01x22 - The Iced Ducks Cometh

[bunniefuu]

♪ On the road to glory ♪

♪ Ain't no turning back ♪

♪ It's got to be
the Mighty Ducks ♪

♪ On a quack attack ♪

♪ Look out, clear the way ♪

♪ The Ducks are here to play! ♪

♪ Ducks rock! ♪

[crowd cheers]

♪ Ducks rock! ♪

♪ Mighty Ducks! ♪

♪ Here come the Mighty Ducks ♪

♪ Burning up the ice ♪

♪ Just try and stop
the Mighty Ducks ♪

♪ And you're gonna
pay the price! ♪

♪ Here come the Mighty Ducks ♪

♪ Fighting for the gold! ♪

♪ Let's hear it
for the Mighty Ducks ♪

♪ Time to rock and roll ♪

♪ Let's go, let's go ♪

♪ Ducks rock! ♪

♪ Mighty Ducks!
Ducks rock! ♪

♪ Let's hear it
for the Mighty Ducks! ♪

♪ Mighty Ducks! ♪

[Seige] We've almost got
the lens removed,
Lord Dragaunus.

Just a few more minutes.

Hurry up! I can't wait forever
to rule the world.

I sense something foul
in the air.

Even if those ducks show up,

They'll never lay
a feather on us.

We're gonna lay a lot more than
feathers on you, dookasaur.

Doing a little stargazing, boys?

You're the ones
who'll be seeing stars.

Say hello to my little friend.

Okay, Tiny. Mangle 'em mallards.

It's a kind of a super droid.

Whoa! That guy's been
pumping iron, man.

Let him have it!

We aren't even
stopping his paint-job!

[g*ns c*ck]

Fall back!

We can outclass him
with the arrow-wing.

Trouble?

Okay, next bright idea.

Let's see how he likes

Actually, I think he likes it.

Oh, we're running out
of weapons.

We could nail him
with a couple of water balloons.

The super laser
is our last shot.

Take it, Tiny.

Swing back. I want another shot.

Man, you are
a glutton for punishment

Why can't they take the bus
like everyone else?

[Wildwing] We need to know
why Dragaunus stole that lens.

What would old lizard-lips want

with a jumbo contact lens
anyway, man?

[Wildwing] He could use it
in some kind of a ray device.

Or he could use it for power.

Power, how?

Lenses focus
and concentrate light

and sunlight is a form of power.
Solar energy!

Sorry about this. They've been
bugging us to make the show
more educational.

With a lens that big, he could
generate a lot of solar energy.

And whatever Dragaunus
has in mind,

won't be
environmentally friendly.

[Seige] The lens is installed
on the solar siphon.

[Seige] I'm coming in.

Cut the raptor.
Something inconspicuous.

But with a dash of...
[indistinct]

Ooh, my, my! You certainly
could use a makeover.

Let's see, who's been doing
your scales?

The solar battery will be
charged in a matter of hours.

The raptor will be re-powered.

Then we'll rule the world!

And I get dibs on New Jersey.

You know I'm a bit worried
about Mallory and Grin

being gone in a time like this.

Somebody has to keep an eye
on the space shuttle launch.

The crew's doing
energy experiments.

There's stuff in the payload
Dragaunus would love
to get his claws on.

Yeah, but he's
making trouble here.

[Nosedive] Stay chill,
fellow ducks.

We got a new weapon
in the w*r against evil.

Awesome, huh? I've been
working on this for weeks.

I call it, the zamboni machine.

Hello!
It is the zamboni machine.

They're only designed
to work on ice.

We're in southern California.

Hey, I wanted my own rig, okay?

You know,
something that said, me.

Oh, that is slow, goofy
and completely useless.

Yeah, I'd say that's you.

This is not getting us any
closer to Dragaunus's plan.

If Dragaunus is using
solar power.

Wouldn't it generate
a lot of heat?

Yeah, it might.

We could use Drake-I
to search for hot-spots.

[alarm sounds] Practice is over!
Let's move!

Something must be wrong
with this thing.

According to this reading,
it's 10 below zero outside.

Whoa, whoa, in Anaheim?
That's impossible!

[door shuts]

[all] Whoa!

You know, we don't usually get
snow at this time of the year.

According to the readings,
the cold is centered in...

Palm Springs!

Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Palm Springs?

As in, desert resort?

We'll check it out.
Nosedive, Duke!

Keep an eye out for Dragaunus
and those hot-spots.

[Nosedive] Not to mention,
polar bears.

I knew I should've brought
snow chains.

Hey, if anyone can get around
on ice, we can.

Dragaunus has got to have
something to do with this.

Oh, lookey there!
What a beautiful ice sculpture!

Sculpture nothing,
it's a space ship!

Made entirely of ice.

Boy, it's colder than Puckworld
in here. It must be 50 below.

What is that thing?

"Hurricane",
"Fair with high clouds",

"Scattered showers"...

You know, I think this is
some kind of a weather machine.

Well, let's shut it down
before we catch pneumonia.

[Xenon] Freeze!

[shivering] Hey, no problem.

Commander Xenon, take a memo.

We, the undersigned,
are conquering your planet,

embellishment, embellishment,
yours truly, etc. etc.

You heard emperor Xyloid,
you sniveling earthlings!

Yeah, you know, technically...

I don't know,
we're not earthlings.

Well, it doesn't affect
our agenda.

We're going to freeze your whole
planet, earthians [laughs]

You know, that doesn't strike me

as a ha-ha funny
kind of a thing.

Pathetic creatures,
this will stop you, cold!

[both] Aah!

These quick-frosting creeps
are getting me steamed.

Then our ice-robots
will cool you off,

wretched earth-types.

[ice robots shriek]

Uh-oh, don't look now

but we're being attacked
by a bunch of snow-cones.

Run!

Memo to earthlings:

further interference will resort
in immediate termination.

You heard emperor Xyloid!

We're conquering this planet.

Then get in line. There's a guy
ahead of you named Dragaunus

and he makes the two of you
look like the Bobbsey Twins.

That doesn't scare us.

We have ice water in our bay.
[laughter]

[grunts]

You warm-blooded wimps.

It's the deep-freeze for you!

He turned us into popsicles.

That'll never work.
How about your Omnitool?

Uh, the aliens shot it off.

Perfect, Duke we've got trouble.

[Wildwing]
We're being attacked by aliens.

Memo to commander Xenon:

The cold belongs to us now.

What incompetent shut off
the solar siphon?

Why none other
than old man, Winner.

Let's take a look here.

A cold front has resulted in
temperatures 20 below zero.

That's 30 below in the valleys.

Something very strange
is going on here.

The city's frozen salad,
the streets are all jammed.

What else could go wrong?

Memo to earthlings:
We are acquiring your planet.

What!

Resistance is futile,
suggest to surrender, etc. etc.

Oh, yeah?
I got your surrender right here!

[both gasp]
That human. Loose him.

Whoa!

Those must be the aliens
Wildwing told us about.

There's no one
to stop these guys.

This is it!

Whoa!

Yee haw!
The guys launched a shot.

All right, the ducks!

Whoa, we're being attacked
by an ice-maker.

[both exclaim]

You lousy carbon cold.

Yo, frosty, heads up.

He shoots.

He scores!
The crowd loves it!

Whoa!

Pathetic earth-dwellers,

you'll never stop us!

You know I really hate to admit
it, but he may gave a point.

What we need
is a mega melt-down.

Get ready to fire
the main lasers.

We're gonna defrost
these freaks.

Sounds good but I don't know
how this thing works!

Hey, icicle bread, over here.

Now Duke!

[radio starts playing]

Nah, that's not it.

[Nosedive] The blue button!

Which one? I've got ocean blue
here, navy blue, robin's egg...

The dark blue one!

Okay.

Memo to commander Xenon:
Put it in reverse.

Aah!

Hold it right there,
chubby cats!

You're no match for our
cold-blooded might. [laughs]

Ah! No match for your
overacting, that's for sure.

[gasps]

On-guard.

Memo to commander Xenon:
[indistinct]... valor.

Suggest we run, yours truly,
etc. etc.

Not so fast,
you cold-blooded cowards.

[both gasp]

If you do not
bow down before us,

you will be destroyed.

All right, who threw that?

Oh, what the heck! I just
couldn't resist it, you know.

The aliens have
a weather machine!

They're gonna freeze the world.

What? Nobody takes over
my planet.

Teleport to the alien ship
and get that weather machine

at once.

It will make some light
for my solar siphon.

Almost done.

Come on! We have to
shut down that weather machine.

Yeah, millions
of sun-worshipping tourists

are counting on us.

We gotta work on our timing.

In 15 minutes, the solar battery
will be charged

and the ducks
will be pounded into patte.

All thanks to those aliens
and their weather machine.

Yeah, too bad we could not
create it from the raptor

without decloaking.

We'll install it
after the raptor's airborne.

Then this world will be ours

and we won't need
cloaks anymore.

Wretched earthians,
we'll turn our whole planet

into perma-frost.

Oh yeah, how?

Dragaunus just took
your weather machine.

And he's already using it.

Take a memo:
have analyzed situation.

Believe begging for mercy
is our best option.

Oh, please get our
weather machine back.

Please, please, please please!

we can't survive
in warm weather.

Yeah, that thing's a lot more
dangerous in Dragaunus's hands.

Yeah, but how do we find it?

I have a tracking device.

Well he's on the level.

The weather machine's
in the Warehouse district.

Tell them we'll be
eternally indebted.

Do whatever
they ask, etc., etc.

Like leaving this planet
and never coming back?

Under these circumstances,
we have no choice but to accept.

All right, we'll get it for you.

Come on, the migrator's
just over the ridge.

I'm taking the zamboni.

But it's too slow, Nosedive!

I'm not leaving it.

You get way too attached
to that thing.

Whatsay we raise a little hail.
[laughter]

The weather machine is just
a few blocks away.

What the--

Now we sure are having
a lot of weather.

[Wildwing] We'll have to blast
our way through.

[Wildwing] Aw, we're stuck!

It's just another two blocks.

[all grunt]

Let's run before
the monsoon season hits.

I think it just hit.

Look out!

[Tanya] That's the building!

All right, you lounge lizards.
We're gonna rain on your parade
for a change.

I predict a gloomy forecast.

Uh-oh, Tiny is back.

Yeah and this time
it's personal.

Guys, I don't think we're gonna
make the playoffs this year.

[Nosedive shouts]

Anything else you want
squishified?

Hey, check it out.

I was right! They stole
that lens for solar energy.

If Dragaunus has a solar
battery in the raptor,

it could already be charged.

Could we use this thing to
home-in on the solar battery?

Are you kidding?
They're [indistinct] right now.

Everybody complains
about the weather

but we're gonna do
something about it.

Boss, we've got
a little problem here.

[coughs]

Those wretched ducks!

Next time maybe we should
try steam power. [coughs]

[Wildwing]
Here's your weather machine.

Now beat it and don't come back.

Memo to earthlings:
oral contract, not binding.

Commencing with
conquest of your planet.

You simpering fools!
Did you really think
we'd keep our promise?

[evil laughter]

And ha.

Frankly, no.

[both gasp]

We surrender.
Please don't hurt me.

It was all
commander Xenon's idea.

My idea?
You're always giving orders.

I'm just a figurehead.

Hey if you guys can't stand
the heat, get off the planet.

And don't even think about
conquering any other worlds.

Hey, I saved a few souvenirs

from that wacked-out
weather, check out.

I just couldn't resist it,
you know.

[Duke] Hey guys,
how'd the launch go?

Ha, what launch?
They cancelled it.

It rained the whole time
we were there.

Snoozapalooza, gooly-girl!
Wait till you hear
what we went through.

Well, it couldn't have been
worse than all that rain.

We got drenched

while you enjoyed
this perfect weather.

I'll get you perfect weather
right here, god girl.

Okay, maybe you did
have it worse.