thing I don't get, Max.
Where'd your dad go?
Must be out runnin' around somewhere.
Hey, cut it out!
I don't wanna be your financee!
Aah! Aah! Stop!
[kiss noises]
[shouting]
♪ Gimme a beat ♪
[theme music playing]
Yeah!