Zuma! Goal! [cheering] [blows whistle] I'm gonna try
Rubble's rocket kick. Hup! Hup! Hup! Whoa! Oh no! Bring it on, I'm ready! [sniffing] Is that liver sausage pizza? [snickering]
Come and get it. Oh no! -Sorry, everyone.
-That's okay Rocky. The paw patrol never
gives up, to the goal! Let's roll. [cheering and howling] [chuckling] Let's see if
the Paw Patrol will gopher this. [laughing] [grunting] Tie game! Yes! Huh? Where did they come from? [barking] [barking] I got it, I-- Whoa! [dinging] Goal! I think I know who
brought those gophers. But first, we have to make
sure you pups are okay. -Marshall!
-I'm on it. Ryder. Arf arf! X-ray screen! Looks like swollen paws. They're going to need
to rest for a minute. Hmm, we're down to
Rocky, Chase, and Zuma. Time to bring in the subs. -Yay! We're in!
-Come on Chickaletta! [squawking] [squawking] How do you like
that kibble kitty? [meowing] -What?
-Illegal contact! [blows whistle]
Foggy Bottom's ball. [meowing] -We're feeling better.
-Let us play. Okay, you two, back in the game. [barking] [meowing] Goal! Oh, hairballs, tied again. You know what to do. [panting and barking] [meowing] [popping] Oh, no! What happened? Now that's not how to inflate
a ball, you silly kitten. Luckily, I have another one. [evil chuckling] - Huh?
- Huh? Left, right, zigzag. Gotcha! Hey! Ouch, my paw, again! [meowing] Yikes! This remote shocked me! Uh-oh. [meowing] Got another
rocket-kick Marshall? Arf arf arf arf arf! [cheering] [howling] You did it, Ryder! You saved
Adventure Bay's honor! My good pups did it. Whenever you're in trouble,
just yelp for help. [cheering] [gasps] Elephant tree! [howling] According to the map,
we go around the elephant tree. Come on! Wow, an elephant
with two trunks. Haha! Your drone found
the mayor Chase, crossing a log over a river. There he is! Come on! [barking] What? Not this time
Paw Patrol. [grunting] Good luck trying to
cross now! [laughing] -Chase, use your zip line.
-Got it. Ruff, zip line! Yahoo! Okay Chase. [laughing] Great job Chase. Ryder, which way now? The map says turn
left at the snowman. A snowman? He must have hidden
his loot in the winter. Or maybe he meant
turn at Snowman Rock! [howling] Good eye Rubble! Hmm, it needs something. [gasps] I know! Now it looks like a snowman. [laughing] Whoa whoa whoa! Pups, we've gotta
help the mayor. But my net won't go that far. We need a pup who
can get here fast. A mountain pup! Everest, Ryder here. I need you and
your grappling hook at the old canyon
rope bridge fast! Mayor humdinger
is stuck on the bridge. On my way, Ryder. Off the trail,
Everest won't fail! Everest! ♪ Go go go go go
Go go go go go go! ♪ ♪ Paw Patrol, Paw Patrol! ♪ Help! -I'm here Ryder!
-Everett! Shoot your grappling hook
over the tree branch and land it near the mayor. You bet!
Arf arf, grappling hook! Whoa! Perfect Everest! Now grab onto
the line and swing to the edge -of the canyon.
-But what if I fall? It's okay, you won't. Whoa! -Chase, net!
-Ruff, net! Whoa! -Yes!
-We did it! -[grunting].
-Good work pups. Thanks, Ryder.
I appreciate the rescue. Don't worry, mayor,
if you're ever in trouble, just yelp for help. Well, see you later.
I'm off to find the loot. [laughing] But we just saved him. We better find
a way across too. Don't worry pups, I know this canyon like
the back of my paw. [howling] I never knew about
this shortcut. -What's next Ryder?
-Let's check the map. All that's left is the big X. We should be coming up
to it right about... now. The X! The cave should
be here someplace. There it is! Good work pups! Ruff, light! I sure hope we beat
Mayor Humdinger. Okay pups,
let's see what's inside. There's another X. Rubble, see what's under there. Arf, shovel! Found something Ryder! -Cool!
-Whoa! Wait, there's something else
down here too. What is it Rubble? Wild Wilbur's loot! [grunting] -Hey, we found that!
-And I found it sitting here. Finders keepers,
losers weepers. [grunting] And it's all mine!
Oh, what? Long johns?
This isn't valuable loot. I don't know, Mayor. I bet in the old days,
in the freezing cold, long underwear was the best
thing you could have. [laughing] Ugh, Mayor Goodway
can have her outlaws loot. I don't want it. Whoa! Real old time outlaw loot? [howling] Chase, launch your drone. Ruff, drone!
Go find the Paw Patroller! [evil laughter] [meowing] What? Hairballs.
They found us. We gotta ditch that drone. Step on it! Whoa whoa whoa! Easy! [meowing] [meowing] Whoa whoa!
You're making it worse! Help! [screaming] Wait, who's driving? [meowing] It's weaving all over the road. And there's Humdinger.
Pull over Chase! Skye, you and Robo-dog
catch up to the Paw Patroller. -Let's go Robo-dog! Yeehaw!
-Arf arf arf! Hop on Chase. It's nice to have someone
else doing the driving. Ryder's after us, step on it! Whoa! Look out! [barking] Awesome driving Ryder! Drat, I can't move! Stop, stop stepping on it! Whoa! [groaning] [phone ringing] -Mayor Humdinger?
-Ryder, help! We can't slow down. We're on it Mayor, this has
just gotten way more serious. Use your spy suction
boots to climb on board. Ruff, wall climbers! Hold it steady, Ryder. -Amazing move Chase!
-Humph, about time Ryder. Skye, get Robo-dog
into position. On it! All aboard! All right kittens,
license and reg-- [sneezing] This is as close as--ah choo!
As my nose lets me get. Come on kitties,
make room for Robo-dog. [meowing] Yoo hoo, kittens? [meowing] Watch the yarn. [meowing] Now go get it. Arf arf! You got it, pups! Yes well, it appears as though
the pups have saved the day. [barking] Oh, no! Ryder!
The gas pedal is stuck. I'm on it Chase! Engage autopilot and...
[grunting] made it! Ahem, you're just
going to leave me tied up in a chair like this? Sounds like a good plan to me. I see what the problem is.
A good yank should fix it. -Chase!
-Right Ryder. Ruff! Zip line! -You did it, Chase!
-Thanks Ryder. Robo-dog, hit the brakes! [screeching] Phew! Ow! Oh get off of me! [laughing] Next time you need a new TV,
just go to the store. Yes, well, I suppose
I must thank you and the pups for rescuing me. If you really want to thank us, you should clean up the mess
you made of the Paw Patroller. But if you're ever
in trouble again, just yelp for help. Right pups? Pups? -Humdinger had a good idea.
-Can we watch it here? Of course you can.
You've all been such good pups. [barking] [sneezing] Sorry. There's a kitten for every--
[sneezing] Thanks for catching me
Mayor humdinger. You're welcome Chase. Ruff ruff, winch! -Okay Chase.
-Ruff! Winch, retract! Okay Rocky, do your stuff. You got it, Ryder. Ruff ruff! Ratchet. Ryder, I think this plant
is going to burst its seeds any minute now. Uh oh, one gust of
wind and Adventure Bay will be covered
in stinky flowers. [gasps] We need to get this
flower far away from here. But how? With the newest
Paw Patrol tool! We're going to float
this stinky flower right back to Foggy Bottom. Everyone follow me! [siren wailing] Life jacket, deploy! -Rocky, I need you with me.
-Uh, on the water? You won't have to get wet, just push that
new button on your dash. Okay. Whoa! You made a tugboat for me? Yep, do you like it? Like it?
It's awesome! Do you how much junk
I can fit in here? One more thing, life jacket, deploy! Oh now could we get rid of this? But I don't want to get
my new boat all smelly. I know, let's attach a buoy
to your tugboat winch. That way, the plank
can float behind you and the stink
won't touch your boat. Great idea! I've got a buoy! Okay Mayor, let's do this! -Ooh!
-Rocky, take it away. Oh Ryder, my hero! Thank you so much. Whenever you're in trouble,
just pee-eww for help! Now it's time to take this
flower back where it belongs. Time to make
a special delivery. On it!
Arf, winch detach! Pee ew! Special delivery for
Mayor Humdinger. [laughing] Come along, kitties. After delivering the Stinkiest
flower ever to Adventure Bay, we deserve some rest
and relaxation. Ah, the sweet smell of success. Ugh, what? Oh, no!
Those seeds will just grow more stinky plants! Grab them! [meowing] Oh! What? [groaning] All the pups need baths Katie. Happy to help.
Hey, where's Rocky? Over here. Rocky, you're in a bath. I was so stinky,
even I couldn't stand me. [laughing] [barking] What good pups. [laughing] [tweeting] -Songbirds.
-What's Mayor Humdinger up to? [phone ringing] Ryder,
we've run out of blankets, but we still have more nests. That's not good. Chickaletta is trying to help, but I'm not sure
it's going to work. Now sit, sit, please. Be careful Mayor Goodway. Don't worry, whoa! Hey, who turned out the lights? A puppy in a pack! Oh how cute.
But not as cute as you. [squawking] Using Chickaletta
is a good idea. Maybe you can borrow
more chickens. Thanks, Ryder. We're on it. [snoring] Uh oh, he's still asleep.
Skye, careful. Don't wake him up. If he's startled,
the eggs might fall. Whoa! [gasps] [chuckling] Nice catch Ellie. [laughing] The songbirds have disappeared. May we borrow some chickens
to sit on the eggs? Just until Ryder brings back
their symphony songbird mommies. Sure thing pups. These chickens will
sit still for hours. Farmer Al trained them himself.
He's an expert. [laughing] Okay Chase, you zip line
to the cave entrance, then use your suction boots
to sneak in on the ceiling. Got it, but what about
Mayor Humdinger's kittens? I might sneeze
and blow my cover. Not if you wear this. You think of everything Ryder! Ruff, zip line! Ruff, suction boots! More songs of spring!
More more more, ha ha! And only for me! [chuckling] [meowing] Uh oh. -Last chicken Marshall.
-Thanks, Mayor. Up you go! [snoring] Looks like
there's one last nest. But no more chickens. How ever will we keep
these poor eggs cozy? Guys, sometimes a pup's gotta do
what a pup's gotta do. -Oh Marshall, you're so brave!
-And caring. And ticklish! [laughing] [tweeting] Awww! Welcome to the world,
little guys. [gasps] [meowing] Kittens, what is it? Has a songbird gotten loose? I'd better check outside. [whistling] Birdie, come here
flyaway bird! [laughing] [meowing] Ryder, my cover's been blown!
I'm getting yarned! Copy Chase. But Mayor Humdinger
is blocking the entrance. I know, can you get me
the remote to the kitty carrier? I can try. Ouch!
That's gonna leave some lint! Too much yarn,
too many kittens! [sneezing] [sneezing]
Whoa! [groaning] What?!? [meowing] Kittens, come back here! Great job Chase, looks like Mayor Humdinger and the kittens
will be busy for a while. [birds tweeting] Fly home little songbirds! [tweeting] Hmm, they might need some
help finding their way. Good thing I know
just the pup to call! Tweedly tweet!
Come on, little birdies. [tweeting] There they are! [cheering] [barking] [tweeting] [tweeting] Hear that? That's their way of saying
thank you, Paw Patrol. Glad to help mayor. Whenever you have a problem,
just tweet for help. [tweeting] [laughing] ♪ Two little puppy dogs
Jumping as a double ♪ ♪ One named Skye,
The other named Rubble ♪ Can I try, can I? ♪ It's fun with one
Two's fun too ♪ ♪ Now let's see
What three can do ♪ [laughing] -Sorry, I couldn't stop myself.
-You're doing great, buddy. Woo hoo! -You were doing great.
-Oops. [laughing] Silly pups. [phone ringing] -Ryder here.
-Ryder, this is an epic tragedy of unprecedented
proportions. What's wrong, Mayor Goodway? Adventure Bay will never
win most spotless town now. Everything is so
totally not spotless. Don't worry, no mess is too big.
no pup is too small. Hurry, the spotless town judge
will be here at any moment. We're on it! See anything yet Chase? Just Mayor Humdinger
playing with some kittens. Some really naughty kittens. They just shot mud
onto my spy goggles. Ryder, I think Mayor Humdinger
has been messing up the town. And now he's headed
for the water tower. Hmm, Marshall, I need you
to use your ladder. -I'm fired up!
-We'll meet you there. Ruff ruff, zip line! Ruff! Just as I suspected, they're
hatching a diabolical plan. We prefer our sinister scheme! Ruff ruff! Whoa! -Whoa!
-Chase? Nice catch! [evil laugh] Tabby, open the faucet! [siren wailing] Humdinger's gonna use
the water tower to make the town
of soaking wet mess! Rocky, can you stop it? Just as soon as you
help me up there, Marshall. Arf arf, going up! Step away from
the spigot, kitten! [meowing] Uh oh. Ugh, turn it off, turn it off! Now that's a mess. [laughing] Whoa, ah, help! Uh oh, Chase,
Mayor Humdinger needs us. Gotcha. Ruff, zip line! Help! Mayor Humdinger, grab onto
that zip line and slide down. But what if I fall? You won't, we'll catch you. Oh, I'm too scared to look! Mayor Humdinger,
you can open your eyes now. Yes, well, of course, I knew
I could zip down safely. No problem. [laughing] Marshall! Well, the Paw Patrol saved me. I suppose a thank you
is in order. You and your kittens
really made a mess. We just wanted to win
the spotless town trophy. -We're sorry.
-If you're really sorry, you won't mind
helping out a little. [groaning] P-p-p-p-paw Patrol,
P-p-p-p-paw Patrol! Oh, thank you judge. Of course, I couldn't have done
it without your help, Ryder. And I couldn't have done it
without these good pups. Whenever you're in trouble,
just yelp for help. [cheering] It's all dusty in here. [sneezes] [laughing] I'll have those friendship
cards scooped up as fast as a flea flip. Almost there. [gasps] He's got the card! Oh, no. Now what? Maybe we could knock
on the door and ask for them back. [door creaking] I wonder who lives here. As long as it is a who
and not a what, or a sneaky skunky
grabby gotcha thing. -[gasps]
-I'm sure it isn't though. [door knocking] Heh heh. [gasps] Oh hello hello hello! I'm Miss Marjorie. This must be my lucky day. First, I get a whole bag
of friendship cards, and now I have visitors! This is your house? You're not scary at all. What about the creepy critter
that lives here? Creepy critter? You mean Maynard? He's just a grouchy old raccoon! -Whoa!
Maynard, stop it! Just a big growler. Maynard wouldn't hurt
a fly or a pup! [giggling] Um, about those cards. Oh I know,
they're not all for me. But it was nice
to pretend I was so popular. Maynard, bring those back! We gotta stop him! Arf arf! Mayor Humdinger. Perhaps you'd care
to explain what you've been doing to
those poor bunnies? Bunnies?
I don't see any bunnies. I was just, uh-- Oh, I was just making you the
world's biggest balloon bouquet. It's my ultimate friendship day
gift to you and Adventure Bay. [chuckling] A balloon bouquet? Of course. And I notice you don't
have a gift in return. That means I win
the friendship contest. [siren wailing] -Not so fast.
-Why... why that is the most beautiful
thing I have ever seen. [meowing] Oh, shoo! Get away from that
gorgeous cake. No kitten fur on my frosting. -Wow, great job Rocky.
-Thanks, Ryder. Oh it's marvelous, what do you
say now Mayor humdinger? I don't care how devastatingly
handsome your cake is. I'll show you how incredible
a Foggy Bottom gift can be. There, what
do you think of that? What? Help! My arm is
tangled in the strings! What? [screaming] Chickaletta!
Don't try to rescue me! [sighing] Wow, what a day. Phew, what a day. Oh, what a day.
What are you looking at? You tried to save me. That's the nicest thing you or
anyone has ever done for me. That's what friends
do for each other. You mean you and I are friends? Of course we are. Though if you were a bit nicer, nice things might happen
to you more often. Maybe I'll try that, friend. Skye, that's a lot of balloons. See if you can blow
them back towards us. Will do Ryder! We need to bring the
mayors back down to earth. Chase, use your
tennis ball cannon to pop some of
those balloons. Yes sir Ryder sir! Ruff ruff! Ruff! [screaming] Whoops, sorry Ryder. That may have been
one pop too many. Let's follow them. Yoo hoo, Maynard! [squeaking] [screaming] [squeaking] [giggling] [groaning] Drat it all! [gasps] The cards! Arf arf, ladder! Help, somebody! Whoa! Whoa! What a day! Yay Marshall! [chuckling] [groaning] [laughing] Now that is friendship. No flowers for you, Garbie. I'm afraid he's going to
chew through that rope. How do we keep him away
from those tulips? Hmm, hey, I know. Maybe Officer Baird can put
Garbie to sleep the way he used
to put me to sleep. [playing lullaby] Just to be sure
that Garbie hears it. Ruff, megaphone! [playing lullaby] Yeah, it works pretty good. [snoring] [meowing] [meowing] [baaing] [giggling] Excellent work. The messier we make her garden,
the easier I win. First prize will be mine. [evil laughter] Whoa! Huh? Officer Bear put us
to sleep too. Sorry, Rocky. First Garbie disappears and then
someone sends us a topiary? This is all very suspicious. Hey, how did Garbie get
back in the garden? That's one part of
the mystery solved. [baaing] Garbie, flowers aren't a snack. I'm smelling a rat. [sniffing] I'm smelling something too. It's ah, ah, ah choo! Kitten allergies? Yes. [giggling] And there's a kitten now! I should have known
Mayor Humdinger would have planted his
catastrophe crew in my garden. Time for us to weed them out! [howling] [meowing] [barking] Looks like we need some help. Skye, now fast can you and
Mr. Squeakums get to City Hall? Ruff, infrared goggles! Ha, I've got you! Huh? Ah! [sneezing] Kitten hairballs? Eww! [sneezing] Ryder, I brought Mr. Squeakums. Thanks Skye, this oughta
distract a few naughty kittens. The kitten have got me
by the nose! [sneezing] [sneezing] -Skye, follow those kittens!
-Arf, wings! What? Mr. Squeakums! How can you fall
for the old wind up mouse trick? Get back to that garden
and get some real mischief done, now! Ryder, the kittens
are on their way back, but not Mr. Squeakums. Don't worry Skye,
we'll be ready. And we'll help
Mr. Squeakums too. You're the best Ryder! Now! Ruff, flashlight! [gasps] [howling] [howling] [meowing] Wait, come back! [baaing] Look, first place,
oh thank you Ryder. You're welcome,
whenever you have a problem, just yelp for help. [phone ringing] Help! Ryder get rid of this
tulip munching goat before. I don't have
a single flower left! No! Ah, too late. The big cheater deserved it!
Right pups? Pups? [snoring] [lullaby playing] Hmm, Ryder, look at this hole. It looks like it was
made on purpose. Chase,
can you sniff out who did this? [sniffing, sneezing] It's hard to be sure. My allergies are--[sneezing]
just going crazy. Gesundheit. The only thing that makes you
sneeze like that is kittens. Hmm, suspicious. We'll make sure whoever did this
doesn't ruin tomorrow's race. Good luck, fellow mayors. I have a funny feeling that this
is the year that I finally win. You said that last year,
and the year before. And the year before. [laughing] Let the race begin! [squawking] [cheering] [grunting] Who needs to row
when they have this? [snickering] [meowing] Hello, my fellow mayors,
and goodbye my fellow mayors. -Huh?
-The winner is... me! [laughing] [sneezing] [gasps] Over there! Looks like your
allergies were right. It's the catastrophe crew. Skye, Humdinger and
the kittens are cheating. -We need your eyes in the sky.
-On it! Chase, make sure they don't
disrupt the race. Chase is--[sneezing]
On the case! Oh, if I just keep this up,
I'll win run at least. [giggling] [sneezing] Huh? The catastrophe crew,
with a barrel of corn oil? Ruff ruff, net! [sneezing] [giggling] [meowing] You won't be
pouring slippery oil on the course today! Remember to take
long strides, Mayor Goodway. Yes, strides, yes. Running is not my style,
but this is... [evil laugh] [evil laugh] I have him in my sights, Ryder, he's riding the kiddie-mobile,
and taking a shortcut! Good work, Skye! Ha ha, looks like I'm
the fastest mayor of them all! Whoa! [yelling] [screaming] Oh no, Ryder, Mayor
Humdinger needs our help! We're on our way.
Chase, come on! Ugh, now I'll never win! Hold tight Mayor Humdinger,
the Paw Patrol is here! Chase, I need your winch line. Ruff, winch! Grab on and
we'll bring you up safely. Get me off this cliff! Ruff, winch line retract! But what if I fall? That was a close call. Yes, well,
I suppose I must thank you and the Pups for rescuing me. Don't mention it, just remember,
cheaters never win. Now, come on, Pups. Let's go see Mayor Goodway
cross the finish line. [siren wailing] [cheering] [cheering] Darn it all! I did it!
I finished the mayor's race. And with Mayor
Humdinger disqualified, you won the mayor's race! Did you hear that, Chickaletta? Don't you want to
congratulate your mommy? [clucking]
[squawking] Yes, well-- Oh thanks, Ryder,
and thanks Paw Patrol for all your help. What good pups you are. Here comes the Rocky
spin and shoot. Yahoo! Yes! Oh my! How about you, Marshall? Okay, here comes the uh,
famous Dalmatian dunk. Whoa, whoa! [groaning] Careful, you blundering beagle. Sorry Mayor Humdinger.
Oh, and I'm a Dalmatian. Sorry, we were just practicing
basketball, are you all right? Just a little bump
on my foggy bottom. Foggy bottom? Oh, because you're from
Foggy Bottom, nice one. Yes, well, if your pups
need lessons, my undefeated Foggy Bottom
basketball team would -be happy to help.
-Ha! If your basketball team
played our basketball team, they wouldn't be
undefeated for long. Ha, really? The Foggy Bottom Boomers are
always game for a little game. Bring on your boomers, mayor. We'll see which town
has the top team. Done! -Uh oh.
-Now, if you'll excuse me, my Boomers need to prepare
for this laughable long shot. [laughing] But Mayor Goodway, aren't
you forgetting something? What could I be forgetting? That Adventure Bay doesn't
have a basketball team. We don't? Well, that's just a disaster. We can't beat Foggy Bottom if we don't even have
a basketball team. What are we going to do?
What are we going to do? Thanks for coming
so quickly pups, we have-- We have a major
hoopla on our hands, a basketball hoopla. Mayor Goodway needs a team
to play basketball tomorrow against Foggy Bottom's team. Yes, Mayor humdinger thinks
his team can't be beat. We'll do our best, mayor. Okay players,
let's see super sportsmanship for this sporting spectacle.
[blows whistle] Whoa! Drat it all! [cheering] All right! [cheering] [laughing] Mine! Shoot! [grunting and barking] [chuckling]
You know what to do. [barking] [whistle blowing] Foul on the Foggy Bottoms
for forcing that flippity flop! [whimpering] Oh, no! Marshall, Zuma and Rocky need
emergency medical attention. Here I come, Ryder! [barking] X-ray screen! No breaks. It's just sprained. Thanks, Marshall. [barking] Bandage! Oh, that feels better, Marshall.
Thanks! No problem, Rocky. Now, let's put some ice
on your tail, Zuma to keep the swelling down. Thanks, I guess. Marshall, you want to play? What? Me? We need you, otherwise,
we don't have enough players. Uh, Ryder, you know, I'm kind of clumsy
with the ball, But we want you
to play Marshall. Yeah, it doesn't matter
how good you are, you're a part of the team. No game is too big,
no pup is too small. Marshall! Marshall! Marshall! Marshall! Okay, I'll try. [all cheering] [laughing] Go boomers! Marshall! Ugh, whoa! Whoa, whoa whoa whoa! [buzzer sounding] [whistles] Look, I made a basket,
with myself. [cheering] Great move, Marshall!
-You won the game! [cheering] Ugh, lost to a pack of pups! What a team! If you ever need some
all stars, just yelp for help! [giggling] I got this,
I'm a snowboarder now! Wee! -Uh oh!
-Look out bunnies, run! Whoa! Phew, at least he missed
the wittle bitty bunnies. Whoa! We've got to stop him! Pups, form
a snowboard barricade! Whoa! Tracker, are you okay? Ugh, I'm fine. When do I stop rolling? Whoa! Tracker buddy.
Did you hurt your paw? I don't know.
It's too cold to tell. It doesn't look broken. But you better go easy
on it for a while. Aww, poor Tracker? Looks like we're in
for some serious snowage, we'd better get back to town. 'Cause we gotta set up for our
Winter Wonder show tonight. -Can you walk Tracker?
-Ugh, I don't think so. My paw's too sore. It's okay.
I'll give you a ride. Those are some
fine flaky flurries. Agreed, captain. I do believe we're in for the
best Winter Wonder show yet. My penguins are probably plenty
perky now and primed to perform. -Ah!
-What's wrong? [gasps] Peggy, Pete, Poindexter,
where'd you go? [phone ringing] Paw Patrol, I need your help. We'll try Mayor Humdinger. but we're sort of
in the middle of an emergency. My emergency is more important! Penguins have run off
with my kitties! Penguins?
Skating penguins? Are there any other kind? The last time I saw
those slippery kitty-nappers, they were headed toward
Foggy Bottom forest. Don't worry Mayor Humdinger, we'll find them and
meet you back at the show. [sniffing] Ah choo!
My allergies say the kittens
have definitely gone this way! We must be close. But instead of looking for them, why don't we get the penguins
to look for us? Rubble, do you still have
that squid jerky? Mostly, heh heh. This will have to do. Do what? We're going to go fishing
for skating penguins. The scent of that squid should
attract the penguins, and... [meowing] Fish loving kitties! [meowing] [meowing and squawking] It's working! Great, now Zuma, I need your
buoy to carry the kittens, and the penguins
can ride with Tracker. Arf arf, buoy! [meowing] Great, let's head home! But which way is home? Hmm, all this snow
is interfering with my GPS. [squawking] Shh, por favor amigos, quiet!
I hear something. -Tuba music?
-Jake plays the tuba. Which way is the music
coming from Tracker. This way! Wait Tracker.
What about your sore paw? No pasa nada.
Ruff, cables! Follow me. Woo hoo, this is fun! [laughing] [laughing] I hope that didn't
make you too cold. It's okay, the cold is cool,
and I love snow! And if you thought
skating penguins were dazzling, just wait until you hear our
special brand of pup rock! Hit it Paw Patrol! We wrote a special song for
the Winter Wonder Show folks! But we never came up
with the last line, remember? We're the Paw Patrol,
we got this! I guess so, and a one and a two
and a one two three! ♪ Oh the air outside is nippy ♪ ♪ And the ice is super slippy ♪ ♪ It makes stumble
And fall and slide ♪ ♪ But we pups
Don't want to stay inside! ♪ ♪ We pups
Don't want to stay inside! ♪ ♪ We pups
Don't want to stay inside! ♪ ♪ Nah nah nah nah nah nah! ♪ ♪ Nah nah nah nah nah nah! ♪ ♪ You might think
We're being silly ♪ ♪ As we shiver in the chilly ♪ ♪ Though we can feel
The cold wind blow ♪ ♪ We're so happy
'Cause we love the snow! ♪ [cheering] Ruff, megaphone! Everest,
start plowing that trail. [giggling] I'm on it! [barking] Rubble, follow Everest with
your shovel to build the moguls and jumps. Rubble, build
the moguls and jumps! [laughing] Thanks, Chase. [barking] Chase, use your cones
to mark the course. Chase, use your cones to--
[laughing] I'm on it! Jake and I will lead
the way so you pups know where to plow
and put the cones. Yahoo! [siren wailing] Yahoo! [howling] Rubble on the double! Ruff! Whoa whoa, stop! Steep cliff on the other side
of those trees. The course needs
to stay back from the cliff. Okay Chase,
you know what to do. I'm on it! [snickering] Great job, pups. Now, we can start the totally awesome
snowboard competition. [barking] We're gonna shred it! [pups barking and howling] You're all
such great snowboarders! We're just racing to have fun,
Alex. Don't worry, I'll ride with you. Really? Thanks, Chase. Go, pups, go! Go, Team Catastrophe! You'd better win. - Uh-oh!
- Uh-oh! Ready, set, and... [horn blowing] [helicopter whirring] [pups cheering] And they're flying
down the slope! Everest and Rubble in the lead! Whoo-hoo, all right! Argh! Go, pups, you can do it! Yeah! [watch beeping] [meowing] You know what to do,
Catastrophe Crew. Jump! -Woo hoo!
-Paw-some! [meowing] Yeah woo hoo! [laughing] [meowing] Oh no, Ryder!
The kitties went off the course, they're heading to
the cliff edge! On it Skye! [meowing] Rubble, Everest, Chase! Ryder! The kittens slid past the
safety cones towards the cliff. They need help. -I'm on the way.
-We're on it! Arf, snowboard! [barking] [barking] Grappling hook! Lower me down. When I give the word,
pull us up. - Got it!
- Ugh! A little more. There! [both meowing] Okay, Everest, pull us up! Let's jet! [barking] Hooray, all right! [howling] You kittens are lucky Everest
and the rest of the Paw Patrol were around for this race. [all laughing] [howling] [growling] Whoo-hoo! Yay! [cheering] Where have you slowpokes been? I finished a long time ago. [laughing] Hey kittens,
If you ever need our help again, just yelp or meow for help. [groaning] Yes well, thank you, I suppose. Let's go kitties, back to the slopes
for more lessons. Who wants to go for another run? [cheering] [howling] Woo hoo! [cheering] -Yeah!
-Wee! Yeah, woo hoo! [howling] Ruff, blower! [squawking] Oops, sorry. Let's turn that down a little.
We only want to move the ants. Try it now, Rocky. Okay, time to ride the wind! Okay Rocky, that should do it. You blew all our troubles away,
Paw Patrol. And saved all my fruit to boot. Why, it's just
like a supermarket. O my food bowl?
Yummy yummy. [laughing] [howling] I think that's
enough lemons now. One way to find out. Yuck! Way too sour. Maybe we just need
to sweeten it up, with sugar! On it! See, the secret is to
put just a little bit of-- whoa, whoa! [gasps] Uh oh. [humming] I think that's everything.
Oh, where's the jambrero? I forgot to take it off,
but I do look good in it. Jammin', galloping goodies!
The desserts are deserting! [squeaking] Huh? Time to call the Paw patrol. [phone ringing] Hi Mr. Porter,
almost ready for the jamboree? I need help, or soon
there won't be one, look! Oh no, we didn't just
blow the ants away, we blew them downtown. Please hurry Ryder. We're on our way.
Let's roll. We need to gather these ants up
and put them someplace safe. But how? [phone ringing] Good news Ryder,
the jam is done, uh, but we have
a little problem. There was a mistake
with the recipe, it turned out -super sweet.
-Super duper sweet! I kind of like it. Hey, the ants like sweet things. I'll bet they'll follow it
from Mr Porter's. We're on our way! Okay, Zuma, I need your buoy. Let's dive in!
Buoy! Okay Skye, lower away! You got it, Ryder! Rocky,
give me a hole right here. You got it! Ruff, drill! Yes, the ants love this stuff. Okay Zuma,
give them a trail to follow. I've got them Ryder,
but where should I take them? Meet us at the lookout, Zuma! Come on Rocky, we need to build
something, and fast. Just like fishies
in a fish bowl. Awesome idea, Ryder. These ants look totally happy
in their ant farm. Yep, this kind of farm is way better for them
than Farmer Yumi's. -That's the last of them!
-And the last of the jam! Well, I know where
there's lots of jam. The Jamboree Jam fest. We have the best in the fest! The Jambrero goes to... Mayor Goodway
and her Jungle Jam! Oh thank you, thank you! And of course we should thank
Ryder for saving the day again. Whenever there's a problem,
just yelp for help. But I couldn't have done it
without all my pups. Exactly, that's why I have
a special surprise. Jambreros for all our heroes!
[laughing] I guess we're pretty good
jam makers after all. You're more than that,
you're good pups too. Yay! You can ask
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