Ducktales (1987) s01e14 Episode Script
Lost Crown of Genghis Khan
Life is like a hurricane Here in Duckburg Race cars, lasers, aeroplanes It's a duck-blur Might solve a mystery Or rewrite history DuckTales, ooh-ooh Every day they're out there making DuckTales Ooh-ooh Tales of derring-do, bad and good-luck tales D-d-d-danger! Watch behind you There's a stranger out to find you What to do? Just grab onto some DuckTales Ooh-ooh Every day they're out there making DuckTales Ooh-ooh Tales of derring-do, bad and good-luck tales Ooh-ooh Not ponytails or cottontails, no, DuckTales Ooh-ooh Keep moving! We must be out of Shadow Pass by nightfall.
The Snow Beast! That was eight centuries ago.
And that was the last anyone ever saw of the crown of Genghis Kahn.
Until last month, that is, when a friend of mine, a Sherpa I often use as a guide, wandered into Shadow Pass and took shelter in a mysterious ice cave.
It was in this cave that he saw the lost crown! So, Lord Battmountan, is this to be the quest to determine our Explorer of the Year? The first to retrieve the crown, wins.
- Oh! Jolly good show! Jolly good! - I'd say! Why didn't your friend bring out the crown? Ahem, well, he was chased off by an Abominable Snowman! A descendant of the very same beast that caused the crown to be lost.
Oh! That'll add a bit of spice to our quest, ay, what? I'd say! Here are your copies of the map.
I will return to Duckburg and await the arrival of the winner.
Where's Launchpad? La-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la-la, hey! La-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la-la, hey! La-la-la, la-la They can't come with us, Launchpad, and that's final! Sorry, girls.
I'm the dashing hero, but he's the boss! Hurry back, tall one, and be careful! Careful? I don't know the meaning of the word! Oof! What better way to reach a snow-covered mountain pass than by dogsled? Yeow! One down and two to go! I have far more mountain-climbing experience than the others.
Why? I climb mountains simply because I'm there! Yeow! Two down and one to go! I'll get the jump on the others by parachuting into Shadow Pass! You're so smart, Uncle Scrooge! Thanks, darling.
And wasn't it smart of you to notice? Why can't we come with you, Uncle Scrooge? Shadow Pass is no place for kids.
Now, you look after them till I get back to the village, Launchpad! Sure will, Mr.
McDee! You don't have a thing to worry about.
What's going on with this bucket of bolts? We're out of gas! But the tanks were full, and we just took off! Boy, what terrible gas mileage! Launchpad, where are the extra parachutes? Safely locked up in the shed behind the hangar back at the airport! Three down and now I'll go! Why, Percival, old chap.
You had a little accident, too, eh? This? Oh, it's nothing, really.
But it does put me out of the running again this year, old bean.
Bad show, old shoe.
- I guess it's McDuck again.
- For the 33rd year in a row.
Phew! That was rough! Aye, but we managed to come down in Shadow Pass.
Why do they call it Shadow Pass, Uncle Scrooge? Why, I've no idea, Louie.
My kind of landing, Mr.
McDee.
Ugh! I should be able to reach the cave and be back in a few hours.
Be careful, Uncle Scrooge.
I will, Webby.
- Shadow Pass sure is scary! - Yeah, I hope it gets dark soon.
Why in the world would you want it to get dark? No shadows.
Webby! What is it? A snowflake just landed on my nose! How can anyone get so excited over one little snowflake? Now, ten bijillion snowflakes, and you have something to get excited about! Yeah, you have a blizzard! I'm worried about Mr.
McDee.
I'm gonna take another look.
No, Launchpad! Don't! Couldn't see a thing! - I say we go after him! - We can't! He's the only one with the right equipment for being up here! The rest of us weren't supposed to come along, remember? But what if he's lost, or hurt or-or Brr! Quack! Quack! Quack! Quack! Quack! Quack! Oh! What's that? Uh-oh! It must be the wind.
The wind doesn't "uh-oh!" Whatever it was, it ran away.
That's what I was about to do! - I hate to see you give up, Uncle Scrooge.
- We can't risk another blizzard.
How did he get here ahead of me? This ought to get McDuck out of the running and into the rolling! Uncle Scrooge, look! An avalanche, run! Uh, Uncle Scrooge! Is that you? Webby! Where are you, Webby? Hey, Uncle Scrooge! I found tracks! Webby's tracks? Yeah, and the tracks of something else! Did he say something else? - They're huge! - What could it be? The tracks of an abominable snowman! Snowman? Come on, Mr.
McDee! They don't even have feet! They're just three big snowballs with lumps of coal for eyes, and cute little carrot noses, and Huh? Hey, wait for me! I'll be the first to find those ice caves, now that Scrooge has been scared off by my little growlzy-wowzy act.
Growlzy-wowzy? Well, Launchpad, you've seen your first abominable snowman.
He shoulda been called "the abominable hair man"! - Ya-ha-ha-ho-ho-ee! - Sounds like he's going away.
- Let's go! - Good idea, Mr.
McDee.
This way, Launchpad! Oh, yeah, of course.
That way! I was afraid of this! The snowman lives in the ice cave.
Be as quiet as you can, boys.
I've never seen anything like it! Wow! It's like the inside of an ice cream truck! What should we do, search together or split up? Aah! OK, but should we do it together or Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! I think the time for being quiet has passed.
Hello! Webby! Boys! Anybody! Yulp! Skittle me kilts! It's gold! I'd recognize gold anywhere.
It's my favorite color! Aah! What a ride! It's even colder down here than it is up above and scarier! Ah, you guys got to think positive.
But, Launchpad, Webby's lost, Uncle Scrooge is lost, we're lost, and there's a monster in these caves trying to get us.
Come on, there must be something positive about all this.
If we don't keep moving we're going to freeze to death.
There you go! Gold, gems, treasure of all kind! The crown! The crown of Genghis Khan! I knew I'd find it, first! King of the explorers, once again! Who am I kidding? Webby's gone, now the boys are missing Ugh! We'll never find our way out of these freezing caves! You've got to keep a stiff upper lip, Louie.
That's easy! It's frozen! I can't go on! I'm too tired.
Me, too! Launchpad! Get up! Aw, let me sleep in, will ya, Ma? It's Saturday! Come on, Launchpad can't go to sleep We've got to Oh, what's that? It's it's Webby! We're freezing to death, and she's eating a snow cone! - Boy, were we glad to see you, Webby! - Good thing I heard Launchpad snoring.
Will you look at this place! Everything is made of ice! Yeow! Even the chairs! So what happened to you after the avalanche, Webby? Yeah! - My teddy bear saved me! - Teddy bear? You don't have a teddy bear! Oh, yes, she does! Snowy, have you seen Uncle Scrooge? Uncle Scrooge! One good thing about a frozen world, a snow cone never melts before you can eat it! He's waking up! Have some of this hot soup, Mr.
McDee, and in no time you'll feel fat as a fiddle! Mm, that's good.
- Where did you get this? - She made it.
An abominable snow, er, uh, woman! Uh-oh! Oh, but she's really sweet and gentle.
And she makes fantastic snow cones! I know! She tried to make one out of me, the blasted beast! You're hurting her feelings, Uncle Scrooge.
Feelings? She's a dangerous animal! Get away from us, you monster! Oh, Uncle Scrooge! Look what you've done! Snowy! Come back! Webby! After her! We don't want to lose her again.
Ooh, my! - You're still weak, Uncle Scrooge.
- Don't worry, Mr.
McDee, I'll find her.
This is a switch.
It's usually the girls chasing me! - Where did she go? - Shh! Listen! Don't run, Snowy! Snowy! Look out! Oh, no! Hang on, Snowy! You have to save her, Launchpad, you have to! Don't you worry, Webby.
I'm not a hero for nothing.
Phew! You've been eating too many snow cones! Now, hold on, er, ma'am! You're her hero, Launchpad! Aw, but Uncle Scrooge! No, and that's my final word! That beast is dangerous.
We are leaving while we can.
Huh? That's what we've been trying to tell you! Snowy put it there! She did it to make up for snow-coning you.
Eh Ahem, let's try to catch up with Launchpad.
Nothing's gonna catch up with Launchpad! I can hardly wait to eat one of Mrs.
Beakley's apple pies! Yeah, one of her hot apple pies! No way! What was that? I don't know.
Let's keep moving! Sir Guy! Oof! Come back here, you thief! Yeow! See you in Duckburg! What are you gonna do, Uncle Scrooge? He'll have to take the long way down! I'll take the short-cut! Uncle Scrooge! Take that, you vulture! Yay! Way to go, Uncle Scrooge! Uh-oh! Whoa! You finally lose, McDuck! You're a cheater! And cheaters never prosper! and so, for the first time in 33 years, we have a new Explorer of the Year - Sir Guy Standforth.
Hear, hear.
Stop the ceremony! I was the one who found the crown! Rules are rules, Scrooge, and Sir Guy did bring back the crown.
But he stole it from me! Now, now, Scrooge, your airplane was found crashed on the wrong mountain.
You never even reached Shadow Pass! Oh, I have proof of that.
Launchpad! Oh, hello! The Snowbeast! I'd say! Ooh! How pretty! Yeow! Looks like the lady dumped you, Launchpad.
It only hurts for a little while, Mr.
McDee.
Yeow!
The Snow Beast! That was eight centuries ago.
And that was the last anyone ever saw of the crown of Genghis Kahn.
Until last month, that is, when a friend of mine, a Sherpa I often use as a guide, wandered into Shadow Pass and took shelter in a mysterious ice cave.
It was in this cave that he saw the lost crown! So, Lord Battmountan, is this to be the quest to determine our Explorer of the Year? The first to retrieve the crown, wins.
- Oh! Jolly good show! Jolly good! - I'd say! Why didn't your friend bring out the crown? Ahem, well, he was chased off by an Abominable Snowman! A descendant of the very same beast that caused the crown to be lost.
Oh! That'll add a bit of spice to our quest, ay, what? I'd say! Here are your copies of the map.
I will return to Duckburg and await the arrival of the winner.
Where's Launchpad? La-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la-la, hey! La-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la-la, hey! La-la-la, la-la They can't come with us, Launchpad, and that's final! Sorry, girls.
I'm the dashing hero, but he's the boss! Hurry back, tall one, and be careful! Careful? I don't know the meaning of the word! Oof! What better way to reach a snow-covered mountain pass than by dogsled? Yeow! One down and two to go! I have far more mountain-climbing experience than the others.
Why? I climb mountains simply because I'm there! Yeow! Two down and one to go! I'll get the jump on the others by parachuting into Shadow Pass! You're so smart, Uncle Scrooge! Thanks, darling.
And wasn't it smart of you to notice? Why can't we come with you, Uncle Scrooge? Shadow Pass is no place for kids.
Now, you look after them till I get back to the village, Launchpad! Sure will, Mr.
McDee! You don't have a thing to worry about.
What's going on with this bucket of bolts? We're out of gas! But the tanks were full, and we just took off! Boy, what terrible gas mileage! Launchpad, where are the extra parachutes? Safely locked up in the shed behind the hangar back at the airport! Three down and now I'll go! Why, Percival, old chap.
You had a little accident, too, eh? This? Oh, it's nothing, really.
But it does put me out of the running again this year, old bean.
Bad show, old shoe.
- I guess it's McDuck again.
- For the 33rd year in a row.
Phew! That was rough! Aye, but we managed to come down in Shadow Pass.
Why do they call it Shadow Pass, Uncle Scrooge? Why, I've no idea, Louie.
My kind of landing, Mr.
McDee.
Ugh! I should be able to reach the cave and be back in a few hours.
Be careful, Uncle Scrooge.
I will, Webby.
- Shadow Pass sure is scary! - Yeah, I hope it gets dark soon.
Why in the world would you want it to get dark? No shadows.
Webby! What is it? A snowflake just landed on my nose! How can anyone get so excited over one little snowflake? Now, ten bijillion snowflakes, and you have something to get excited about! Yeah, you have a blizzard! I'm worried about Mr.
McDee.
I'm gonna take another look.
No, Launchpad! Don't! Couldn't see a thing! - I say we go after him! - We can't! He's the only one with the right equipment for being up here! The rest of us weren't supposed to come along, remember? But what if he's lost, or hurt or-or Brr! Quack! Quack! Quack! Quack! Quack! Quack! Oh! What's that? Uh-oh! It must be the wind.
The wind doesn't "uh-oh!" Whatever it was, it ran away.
That's what I was about to do! - I hate to see you give up, Uncle Scrooge.
- We can't risk another blizzard.
How did he get here ahead of me? This ought to get McDuck out of the running and into the rolling! Uncle Scrooge, look! An avalanche, run! Uh, Uncle Scrooge! Is that you? Webby! Where are you, Webby? Hey, Uncle Scrooge! I found tracks! Webby's tracks? Yeah, and the tracks of something else! Did he say something else? - They're huge! - What could it be? The tracks of an abominable snowman! Snowman? Come on, Mr.
McDee! They don't even have feet! They're just three big snowballs with lumps of coal for eyes, and cute little carrot noses, and Huh? Hey, wait for me! I'll be the first to find those ice caves, now that Scrooge has been scared off by my little growlzy-wowzy act.
Growlzy-wowzy? Well, Launchpad, you've seen your first abominable snowman.
He shoulda been called "the abominable hair man"! - Ya-ha-ha-ho-ho-ee! - Sounds like he's going away.
- Let's go! - Good idea, Mr.
McDee.
This way, Launchpad! Oh, yeah, of course.
That way! I was afraid of this! The snowman lives in the ice cave.
Be as quiet as you can, boys.
I've never seen anything like it! Wow! It's like the inside of an ice cream truck! What should we do, search together or split up? Aah! OK, but should we do it together or Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! I think the time for being quiet has passed.
Hello! Webby! Boys! Anybody! Yulp! Skittle me kilts! It's gold! I'd recognize gold anywhere.
It's my favorite color! Aah! What a ride! It's even colder down here than it is up above and scarier! Ah, you guys got to think positive.
But, Launchpad, Webby's lost, Uncle Scrooge is lost, we're lost, and there's a monster in these caves trying to get us.
Come on, there must be something positive about all this.
If we don't keep moving we're going to freeze to death.
There you go! Gold, gems, treasure of all kind! The crown! The crown of Genghis Khan! I knew I'd find it, first! King of the explorers, once again! Who am I kidding? Webby's gone, now the boys are missing Ugh! We'll never find our way out of these freezing caves! You've got to keep a stiff upper lip, Louie.
That's easy! It's frozen! I can't go on! I'm too tired.
Me, too! Launchpad! Get up! Aw, let me sleep in, will ya, Ma? It's Saturday! Come on, Launchpad can't go to sleep We've got to Oh, what's that? It's it's Webby! We're freezing to death, and she's eating a snow cone! - Boy, were we glad to see you, Webby! - Good thing I heard Launchpad snoring.
Will you look at this place! Everything is made of ice! Yeow! Even the chairs! So what happened to you after the avalanche, Webby? Yeah! - My teddy bear saved me! - Teddy bear? You don't have a teddy bear! Oh, yes, she does! Snowy, have you seen Uncle Scrooge? Uncle Scrooge! One good thing about a frozen world, a snow cone never melts before you can eat it! He's waking up! Have some of this hot soup, Mr.
McDee, and in no time you'll feel fat as a fiddle! Mm, that's good.
- Where did you get this? - She made it.
An abominable snow, er, uh, woman! Uh-oh! Oh, but she's really sweet and gentle.
And she makes fantastic snow cones! I know! She tried to make one out of me, the blasted beast! You're hurting her feelings, Uncle Scrooge.
Feelings? She's a dangerous animal! Get away from us, you monster! Oh, Uncle Scrooge! Look what you've done! Snowy! Come back! Webby! After her! We don't want to lose her again.
Ooh, my! - You're still weak, Uncle Scrooge.
- Don't worry, Mr.
McDee, I'll find her.
This is a switch.
It's usually the girls chasing me! - Where did she go? - Shh! Listen! Don't run, Snowy! Snowy! Look out! Oh, no! Hang on, Snowy! You have to save her, Launchpad, you have to! Don't you worry, Webby.
I'm not a hero for nothing.
Phew! You've been eating too many snow cones! Now, hold on, er, ma'am! You're her hero, Launchpad! Aw, but Uncle Scrooge! No, and that's my final word! That beast is dangerous.
We are leaving while we can.
Huh? That's what we've been trying to tell you! Snowy put it there! She did it to make up for snow-coning you.
Eh Ahem, let's try to catch up with Launchpad.
Nothing's gonna catch up with Launchpad! I can hardly wait to eat one of Mrs.
Beakley's apple pies! Yeah, one of her hot apple pies! No way! What was that? I don't know.
Let's keep moving! Sir Guy! Oof! Come back here, you thief! Yeow! See you in Duckburg! What are you gonna do, Uncle Scrooge? He'll have to take the long way down! I'll take the short-cut! Uncle Scrooge! Take that, you vulture! Yay! Way to go, Uncle Scrooge! Uh-oh! Whoa! You finally lose, McDuck! You're a cheater! And cheaters never prosper! and so, for the first time in 33 years, we have a new Explorer of the Year - Sir Guy Standforth.
Hear, hear.
Stop the ceremony! I was the one who found the crown! Rules are rules, Scrooge, and Sir Guy did bring back the crown.
But he stole it from me! Now, now, Scrooge, your airplane was found crashed on the wrong mountain.
You never even reached Shadow Pass! Oh, I have proof of that.
Launchpad! Oh, hello! The Snowbeast! I'd say! Ooh! How pretty! Yeow! Looks like the lady dumped you, Launchpad.
It only hurts for a little while, Mr.
McDee.
Yeow!