- Once upon a time,
back before I knew how to tie my shoes, the sun came up.
Now, I know an everyday sunrise
may not seem like such a big deal to some folks.
But, imagine for a moment,
if instead of rising up like this,
one morning where you lived,
she took a look around and decided to go back to sleep.
It happened once to us.
Let me tell you all about it.
♫ Cock-a-doo
♫ Hoo hoo hoo hoo
♫ Whoa
♫ Ohdeohdelayhee hee
♫ Cock-a-doo, what a day
♫ The sun is shining brightly
♫ Cock-a-doo, sunny day
♫ Down here on the farm
♫ Cock-a-doo, stay away
♫ You big ol' wet ol' rain cloud
♫ Or I'll cry out loud
♫ With this voice of mine
- This was our rooster, Chanticleer.
And though it was true that he like to horse around some,
fact was, that boy could sing.
♫ Sun do shine
♫ Sun do shine, sun do shine, sun do shine
♫ Well, my daddy taught me how to sing,
♫ And that's why this voice means everything
♫ Sun do shine
- We all had our jobs on the farm,
and Chanticleer's was to wake up the sun.
And when he crowed, up she came.
♫ Let it shine, let it shine
♫ Let it shine
- Hey, look, here's me tying my shoes.
- Hi, Patou, what you doin'?
- I'm trying to tie these doggone shoes.
- Again?
Well, hi ladies.
- Oh, he's so handsome.
- Sings like a dream.
- He's a dream.
- And he's single, too.
- He maybe wasn't the smartest bird that ever lived,
but when he crowed, there was plenty of peace and harmony.
- Hey!
- Well, plenty of harmony, anyway.
And lots of sunshine.
♫ Well, my daddy taught me how to sing
♫ And that's why this voice means everything
♫ Sun do shine, you better shine, better shine
♫ Well, the sun do shine, you better shine
♫ You better shine
♫ You better shine, sun, you better shine
♫ Digidigidigidowdow
- There was no doubt about it.
Old Chanticleer kept us animals up and shining.
- Good day, Mr. Chanticleer.
- But all that was about to change.
One morning, before Chanticleer was even awake.
- Hey, Chanticleer.
- A stranger snuck onto our farm
to stop Chanticleer from crowing.
Of course, Chanticleer wouldn't give up without a fight.
But what he didn't know
was that this stranger had been sent
by the Grand Duke of Owls.
Nasty fella.
The good news here was that Chanticleer had won the fight.
The bad news was, the Grand Duke's bully
had done his dirty deed, for in all the commotion
Chanticleer had plum forgot to crow.
And the sun was comin' up without him.
When Chanticleer saw this, it broke his heart.
He reckoned maybe his crow never did raise the sun.
- Look, it's comin' up without him.
- You're a phony.
- He's a fake!
- Hey, everybody, cock-a-doodle-doo!
- The Grand Duke's evil plan had worked.
He had turned us against our very best friend.
And without a reason to crow, poor Chanticleer
left the farm to look for work in the city.
Then came the rain, and our troubles with the Duke.
- Who's that, Mom?
- That's the Grand Duke.
He's the one who's causing all the trouble.
He sent that mean old rooster
to Chanticleer's farm to pick a fight.
- Hm, how come?
- Because he didn't like Chanticleer doing all that crowing
and bringing up the sun.
- How come?
- Well, like most owls, he likes the darkness and the rain.
- I'm not afraid of the dark.
- Oh, it's you.
You scared me!
- Dory, we got big problems.
Have you looked out there?
If that rain doesn't stop,
we're all gonna go floatin' down the river.
- This is my favorite part of the story.
His name is Edmond, of course
he didn't look quite like this when I first met him.
Anyhow, we weren't the only folks having our troubles.
Poor Edmond's family was having their share too.
- The river's widened too fast,
we gotta reinforce the sandbags.
- Oh, you think that'll work?
- We'll make it work.
I'll get the boys.
- Me too!
- You stop right there.
- Aw Mom, I'm one of the boys.
- He meant the big boys.
- I'm big enough.
- Not yet you're not, darling.
- The U.S. Weather Bureau is expecting
yet another--
Downpour in the areas worst hit by this week's flooding.
- Dad, Mom, come on,
bring the stuff around to the front.
- Governor Dale declared
a state of national emergency--
- Come on, guys, move it.
I need some help, we've gotta get the animals inside.
- So while Scott and Mark
got to help protect the house against the flood,
poor Edmond was left behind where
he'd be safe and out of trouble.
- It's my house too, I wanna help.
- Well then, pray for the rain to stop, and that'll help.
- Dory, I can't find the flashlight!
- Coming!
Now you stay here where it's safe, pumpkin.
I'm gonna help your father and I'll be right back.
- Come on, dad.
- Great, let's go!
- Hey Dad, they said on the radio
the National Guard might come.
- I am too a big boy.
"And without a reason to crow, Chanticleer left the farm.
"Then came the rain."
- Mom, here!
- How is she, Frank?
- Just start the truck, she'll be okay.
Hey, hey!
- I know what we need here.
We need Chanticleer.
Mom!
- Boys, the levee's breaking!
- Chanticleer!
Chanticleer!
- Edmond had the right idea to call for Chanticleer,
but he never coulda guessed who was gonna answer.
- Chanticleer?
- No, it's not Chanticleer.
- Who...
Who are you?
- You put your finger in the Duke's face, remember?
These are expensive, brat!
But that is not why the Duke is going to eat you.
- Eat me?
- Oh dear, now I've gone and spoiled the surprise.
Oh, always doing that.
But you see, we creatures of the night
have worked very hard to make absolutely sure
that that bird does not return.
You, you, with no regard for the feelings of others,
had the nerve to call him back here by name!
And besides, I positively loathe rock and roll.
- You're not gonna eat me!
- And that's when the Duke hit the ceiling.
If Edmond wanted to bring Chanticleer back to raise the sun,
the Duke was gonna have somethin' to say about it.
- Kittens are more digestible.
- Young Edmond was about to have
the most amazing adventure he'd ever dreamed of.
- Mom, Dad, wake me up!
- This is where I come in.
- You'll pay for this, Patou!
This does not concern you.
- It does if it's about Chant--
- The light, the owls hate the light!
- Whew.
Hey, hey boy.
We were this close.
Oh, that flashlight biz was quick thinking on your part.
What's your name, little fella?
- Edmond.
Is he gone?
- Yeah, he's gone, but he'll be back
and he won't be alone, the coward.
I woulda whopped him if I'da had my shoes tied.
But you know something, tying shoes
is harder than dry dog food.
- Whatcha wearing shoes for?
- Bunions.
I got a load of bunions, and them shoes help my feet.
- Here, let me show you how to tie 'em.
Jeepers, I'm all furry!
- Well, kittens are furry.
- But, but, I'm a little boy.
Did that come outta me?
I'm, I'm a cat, he turned me into a cat!
Help me, do something!
I can't be a cat, I'm a boy!
Patou, what'll I do?
- Alright, steady boy, keep your pants on.
- Yuck!
What am I doing, I'm licking myself.
- Patou!
- I'm in here.
- By my calculations, this can't possibly be the city.
Let's see. 367 southeast...
Or is it 676?
- It's okay Peepers, it's Edmond.
He's a nice kitty.
- I'm a boy!
And I almost ate a mouse.
I must be crazy.
- You bet your sweet whiskers.
- Wow.
- Ain't no city around here.
- Oh, sadness.
- Hey, aren't you gonna tie my shoes?
- I can't, I can't help anybody.
I'm too little.
I'm a scrawny furball runt.
Mom and Dad won't even recognize me!
Mom, Dad, help!
Oh, Chanticleer.
- What?
- If he doesn't come back and crow soon,
it won't shine again and the rain will keep coming down
and the water will get higher and higher
'til, 'til...
We all drown.
- Wowie wow wow wow wow!
Are we close, are we near the city?
Us magpies are just made for the city.
Come on already, hurry up, Peepers!
- We are not looking for the city.
We are looking for Chanticleer.
- Well he's in the city, isn't he?
- Then he is in the city.
- Girls, they think they know everything.
Why don't you run home, be a mousewife, make cheese.
- Snipes, you think you're so superior.
- "Thuperior."
Nice lisp.
- My lisp isolates and elevates me,
and makes me a rare specimen.
- Ah, this is flippin' garbage!
- Pipe down, you two.
- The story's true!
You all laughed at him and he went away.
- You're right, son.
We done wrong, and that's why we're searchin' for the city.
We gotta find Chanti and apologize.
- Then he'll forgive us...
- Come home...
- And raise the sun!
- Well, I know where the city is.
I've been there lots of times as a boy.
- A boy?
- Before that big owl turned me into a cat!
- Owl?
Owl?
- Edmond, would you take us to the city?
- I can't.
Look at me, I'm a cat.
No, a little kitty.
What can I do?
- I can do lots of things, and I'm a lot smaller than you.
And furthermore, I could forgive you for being a cat
if you would take us to the city.
Of course, if you're a fraidy-cat...
- I'm not afraid!
- Or like, a scaredy-cat...
- Me, scared? - Hey, guys...
- Lay off the boy.
- Hey, hey guys...
- Okay, okay!
I'm not afraid of anything.
I'll take you to the city and find Chanticleer.
And bring him home, and save Dad and Mom and the farm.
- Alright, hope you can swim, guys.
- Oh no!
We don't have to swim,
we'll go by boat.
- Oh, this is serious.
- Peepers, you'll need this if those owls return.
- Here!
- Owls?
- I'm sticking with you.
- Well fellas, this is it.
- The city!
The lights, the chicks, the food.
- Bye, good luck with the owls!
- Owls?
- Yep, owls.
While Edmond set our course for the city in the USS Toybox,
the Duke and his owls were back in their lair
stirrin' up some powerful nasty weather.
- So he turns on the Duke, and with what
do you suppose he turns on the Duke?
- What, Master?
- A flashlight!
♫ What a horrible thing to do
♫ ♫ What a horrible thing to do
♫ Thing to doooo
- But then, when my back is turned,
what four-legged flea-bitten louse
comes sneaking through the window
and has the nerve to bite me on the leg?
♫ Who, who, who, who, who?
- Who? - Patou.
Yes!
♫ Patou, Patou
- Destroy the farm, destroy the cat, the dog,
or do you want the chicken back?
♫ No, we hate the sun
♫ The answer's noooo
It'll make my leg feel so much better
if that rooster never crows!
♫ We hate the sun
♫ That much we know
Rain!
♫ We hate the rooster. we'll never let it crow
Never let him crow!
♫ We hate the sun
♫ From head to toe
From head to toe!
♫ We hate the rooster, we'll never let it crow.
♫ Never let it crow
Never let it crow.
Aaahhh!
- Uncle Dukey, Uncle Dukey.
I wish you wouldn't do that.
- Hunch, I told you never to call me that.
- Yes, sir.
No sir, sir.
But guess what I just saw,
Patou the dog floating in a toybox down the river,
and he has this cute little white kitty with him--
- Hunch, my little pygmy nephew.
Come to your uncle.
- Ah!
- Meanwhile, bound for the city,
Edmond steered us through the perils of the flooded river.
- Starboard ho!
- Starboard who?
Left or right?
- Uh-oh.
Giant tree, a hundred feet and closing!
- Jumpin' Jehosaphat!
We need wind power!
- 40 feet!
- Well guys, I-I think I'm slowing you down.
Yeah, I'll see you later, guys.
- 30 feet!
- Ahh!
- Come on, Patou, pull on this.
It worked! - Turn now!
This is the right way, guys!
- Okay guys, you heard the Duke.
Total and complete, oh-ho, annihilation.
Bombs away!
- Aah!
Hey!
- Bombs away, bombs away!
- Edmond, grab ahold!
- Ooh ho ho, gotcha--
Oow!
- Get my camera!
- Huh?
What does he want with a camera?
- Get that camera.
- Ooh, I gotcha, kitty.
- Put me down!
- Say cheese!
- Oooh!
- Ha ha, we got 'em.
- Uh-oh...
- Oh no! - Get the lid.
- Ahah, adequate pipe.
- L-Let me outta here.
I can't breathe!
Help, I need air.
- What's wrong with him?
- He's claustrophobic.
Teeny-weeny tight spaces make him very, very nervous.
- Uh-oh.
Uh-oh!
- Get him away from the lid.
- Help, we're trapped, we're trapped like rats.
We're trapped, we're trapped, we're trapped.
Trapped like rats...
- Come back here, you crazy bird.
Now settle down, you're rockin' the boat.
- I can't breathe...
- Don't make me lose my temper, Snipes.
- I need air, I don't wanna swim.
Mommy, we're trapped Mommy!
- Settle down.
- Patou! - Oh, no.
- Aah!
That was close.
Mercy.
- Oh no!
- Abandon ship, abandon ship!
- What's that smell?
- Garbage.
Ah, this is pathetic.
I risk my life and what do I get?
Garbage!
Why, I've never been so--
Wow!
- The city!
- Wow!
- It's so beautiful.
- Now, all we got to do is find Chanticleer
and that's gonna be like hunting for a needle in a haystack.
- Ow!
- Uncle Dukey, Uncle Dukey!
I got 'em.
- If I killed my nephew, would that be murder or charity?
- I got 'em, I really got 'em!
No more kitty, sir.
Mission, oohoh, accomplished.
- And the dog?
- Gone, wiped out, sir.
Total and complete, ohoh, annihilation.
- Annihilation.
How did you do it?
- Adequately.
- Ahe--
Wait, what's that supposed to mean?
- Well, Uncle, we sucked them into an adequate pipe.
- A what?
- That's what it said.
"Danger, adequate pipe."
- Oh, dear.
Come to Uncle.
- Aaah.
- You imbecile!
That's not an adequate pipe, it's an aqueduct pipe!
It leads straight into the city!
The Duke gives you one last chance, Hunch.
Them or you.
Get to the city!
- Oh, not the city, sir.
Oh no.
It's too bright, I'll go blind.
- Oh, say it isn't so.
- Chamer, Chanta, Chantilly, Chantz.
He's not in here.
Let's go.
- You ever get that feeling when you're
;ookin' for something that it's right under your sniffer?
I know it seems crazy, but it was almost like
we could hear his voice calling to us.
You know, like he was just waiting
for us to come and ask him back.
But we looked everywhere, and we talked with everyone,
but nobody had heard of Chanticleer, nobody.
Funny thing was, he was right under our nose the whole time.
Or should I say, we were under his.
- No, Patou, that's not how it goes.
For the hundredth time, it's over, around,
under and through, that's how Patou ties his shoe.
Now you say it.
- Ooh, there you are!
Pilot to bombardier, enemy target below!
I'm going in for a closer look, cover me!
- What was that?
- Complete attrocitation.
- Alright you guys, we've left it long enough.
They're counting on us back at the farm.
- Well, if you ask me--
- We didn't.
- Jumpin' Jehosaphat!
- What?
- It's him!
- Who?
- No wonder we couldn't find him,
he's changed his name.
- Chanticleer is the King?
- The King?
- Ooh, your Highness.
- Ladies and gentlemen, the King!
- Old Chanticleer may have stopped crowin'
but he hadn't stopped using that voice of his.
♫ Let me be your rooster
♫ And let me roost with you
♫ Let me be your rooster
♫ Let me hear your sweet voice coo
♫ Girl, you've thrown me for a loop
♫ You're the number one chick in this chicken coop
- Chanticleer had become a star.
♫ I wanna rock, rock, rock 'til the day is through
♫ I want to rock, rock-a-doodle-doo tonight
♫ I wanna rock, rock, rock 'til the morning light
♫ Well it ain't right to rock alone
♫ It takes two, I do believe
♫ I'm gonna rock-a-doodle-doodle to you
♫ To you
♫ Like you rock-a-doodle-doodle to me
♫ I'm gonna rock-a-doodle-doodle to you
♫ To you
♫ Like you rock-a-doodle-doodle to me
♫ Rock-a-doodle-doodle
- But not everybody liked the King.
Goldie here was jealous of him.
- Less my manager's fee of 60%.
- Look, Pinky, I just have to know when.
- Oooh, Goldie, will you not bother me with this right now?
You've gotta go on in two minutes.
- But I'm too good for the chorus.
What's he got that I ain't got?
- A voice.
♫ I wanna rock, rock-a-doodle through the night
♫ I wanna rock, rock, rock 'til the morning light
- Fortunately for us, Goldie was a lot
smarter than she sounded, and a lot nicer too.
She just didn't know it yet.
♫ Like you rock-a-doodle-doodle to me
♫ Rock-a-doodle, rock-a-doodle, rock-a-doodle-doo to me
- Lookie, Goldie, when I found him, he was a nobody.
Nobody wanted him, nobody cared about him,
but I picked him up out of the gutter
and now look at him.
♫ Well it ain't right to rock alone
Everybody starts in the chorus. Goldie.
Of course, you could give up show business.
- Pinky!
♫ I wanna rock-a-doodle-doodle to you
♫ Just like you rock-a-doodle-doodle to me
- Thank you, thank you very much.
I love you, I love you.
- Now that we found him,
how do we get in to see him?
- Ladies and gentlemen,
the King is leaving the building.
- Ow!
- Out of the way!
Move it, move it, move it!
Don't touch the frogs.
♫ Try it, you won't get very far
♫ We'll bounce you once, bounce you twice
♫ If you get out of line, we're not very nice
♫ We'll bounce, bounce you all over the place
♫ Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, if we don't like your face
Get away from the star!
- Chanticleer was a star alright,
but it's hard to be happy without friends
even if you are famous.
I reckon he'd be awfully glad to see us,
if we could just figure a way to get near him.
- Aggravation.
- You were fantastic tonight, really!
What can I get for ya, kid?
You name it, anything
You want a beach house in Maui?
Ooh, I'll buy you the whole island.
Cars, yachts, what?
Name it, it's yours.
- Ah, thanks.
- Say, what's eatin' you?
- Well, I...
Well, I just don't know.
I guess I'm just a little lonely, that's all.
- Lonely?
Are you crazy?
There's 20,000 people out there screaming your name
and you're lonely?
I love this guy.
- Yeah, but back on the farm...
- Hey, you told me yourself what they did to ya on the farm.
They don't love you.
Murray, give us a roll.
See that?
They love you, eh?
You were incredible.
Mm-mm-mm, the King!
Murray, get us outta here.
Hello, Goldie?
How'd you like to get out of the chorus?
- Meanwhile, back on the farm...
- She's fading fast.
How many more batteries have we got?
- Just these two.
- Oh, sadness.
- Whoa, sorry ma'am.
Who is it, who is it?
What do you want?
We've got an emergency here.
Yeah, yeah, Edmond?
Anybody here named Edmond?
- I'm Edmond!
The little boy who--
I mean, the kitty.
Who's this?
- Stuey, Stuey the pig.
It's the kitty!
- Stuey, the light's going out.
- The lights are going out, the lights are going out!
Kitty, look, we're running out of time here.
We need Chanticleer, quick!
- We'll be there as soon as we can!
- Stuey!
- Yeah, yeah, I hear ya, I hear ya.
Sorry kitty, gotta go, gotta go.
Good-bye.
- Stuey, what about my family?
Are they alright?
Soeey, Soeey?
Stuey!
- Hello, kitty?
It's the Duke.
I have some rather bad news, I'm afraid.
When the batteries expire, so will your friends.
Toodle-oo, cheerio, bye.
- [operator[ The Number You Have dialed
is no longer in service.
- Oh no!
♫ Twiddley-dee
♫ They're running out
♫ They're running out of batteries
♫ Of batteries
♫ Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha-ha
♫ No batteries
- Yeah?
Oh howdy, boss, how are you?
Uh-huh, huh?
Did you say a cat, a dog, a bird and a mouse?
What is this?
Some kinda joke, huh?
- Well I don't think it's funny, Pinky.
they want to bring Chanticleer back to the farm.
You don't want that, he makes you lots of money.
I don't want that, he makes me miserable.
- Right boss, what should I do about it?
- Your chicken thinks they don't want him on the farm.
That's good.
All you have to do is make sure he keeps thinking that.
It's not good that the kitty and his friends
should talk to your chicken, capice?
- Yeah, thanks a million.
This has been most enlightening.
- Penguin suits, two for a dollar.
You wanna see the King, come and get your penguin suits.
Remember, no dogs, cats, birds or meeses.
- "Dear Chanticleer, we're sorry.
"Come home, your friends."
Here guys, come on, sign this.
Here.
- Must you bother me whilst I dine?
- Snipes, sign this.
- Oh heavens.
Where have you been all my life?
Lasagna a la pasta.
- Just sign it.
- Ah, sure.
- Excuse me, sir, would you please
see that the King gets this?
- Yeah, it's really important.
- Oh, and waiter?
We asked for light cola, this stuff weighs a ton!
- Hmm.
Get me the boss.
- It sounds bad, Pinky.
- It's only a little bad, not a big bad.
Look, he's lonely, he needs a friend.
And that bad little kitty wants to steal him away.
You don't want that, do ya?
- Ladies and gentlemen,
Pinky's Palace proudly presents the King!
- Thank you, thank you very much.
- Would you look at that.
- Chanticleer?
♫ Well down in Tupelo
♫ I was so alone
♫ I never had no money to have no honey for my own
♫ That's why I'm treasure hunting
♫ Whaa-Oo
♫ Treasure hunting for my love
♫ He's treasure hunting for his love
♫ Well I've been everywhere, searching high and low
♫ But I ain't found no rainbow yet that had a pot of gold
♫ Well, I'm treasure hunting
- You know, I think he died of fear.
- Hey, what are you doing little fella?
- Something I learned in school.
- Cats don't go to school.
- But boys do.
- Hey!
You boys is dead meat.
- Chanticleer!
♫ Good King Neptune said he'd help me find my treasure
♫ Far below the sea
♫ He introduced me to every single purty mermaid
- Patou!
♫ So I keep treasure hunting
- Do you promise no one gets hurt?
- No one gets hurt.
You just do the number, make him happy
and keep him away from that bad little kitty!
♫ Treasure hunting for my love
♫ He's treasure hunting for his love
- Hey, there's no lobsters in this number.
Get them outta here!
Wait a minute, don't spoil the show, huh?
♫ That treasure's all I'm thinking of
♫ Thinking of, thinking of, thinking of
♫ Well I got treasure hunting fever
♫ Yeah-Ya
♫ Well I got treasure hunting fever
♫ Yeah-Ya
♫ ♫ Well I got treasure hunting fever
♫ Yeah-Ya
♫ Well I got treasure hunting fever
♫ For love
♫ Treasure hunting fever
♫ Yeah I got treasure hunting fever
♫ For love
- Now.
♫ Deep deep, the trouble you're in
♫ I've thrown you to the sharks and you can't swim
- Oh no.
Well, you can take the rooster out of the country
but you can't take the country out of the rooster.
Old Chanticleer had found himself a city perch
sorta tailored to remind him of the farm he'd left behind.
Trouble was, with Goldie on the scene
he wasn't feelin' so lonesome for us anymore,
which was exactly the way Pinky wanted it.
'Cause that was exactly the way the Grand Duke wanted it.
There was just one problem with their plan, of course.
Goldie was only supposed to pretend
to fall in love with Chanticleer,
but she was falling in love for real
and that can really change a pheasant.
♫ Love has said hello, you don't know
♫ What that means, really means to me
- Ooooh, I think we've lost him.
- What do you mean?
He's right there.
- Oh, no, no he ain't.
He's a thousand miles away.
- Huh?
- Isn't it romantic?
When roosters fall in love, they lose all reason.
- Aaah, enough mush, let's go eat.
- Eat?
How can you think of food at a time like this?
- Lasagna!
Mm-mm-mm-mm.
- Chanticleer, Chanticleer!
- Oh Goldie, when I left the farm,
I had such a big hole in my heart.
You coulda put a John Deere tractor through there.
- Oh, you poor thing.
- My heart is so full I could,
I could just explode like a bloated lamb.
- Oh King, you say the nicest things.
- Chanticleer!
♫ This song is our treasure
♫ that we'll share our whole life through
- Chanticleer!
- I'm Sorry, Little Buddy, but We're just no match
for that painted feather duster.
- Oh yeah?
- Uh, hey, where you goin'?
- Well if I can't talk to him, I'll talk to her.
♫ As I kiss and coo
♫ Kiss, kiss and coo with you
- Read all about it, mysterious rains spreading!
Sun don't shine for farmers!
- "Goldie Pheasant to co-star in King's new picture."
You know, I think I'm too little to get over those gates.
- Well, I'm not.
- Hey, I think that's her trailer over there.
- Excuse me, ma'am?
- Oh, who are you?
- Ma'am, I, I--
- Oh my goodness.
Oh, you poor thing!
There, now what are you doing in my dressing room?
- Please ma'am, you're the only one who can help us.
We have to talk to Chanticleer.
I mean, the King.
There's a terrible flood, and
if he doesn't come home and crow...
- Wait a minute, wait a minute!
You're the bad little kitty Pinky told me about.
- Bad, me?
I'm not bad.
- You go away or I'll scream!
- Please, if you'd just listen--
What happened?
- Ah, she's a woman.
- W-what?
That's the last straw, I've had it!
- I wasn't talking to you--
Aah!
- Well, well, well.
The dog, the cat, the bird and the mouse.
We meet at last, eh?
- Let us go!
- Max, take 'em to my trailer, lock 'em up.
Make sure the King doesn't get a whiff of this.
- Oh no, what have I done?
- No dogs, cats, boids or meeses.
- Ahah!
- Now I gotta admit, as bad guys go, the Duke's
nephew Hunch was more a hoot than he was horrible.
- Oh, boy.
- But still, he was a nuisance
and as we were tied up at the moment,
we weren't all that happy to see him.
- Ahah!
♫ I will always think of you
♫ Ma, I miss your apple pie
♫ Ma, I miss your stew
♫ But most of all Ma, I miss you
Look at that, ooh, anticipation!
Ow!
Ah, oh!
♫ Let's get away, you and me together
♫ Two birds of a feather flying--
- Cut, cut, cut!
Murray, what's with the snow here?
Take five, everybody.
And Miss Pheasant, how 'bout a smile, hmm?
Oh, it's supposed to be summer, for cryin' out loud!
- King, may I talk to you?
- Ah honey, don't pay no mind.
You're gonna do just fine.
- Yeah, but--
- Now, now, no buts about it, honey.
- King, I've done something awful.
- What is it, baby?
Patou, Snipes, Peepers.
Goldie, where'd you get this?
- From you, that night we first met.
- They were here?
- They're still here.
- Why didn't you tell me?
- 'Cause she wasn't supposed to!
Goldie, I'm disappointed in ya.
I said to entertain him, not to educate him.
- Entertain me?
What's this all about?
- Calm down, kid, your friends are just fine.
- No they're not, King.
He's got them tied up in his--
- Shut up!
- What?
Where are they?
What have you done with 'em?
- Don't hurt him boys, he's got a movie to make.
- I ain't making nothin' with you.
- Oh but King, I got a lotta money tied up in this picture.
I don't wanna lose my money,
and you don't wanna lose your friends.
- That's blackmail!
- That's showbiz!
Make-up!
- Here, kitty, kitty.
Ohhoho, acceleration!
Ow!
Aah!
- Stand by
- Stand by!
- Quiet on the set.
- Quiet on the set!
- Hey, shut up.
- King, I'm sorry.
- Don't talk to me, I'm thinkin'.
- Roll sound.
- Speed.
- Where are they?
- They're in Pinky's trailer outside.
- Mark it.
42A, take two.
- Oh yeah!
Hang on, honey.
That's not in the script.
- Stop those birds!
Get them back!
- Look, there it is!
- Hoohoho, annihilation, abominations.
Hold still, ow.
Watch out, King!
- Whoa!
- Oh no, no, I've killed him.
- Chanticleer!
- Hi, fellas.
- He's dead, he's dead, he's dead, he's dead!
- Hey fellas, I'm sorry about this.
- Jumpin' Jehosaphat!
- He's not dead, untie me!
Oh no!
- Let's get him out of here.
- Who's there?
- Oh no, not Pinky's Caddy.
- Can you drive a car?
- Piece of cake.
Edmond, you steer.
- Steer?
I can't, I've n ever driven a car,
- Edmond, do it.
- We'll crash.
- Don't be such a fraidy-cat!
- Hey!
- Whoa!
- Edmond, open your eyes!
- Uh-oh, look!
- Abomination!
Oww!
- Come on, Edmond, we gotta lose that trailer.
- How?
- Edmond, cats are climbers.
- I'm a boy!
- Just climb down there--
- What? I can't.
- Don't be such a sissy!
- I'll fall!
- You're a cat, you won't fall!
- I will!
- Oh, I'll do it myself.
You're such a scaredy-cat.
Edmond!
- Patou, help!
Hold on!
Help!
Peepers!
- Don't be a fraidy-cat.
Fraidy-cat...
- I'm not afraid of anything.
- No!
Stop!
Guys, we're gonna go back and get her!
- Oh sure, they wanna play chicken, eh?
- Don't worry, boss, I ain't turnin'.
- Idiot, that's my car!
- Whoa!
- Snipes, the brake!
I think she landed up here.
Peepers!
Come on, we gotta find her!
- Ooh, my baby!
My beautiful baby.
What are you lookin' at?
Get up there!
- Peepers!
- Oh King, wake up.
Oh, my shoes!
- Bozo!
- Snipes!
- We're trapped, we're trapped, we're trapped.
- Don't look down!
- This is it, fellas, we're goin' down.
- Snipes, do something!
- Don't let go!
- What a catch!
Bring 'em in, Murray.
Murray?
- Murray, who's Murray?
- Peepers!
- Edmond!
Let's have some help up here, this is the Quirky X62
and these things are craaazy!
- The King, he's gone and I'm ruined!
- Oh no no no!
- Oh, yes, yes, yes.
Gentlemen, go down and invite our friends to dinner.
- Hoo, hoo, hoo!
♫ We are the creatures of the night
♫ And we invite you all for dinner
♫ There's plenty of food to go around
♫ When the food is you
- Who, me?
♫ Yes, you
♫ We thought a picnic would be nice
♫ And we're so pleased that you could join us
♫ We're glad you're home, trick or treat
♫ Fa la la la la la
♫ How sweet
♫ Now's the time, say your prayers
♫ Time's up
♫ Fa la la la la la, how sweet
♫ Fa la la la la, let's eat
- Please, pass the pork.
Excellent, gentlemen, excellent.
- Alright you owls, this is Edmond.
It's over for you, we've got Chanticleer!
Where's my mom and dad?
I can't see them.
- Don't worry, we'll find them.
- Ooh...
- How is he, Goldie?
- I think he's waking up.
- Good, let's go in for a landing.
- Hold on!
- Ta-da, annihilation!
- Oh!
- Aah!
- She's going down!
Abandon ship, abandon ship!
- Is it time for the show?
- King, you're heavy.
- Show me that stage, and gimme that mic.
Oooh, where am I?
- Chanti, you're home.
- Huh?
Ooh, I feel like I've been hit by a 800-pound mule.
What's happening?
- There's no time to explain.
- Chanticleer, you gotta crow and you gotta crow now.
- The owls could be here any second.
- Who are you?
- He's a friend, now please, crow!
- Oh, I can't, I don't know if I ever did.
- Of course you did!
- Chanti, we were wrong.
- It's your job to bring up the sun.
- It hasn't shined since you left.
- Ah, but look.
Cock-a-doo...
Doo...
- Uh-oh.
- Aw, guys, it's no use.
All I do now is sing the blues.
Hmph, "the King."
- We don't want the King, we want Chanticleer!
- The Duke!
- I know it's frightfully impolite to eavesdrop like this,
but are you by any chance having trouble with your throat?
Nothing to say?
Cock-a-doodle-doo?
- Stop it!
Chanti, crow!
- Shut up, you!
- Come on, you guys!
Show him we believe.
- I told you to be quiet!
- Chanticleer, Chanticleer, Chanticleer,
Chanticleer, Chanticleer!
- Duke, leave him alone, it's me you want, not him.
- Chanticleer...
Chanticleer.
- Very stupid, Patou.
- Chanticleer, Chanticleer, Chanticleer.
- Look here, quiet!
- Chanticleer, Chanticleer, Chanticleer.
- Fools, all of you.
Silence!
I'll give you Chanticleer!
- Chanticleer, Chanticleer, Chanticleer!
- Look, it's comin' up without him
- You're a phony.
- Are you by any chance having
a little trouble with your throat?
- You're a phony.
- It's coming up without him.
- It's your job to bring up the sun.
- It hasn't shined since you left.
- Chanticleer, you gotta crow and you gotta crow now.
- Cock-a-dooooo,
Cock-a-dooooo,
Cock-a-dooooo.
- Hehehehe!
- Hunch, it's me, Uncle Dukey.
- Uncle Dukey?
Come here.
- Hunch, no!
- Animation, it's music to my ears.
Hold still, you little twerp!
Aggravation, abomination, alienation.
- Well, our journey had finally come to an end.
Old Chanticleer was back to stay, the sun was up,
the rain had stopped, and the owls were gone for good.
Everything seemed to be turning out just fine,
except for one thing, Edmond.
We just didn't know how to help him.
- He was a little boy.
- Oh, he was a handsome little boy.
Edmond, Edmond...
- Edmond, Edmond.
Edmond...
Edmond, Edmond, come on honey, wake up.
Wake up, honey.
- Mom, Mom!
Look, I'm not furry anymore!
I'm a boy!
- Lie down, sweetheart.
- Mom, is that the sun?
- Mm-hmm.
Edmond, Edmond, get back into bed.
- Wow.
- Okay, take a look.
- Look, Mom, Chanticleer raised the sun.
- Hi Edmond, how you doing, son?
- Fine, but what happened to Chanti and the gang?
Mom, where are they?
- Edmond, Chanticleer is just a storybook.
Those characters are only make-believe.
Now come on, let's get back to bed.
- No mom, no they're not, I saw them.
I bet they're wondering what happened to me.
I wanna tell them I'm okay.
- I'm sure they know.
- Ypu think so?
- They'll be just fine.
- Edmond's mom was right, of course,
but she didn't know why.
She also never knew just what stopped the rain that night,
but that just goes to show you,
with a little help from your friends,
you can do just about anything.
- Welcome home, Chanticleer.
Thanks for bringing back the sun.
♫ Cock-a-doooo-doodle-doodle-dooo-dooo
- Chanticleer!
- Hey, Edmond!
Whoowee!
♫ Cock-a-doo, what a day
♫ The sun is shinin' brightly,
♫ Cock-A-doo sunny day,
♫ Down here on the farm
♫ Cock-a-doo stay away
♫ You big ol' wet ol' rain cloud
♫ Or I'll cry out loud with this voice of mine
♫ Sun do shine
♫ Sun do shine, sun do shine, sun do shine
♫ Sun do shine
♫ Sun do shine, sun do shine, sun do shine
♫ Sun do shine
♫ Sun do shine, sun do shine, sun do shine
♫ Well, my daddy taught me how to sing
♫ And that's why this voice means everything
♫ Sun do shine, you better shine
♫ You better shine
♫ Well, the sun do shine, you better shine
♫ You better shine
♫ Sun do shine
♫ Sun do shine, sun do shine, sun do shine
♫ Sun do shine
♫ Sun do shine, sun do shine, sun do shine
♫ Well, the sun do shine
♫ Sun do shine, sun do shine, sun do shine
♫ Well, my daddy taught me how to sing
♫ And that's why this voice means everything
♫ Sun do shine, you better shine
♫ You better shine
♫ Well, the sun do shine, you better shine
♫ You better shine
♫ You better shine, Sun, you better shine!
♫ Digidigidigidowdow!
♫ tyin' your shoes, tyin' your shoe
♫ shoe bah doo bah, shoebah,
♫ Tyin' your shoes, tyin' your shoe
♫ shoe bah doo bah, tyin' your shoes
♫ This old dog has paid his dues
♫ But I can still learn a new trick or two
♫ 'Cause I've been over, around, under and through
♫ Tyin' your shoes
♫ Life is just like tyin' your shoes
♫ Now half the world is singin' the blues
♫ Singin' the blues
♫ But I've learned if you laugh you've got nothing to lose
♫ Cause I've been over, around, under and through
♫ Tyin' your shoes
♫ Life is just like tyin' your shoes
♫ Now when you try
♫ When you try
♫ Something new
♫ Now, you're bound to make mistakes
♫ You'll make mistakes
♫ Hey, but, no use cryin', just keep on tryin'
♫ Soon you'll find it's a piece of cake
♫ Tyin' your shoes
♫ Kid, you're never too old to learn
♫ Tyin' your shoes
♫ Now I's ready to roll and I' all ready to burn, you see
♫ 'Cause I've been over, around, under and through
♫ Life is just like tyin' your shoes
♫ 'Cause I've been over, around, under and through
♫ Life is just like tyin' your shoes
♫ Tyin' your shoes
♫ Yeah, just like tyin' your shoes
♫ Tyin' your shoes
♫ Life is just like tyin' your shoes
♫ Doo bah doo bah shoe bah doo bah, tyin' your shoes
♫ Oh yeah