DuckTales

Ah! Good morning, you gleaming bit of bounty.

- Beakley? - I feel I should prepare you.

For what's out there.

How bad can it be?

Lid left off the peanut butter.

Errant roller skate left on the stairway.

An elaborate series of cutthroat war games.

Take that.

Dewey, don't yell at your target

before you fire.

You lose the element of surprise.

Good hands, Beakley.

When I said you should spend more time with your family,

I did not mean move family in.

Whoo hoo!

Target acquired.

You set traps? It's just a game.

You're not a player, you're a pawn.

Oh ho! Webby, maybe take it down a notch.

Tell that to my men you captured in Peking. - What?

It's part of my character's backstory.

Grizzled ex-special forces

pulled out of retirement for revenge. What's yours?

My guy has a dart gun?

Not anymore.

Ha ha!

The foyer's a safe zone. The foyer's...

This is no foyer.

This is a tomb.

Oh, my tailbone!

A tomb.

Sir, this is out of control.

Kids will be kids.

For everyone's happiness,

we've all got to make sacrifices.

Um, ocupado.

House meeting now!

Title: " Daytrip of Doom"

All right. Time for some house rules.

Rule one: My space is my space.

My study, my sleeping quarters.

My washroom.

Rule two: defer to Mrs. Beakley for all subsequent rules.

I'm pleased to have you here,

as long as it in no way inconveniences me.

Good day.

This may be Mr. McDuck's mansion,

but it's my house.

So... my house rules.

Exhaustive. Comprehensive. Where are you going?

I got unmentionables to wash.

Rule 58: If you need something,

ask for permission first.

Did you hear that, boys? Ask permission.

Rule 23: No one is above the rules...

Donald.

If you had simply asked for assistance,

we could've avoided what I'm referring to as

the "Undergarment Incident."

I can take care of myself.

That is not your decision to make.

You live here, you answer to me.

I answer to no one!

- Wait, are they gonna kiss? Eww!

Outside now.

Death Darts was fun.

Again, just supposed to be darts.

What do you wanna play next?

Mystery Murder Island, Cannonball Fury?

How about a nice, safe nap?

Oh, how about Sacky Sack?

Or we could go have some real fun.

- You mean... - I do, dear Dewford.

It's time for Funso's Fun Zone!

What's that?

Only the greatest place

one could ever imagine imagining!

Where your dreams become reality,

and reality becomes some crazy kind of hyper-dream.

Where punch refills are free!

Oh, yeah. That Funso's.

Of course.

Everyone knows Funso's.

Let's go, boys.

Oh. Well, have fun.

You coming?

What? Yeah!

Let me get my stuff.

I don't know. Webby's great for treasure hunting

and mine cart chases,

but she's not exactly built for every-day kid stuff.

I still see the darts when I close my eyes.

She's been cooped up in a mansion her whole life.

Of course she's gonna be a little... off.

But we can help her; she'll be fine.

All right, Webby, just a totally casual hang-out

in the real world. Like regular kids do.

Play it cool, play it cool.

Whooooo!

Hmm.

Howdy, neighbor. Kielbasa?

I'll just live on the boat while I fix it.

Out of your house, out of your way.

Causing several fire hazards.

If you had checked with me,

I could've provided safe electrical hook-ups.

I'm good. - And how would you like to split the water bill?

Richest duck in Duck Burg can't spare a dime.

Keep your water.

You've been on a bus before, right?

Absolutely.

So is it assigned seating or...

Don't talk to anybody, don't touch anything,

don't lick anything, don't go near the emergency brake.

Ooh, ooh. Ha ha! I'm Webby.

Have you ever jumped a ravine in this baby?

Can I try? I'm Webby.

Look, a dog, wearing a bow tie.

Did he tie it himself?

Stop the bus!

It was a nice bow tie.

- Sorry. - It-It's fine.

It's just a short walk to Funso's.

Through the sketchiest neighborhood in town.

Bet it's a faster run. Race ya!

Wrong way.

Whoop.

Hey, is that the McDuck brats?

- Let's get 'em. - Uh-uh.

Burger's right. Ma told us

we's only supposed to take down the truck.

Forget the truck. That's the payday.

Think big.

Sorry, Carl. Same time next month?

Funso's Fun Zone.

Pizza?

Games?

A pit of balls?!

Sweet Webbigail, ball pits are for babies.

Walk with me.

You're in the zone now.

If you wanna get by in this world,

you gotta know the people who make it spin.

Josie, new token apron?

- Nice. - ( giggles )

Your usual table, sir.

Merci, Toby.

Webby, your money is no good here.

What do they take? I have pounds, pesos, rubles.

The oldest currency in the world.

Ancient obsidian rune stones?

No, flattery.

Ahem. I can't tell.

Is that the heat lamps or your natural glow?

Oh, Mr. Duck, the usual?

Yep. One free cup for water, please.

- That's not water. - It's all part of the system.

You try.

Hey, you.

Uh... Ja-nay.

It's Jane.

I'm Webby.

I was hoping you could hook a gal up

with one of those free water cups.

You know, fruit punch.

You sure you don't want it for water?

Yes, for water.

Fruity water...

that really packs a punch.

Am I right?

I... I don't know what you mean.

I mean fruit punch.

There a problem here?

What did I tell you about handing out freebies, Jane?

You pay for that punch, Duck?

I was just about to.

Yeah.

Thanks, Webby.

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