Ducktales (1987) s01e55 Episode Script
Dime Enough for Luck
- Life is like a hurricane - Here in Duckburg - Race cars, lasers, airplanes - it's a duck-blur - Might solve a mystery - Or rewrite history - DuckTales Ooh-woo-ooh - Every day they're out there making - DuckTales Ooh-woo-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 on to some - DuckTales Ooh-woo-ooh - Every day they're out there making - DuckTales Ooh-woo-ooh - Tales of derring-do Bad and good luck tales - Ooh-woo-ooh Not pony tales or cotton tales, no - DuckTales Ooh-woo-ooh [doorbell.]
- 'Morning, Uncle Scrooge.
- So there you are, Gladstone.
Right on time.
I like punctuality.
And a free newspaper.
Thanks.
Still a cheapskate, I see.
Bite your tongue, lad.
I'm simply thrifty.
A quality you could work on a wee bit.
I don't need thrift.
I've got luck.
Money will get you through times of no luck, my boy.
Better than luck will get you through times of no money.
But I've never had any times of no luck.
I'm always lucky.
- Whoa! - [Crashes.]
[Laughing.]
Did you say "always lucky"? Yech! Yep.
Always lucky.
Why on earth would you treat the richest man in the world to breakfast? It's simple, Unc.
To sell you this gold money clip that I won in a raffle.
- I need to pay my rent.
- Pay your rent? You mean you have no money? Not a lead cent.
What are you going to use to pay for breakfast? - Luck.
- Oh, Gladstone, I'll pay.
I cannot let you embarrass yourself like this.
That is customer number 999,999.
And you, sir, are our one millionth customer! [Music and cheering.]
Thanks.
Your prize is a year's free meals at our restaurant for yourself and a friend.
I don't believe it.
You see, Uncle Scrooge? I live on my luck.
I never worry about money.
Well, some of us do.
Come on.
You're worried about money? That witch, Magica De Spell is in town, and I just know she's thinking of ways to break into my money vault.
- [Plop.]
- What was that? Someone must have accidentally dropped this silver dollar in the pot.
I do wish you'd cut that out.
I don't believe in luck.
Oh, yeah? Then how do you explain your number-one dime? Uh Well, I suppose it's possible.
From the moment I earned it, my fortune has skyrocketed.
[Gladstone.]
Now that's a lucky charm I'd love to see.
[Scrooge.]
So would that witch Magica.
That's why I've just installed a set of intricate traps in the money bin.
Traps! That ruins everything.
I'll tell you what, Uncle.
I'll trade you the money clip for a peek at the dime.
- Deal? - Deal.
But you'll have to promise not to tell anyone about my new traps.
Hey, no problem.
No problem, indeed, Mr.
Lucky.
You have solved my problems at last.
[Zoom.]
So, Scroogey.
You have filled your money bin with clever traps to keep out Magica De Spell? Well, that lucky friend of yours will soon betray you.
Then I will have your number-one dime.
With my magic, I will turn it into a charm of great strength.
And then all the power and wealth in the world will be mine! Mine! Mine! [Evil laugh.]
[Thunder.]
Not bad for first thing in morning.
[Gladstone.]
That dime must be the most powerful good-luck charm in the world.
Don't exaggerate, Gladstone.
Stop right there.
Step where I step.
Why? What is this, hopscotch? More or less.
Because if you step on the wrong spot the game's over.
Holy horseshoes.
So that's what they mean by inflation.
And if a thief somehow managed to make it this far, he'd still have to get through these light beams.
[Alarms.]
Oh! Beam me up, Scotty! And if anyone maneuvered through that, they'd still have to deal with this.
I don't think you have anything to worry about.
No one could get through all this.
Don't be too sure, Gladstone.
Magica is a tricky old witch.
And she has more powers than you might suspect.
Even if someone was lucky enough to get through those traps, - they wouldn't know the combination.
- No.
I'm the only one who knows that.
Is that the number-one dime? Aye.
There she glows.
So your fortune is based on a lucky charm after all.
Nonsense.
It was blood, sweat and tears that earned me my cash.
Sounds soggy to me.
I'll keep trusting in my good old luck.
Thanks for the peek.
He'll never learn.
[Gladstone.]
What a lucky day.
I won three contests, a vacation to Ducko de Janeiro and a new wardrobe.
Wonder what's gonna happen before bedtime.
- [Phone ringing.]
- More good luck, I'll bet.
Hello.
- [Woman.]
Mr.
Gladstone Gander? - Yes.
This is the Duckburg Broadcasting Company, and you've won a chance to be on the million-dollar game show, Truth or Crunch-equences.
Of course I have.
Why don't you come down and see our talent coordinator for an interview? You could be on the show tonight.
Hold onto your rabbits' feet.
I'll be right over.
Fine.
We're at the Duckburg Palace Hotel, suite 412.
- And don't forget to bring your luck.
- I don't leave home without it.
That goose is in for the night of his life.
[Evil laugh.]
This is terrific.
A million-dollar game.
Now Scrooge will see how lucky I am.
- Luck be a lady tonight - Hello? - [Magica.]
Come in.
I mean [disguising voice.]
Come in, sweetie.
Are you the talent coordinator? Bingo.
And you're Gladstone Gander.
If you'll just come over here and sign these forms, we'll get you ready to break into Scrooge's money bin - and steal his number-one dime.
- What? Magic powers take this knave.
Make the goose my willing slave.
Duh That is better.
It hurts throat to talk like that.
Now then, little goose, you are in my power.
And I am going to use your good luck to get me past Scrooge's nasty traps.
Nasty traps.
Good.
Follow me.
Here it is, Scrooge's money bin.
Now then, darling, you hear what I tell you you hear.
You see what I tell you you see.
- You see? - Yes.
Whatever you say.
Fine.
And what I say is that you are on game show right now! [Gladstone.]
Truth or Crunch-equences.
Now, listen, pumpkin.
See doorway? On other side is maze that leads to door number one.
Open Jiminy! [Zap.]
I'm on TV.
Now look.
See, is host of our show, Bill Barker.
- [Howling.]
- [Crowd cheering.]
Hello and hi.
And me, I am Bill's lovely assistant, Vanna Black.
Now at the far end of the maze is the grand prize.
And it's yours if you can get to it.
Sure, I can get to it.
Luckiest goose in the world.
All right, Gladstone Gander, come on down.
[Magica as Vanna.]
Beat that maze! Beat that maze! [Crowd.]
Beat that maze! Beat that maze! Beat that maze! Beat that maze! [Laughing.]
Sorry, Mr.
Barker.
I didn't see you there.
[Gladstone.]
Beat that maze.
Beat that maze.
[Crowd.]
Beat that maze! Beat that maze! [Crashing.]
- [Applause.]
- Thank you.
Thank you.
Isn't he great, folks? [howls.]
Very good, Mr.
Gander.
Now on to the next trap maze.
This, I think I can help him.
The disco limbo competition.
I can do this.
Luckiest goose in the world.
Press the red button, honey.
That's phase two he's completed, folks.
Now on to phase three, Mr.
Gander.
For luck.
[Applause.]
Now what? [Bill Barker.]
Well, Mr.
Gander, you've made it to door number one.
Let's see if your luck holds out now as you spin to win.
[howls.]
Spin to win! I did it.
Door number one is open! Oh, my prize.
I won! I won! Powers of magic, ancient laws, leave this goose the way he was.
- Thank you, darling.
- What? Wha Where am I? You just stole Scrooge's number-one dime for me, silly goose.
You're Magica De Spell! - No! - Yes.
And because you have used your good luck for a wicked purpose, your luck is now and forever cursed.
[Evil laugh.]
So bad luck, old chump.
Bad luck? No.
No! No! I couldn't have lost my luck.
No.
I refuse to believe it.
Some money.
I still got the touch.
- [Bam.]
- Give that back to me, you thief! Help! Police! [Yelps.]
- [Growling.]
- Nice doggy.
Sit.
Sit.
[Barking.]
- [Screams.]
- [Crashes.]
I don't believe it.
I've lost my luck.
No food.
There's no money.
I'll have to get a job like normal people! [Crying.]
Breakfast! I want my free meal.
Oh, it is you.
Sorry, but there was a clerical error.
The winner was really the gentleman before you.
Uncle Scrooge? No! It's not fair.
I'm the lucky one! I won the food.
And stay out! I gotta get my luck back somehow.
Maybe if I went to Uncle Scrooge and told him what happened.
[Scrooge.]
I don't know what's the matter.
- Everything seems to be going wrong.
- [Phones ringing.]
- Hello! - [Man.]
Mr.
McDuck? This is your copper mine in Argentina.
What's your problem? If you want to stay in business, we're going to need scuba gear.
Oh, come on now, lad.
It cannot be that bad.
Send those people some water wings.
- [Phone rings.]
- McDuck here.
What's your problem? [Man.]
A freak accident, sir.
One of your grain ships has dumped oats all over Lake Michigander.
Well, see if the locals like oatmeal.
Look, sir.
The bottom's falling out of the market.
I don't believe this.
Where did all these problems come from? [Gladstone.]
I think I know.
Gladstone, my boy.
What's happened to you? You're not gonna like this.
Come, lad, tell me all about it.
I won't get upset.
OK.
[Scrooge shouting.]
My dime's gone? No wonder my business has gone to pot.
That miserable, rotten, low-down sorceress has got my dime! How do you think I feel? She's got my luck.
And the only way you're gonna get that back, bucko, is to recover the dime you took from me.
That's right.
Then you'll get your luck back too.
[Growling.]
Come on.
[Gladstone.]
We almost there, Uncle Scroo? Whoa! [Scrooge.]
Ow! Get off me.
Gladstone, if you're really cursed, go stand somewhere else! [Gladstone.]
Do you think she knows we're here, Uncle Scrooge? She knows, all right, my lad.
But it won't do her any good.
[Magica.]
So you have come at last, Scrooge McDuck.
And you brought a bad-luck charm too.
This should be good for a cackle.
Well, well, a very rich duck and a goose with no luck.
Give me back my dime, you loudmouth cloud.
Come and get it, if you can.
I got past your traps using good luck.
Let's see if bad luck gets you past mine.
Luck has nothing to do with it.
Tell me about it, darling.
[Evil laugh.]
- You think this is the right entrance? - It looks likely enough.
You know, I don't mind darkness, as long as it's bright.
Ow! [Rumbling.]
Come on! I wish you'd watch where you're going.
I never had to before.
Hey, was that one of Magica's traps? Could be, or maybe it was just you.
Why would Magica want to live in a place like this, anyway? She's a sorceress, lad, not an interior decorator.
- Yeah, well, this place gives me the - Shh! What? What is it? What do you see? - A rabbit's foot.
- Why, rabbits' feet are lucky.
We don't have to be afraid of those.
No, Gladstone, wait! - [Snort.]
- [Scrooge.]
It's a fire-breathing bunny.
[Stuttering.]
Nice bunny.
- [Roar.]
- [Gladstone shouts.]
[Shouting.]
I'd hate to see the Easter eggs he'd deliver.
Get out your lunchbox from your backpack.
Bad time for a picnic, Uncle Scrooge.
[Scrooge.]
No, the carrot sticks for the rabbit.
Hurry! Yeah, got it.
- Sorry.
- Jump.
Enough is enough.
[Roar.]
- [Roar.]
- [Splash.]
[Gurgling, choking.]
Go steam-clean something.
Come on.
We've got to stop Magica before she melts down my old number one.
Soon stars will be in proper configuration, and I will be making Scrooge's dime into part of my amulet.
Then it will control all other dimes in the world, not to mention all dollars too.
One dime to rule them all.
One dime to bind them.
[Evil laugh.]
Only doing my job.
We've hit some kind of maze.
We must be close to Magica's lair.
Which way should we go? Which way do you think? - Left.
- Fine.
We'll go right.
Why? [Crash.]
Your rotten luck, remember? We're getting close to her lair now.
And the traps are going to get a lot worse.
Help! What is this, a fun house? Why? Are you having fun? That fall must have scrambled my brains.
The ceiling looks like it's right on top of us.
Kilt McTartan! It is right on top of us.
Oh! We're gonna be web-footed waffles! Quick, give me your pack.
We've got to smash a mirror.
No way.
That's seven years' bad luck.
Not if we're squashed today.
Good point.
OK, which mirror? Quick, McDuck, think.
There.
That one.
- [Whack.]
- Oops.
You lug nut.
Scrooge, you are more resourceful than I thought.
Drop that dime, De Spell! Well, if that's what you really want.
No! Did I frighten you, Scroogey? Well, you should be.
For soon I will be richest, most powerful woman on planet, and you will be reduced to selling flowers on street corner.
Well, all plants need sunlight, Magica.
Even a poison ivy like you.
Ow! Now's your big chance, lad.
Stand behind her.
- Huh? - Trust me.
[Growling.]
Powers of darkness, heed my call.
Blow this jerk into that wall.
[Whirring.]
No.
Stop! Turn around! Go back! I must have put too much spin on it.
Not at all, Magica.
It was Gladstone's bad luck that did it.
Scrooge, I am going to knock you into next Tuesday! Quick, Gladstone, find my dime and let's get out of here.
- Right.
- Powers of darkness on the loose, send me rocks to cook their goose.
[Zap.]
Uh-oh.
- Hurry, Gladstone, hurry! - I found it! I found it! Let's get out of here.
No time.
Give me back the dime.
Got it.
[Magica laughs.]
You are finished now, McDuck! Through! Over! Kaput! [Scrooge.]
Not quite, Magica.
The instant I got my dime back, Gladstone's curse was lifted.
And then I luckily knocked us safely beneath the rocks.
Then luck your way out of this, hotshot.
- [Zap.]
- [Yawns.]
I don't believe it.
The warranty just ran out.
- Ta-ta, witchy.
- Better luck next dime! [Laughs.]
No! Is not fair! Curses, you hear me? Curses! - [Yelling.]
- [Thud.]
[Scrooge.]
Here we are, safe at home again.
And good fortune smiles on your financial empire once more.
Aye.
My ship full of oats soaked up an oil spill.
Which the government is paying me for.
And my flooded copper mine is full of mineral water, worth more than the copper is.
Plus the market is back up.
I'd call that a streak of good luck.
Luck? I would think after your recent problems you'd quit trusting in luck.
Why don't you get a decent job? Well, maybe I will, Uncle Scrooge.
But not till after I use this ticket for a one-year world cruise! All right, Gladstone, I give up.
How much do you want for your four-leaf clover? Come on, Unc.
I'll let you take me to breakfast today.
- 'Morning, Uncle Scrooge.
- So there you are, Gladstone.
Right on time.
I like punctuality.
And a free newspaper.
Thanks.
Still a cheapskate, I see.
Bite your tongue, lad.
I'm simply thrifty.
A quality you could work on a wee bit.
I don't need thrift.
I've got luck.
Money will get you through times of no luck, my boy.
Better than luck will get you through times of no money.
But I've never had any times of no luck.
I'm always lucky.
- Whoa! - [Crashes.]
[Laughing.]
Did you say "always lucky"? Yech! Yep.
Always lucky.
Why on earth would you treat the richest man in the world to breakfast? It's simple, Unc.
To sell you this gold money clip that I won in a raffle.
- I need to pay my rent.
- Pay your rent? You mean you have no money? Not a lead cent.
What are you going to use to pay for breakfast? - Luck.
- Oh, Gladstone, I'll pay.
I cannot let you embarrass yourself like this.
That is customer number 999,999.
And you, sir, are our one millionth customer! [Music and cheering.]
Thanks.
Your prize is a year's free meals at our restaurant for yourself and a friend.
I don't believe it.
You see, Uncle Scrooge? I live on my luck.
I never worry about money.
Well, some of us do.
Come on.
You're worried about money? That witch, Magica De Spell is in town, and I just know she's thinking of ways to break into my money vault.
- [Plop.]
- What was that? Someone must have accidentally dropped this silver dollar in the pot.
I do wish you'd cut that out.
I don't believe in luck.
Oh, yeah? Then how do you explain your number-one dime? Uh Well, I suppose it's possible.
From the moment I earned it, my fortune has skyrocketed.
[Gladstone.]
Now that's a lucky charm I'd love to see.
[Scrooge.]
So would that witch Magica.
That's why I've just installed a set of intricate traps in the money bin.
Traps! That ruins everything.
I'll tell you what, Uncle.
I'll trade you the money clip for a peek at the dime.
- Deal? - Deal.
But you'll have to promise not to tell anyone about my new traps.
Hey, no problem.
No problem, indeed, Mr.
Lucky.
You have solved my problems at last.
[Zoom.]
So, Scroogey.
You have filled your money bin with clever traps to keep out Magica De Spell? Well, that lucky friend of yours will soon betray you.
Then I will have your number-one dime.
With my magic, I will turn it into a charm of great strength.
And then all the power and wealth in the world will be mine! Mine! Mine! [Evil laugh.]
[Thunder.]
Not bad for first thing in morning.
[Gladstone.]
That dime must be the most powerful good-luck charm in the world.
Don't exaggerate, Gladstone.
Stop right there.
Step where I step.
Why? What is this, hopscotch? More or less.
Because if you step on the wrong spot the game's over.
Holy horseshoes.
So that's what they mean by inflation.
And if a thief somehow managed to make it this far, he'd still have to get through these light beams.
[Alarms.]
Oh! Beam me up, Scotty! And if anyone maneuvered through that, they'd still have to deal with this.
I don't think you have anything to worry about.
No one could get through all this.
Don't be too sure, Gladstone.
Magica is a tricky old witch.
And she has more powers than you might suspect.
Even if someone was lucky enough to get through those traps, - they wouldn't know the combination.
- No.
I'm the only one who knows that.
Is that the number-one dime? Aye.
There she glows.
So your fortune is based on a lucky charm after all.
Nonsense.
It was blood, sweat and tears that earned me my cash.
Sounds soggy to me.
I'll keep trusting in my good old luck.
Thanks for the peek.
He'll never learn.
[Gladstone.]
What a lucky day.
I won three contests, a vacation to Ducko de Janeiro and a new wardrobe.
Wonder what's gonna happen before bedtime.
- [Phone ringing.]
- More good luck, I'll bet.
Hello.
- [Woman.]
Mr.
Gladstone Gander? - Yes.
This is the Duckburg Broadcasting Company, and you've won a chance to be on the million-dollar game show, Truth or Crunch-equences.
Of course I have.
Why don't you come down and see our talent coordinator for an interview? You could be on the show tonight.
Hold onto your rabbits' feet.
I'll be right over.
Fine.
We're at the Duckburg Palace Hotel, suite 412.
- And don't forget to bring your luck.
- I don't leave home without it.
That goose is in for the night of his life.
[Evil laugh.]
This is terrific.
A million-dollar game.
Now Scrooge will see how lucky I am.
- Luck be a lady tonight - Hello? - [Magica.]
Come in.
I mean [disguising voice.]
Come in, sweetie.
Are you the talent coordinator? Bingo.
And you're Gladstone Gander.
If you'll just come over here and sign these forms, we'll get you ready to break into Scrooge's money bin - and steal his number-one dime.
- What? Magic powers take this knave.
Make the goose my willing slave.
Duh That is better.
It hurts throat to talk like that.
Now then, little goose, you are in my power.
And I am going to use your good luck to get me past Scrooge's nasty traps.
Nasty traps.
Good.
Follow me.
Here it is, Scrooge's money bin.
Now then, darling, you hear what I tell you you hear.
You see what I tell you you see.
- You see? - Yes.
Whatever you say.
Fine.
And what I say is that you are on game show right now! [Gladstone.]
Truth or Crunch-equences.
Now, listen, pumpkin.
See doorway? On other side is maze that leads to door number one.
Open Jiminy! [Zap.]
I'm on TV.
Now look.
See, is host of our show, Bill Barker.
- [Howling.]
- [Crowd cheering.]
Hello and hi.
And me, I am Bill's lovely assistant, Vanna Black.
Now at the far end of the maze is the grand prize.
And it's yours if you can get to it.
Sure, I can get to it.
Luckiest goose in the world.
All right, Gladstone Gander, come on down.
[Magica as Vanna.]
Beat that maze! Beat that maze! [Crowd.]
Beat that maze! Beat that maze! Beat that maze! Beat that maze! [Laughing.]
Sorry, Mr.
Barker.
I didn't see you there.
[Gladstone.]
Beat that maze.
Beat that maze.
[Crowd.]
Beat that maze! Beat that maze! [Crashing.]
- [Applause.]
- Thank you.
Thank you.
Isn't he great, folks? [howls.]
Very good, Mr.
Gander.
Now on to the next trap maze.
This, I think I can help him.
The disco limbo competition.
I can do this.
Luckiest goose in the world.
Press the red button, honey.
That's phase two he's completed, folks.
Now on to phase three, Mr.
Gander.
For luck.
[Applause.]
Now what? [Bill Barker.]
Well, Mr.
Gander, you've made it to door number one.
Let's see if your luck holds out now as you spin to win.
[howls.]
Spin to win! I did it.
Door number one is open! Oh, my prize.
I won! I won! Powers of magic, ancient laws, leave this goose the way he was.
- Thank you, darling.
- What? Wha Where am I? You just stole Scrooge's number-one dime for me, silly goose.
You're Magica De Spell! - No! - Yes.
And because you have used your good luck for a wicked purpose, your luck is now and forever cursed.
[Evil laugh.]
So bad luck, old chump.
Bad luck? No.
No! No! I couldn't have lost my luck.
No.
I refuse to believe it.
Some money.
I still got the touch.
- [Bam.]
- Give that back to me, you thief! Help! Police! [Yelps.]
- [Growling.]
- Nice doggy.
Sit.
Sit.
[Barking.]
- [Screams.]
- [Crashes.]
I don't believe it.
I've lost my luck.
No food.
There's no money.
I'll have to get a job like normal people! [Crying.]
Breakfast! I want my free meal.
Oh, it is you.
Sorry, but there was a clerical error.
The winner was really the gentleman before you.
Uncle Scrooge? No! It's not fair.
I'm the lucky one! I won the food.
And stay out! I gotta get my luck back somehow.
Maybe if I went to Uncle Scrooge and told him what happened.
[Scrooge.]
I don't know what's the matter.
- Everything seems to be going wrong.
- [Phones ringing.]
- Hello! - [Man.]
Mr.
McDuck? This is your copper mine in Argentina.
What's your problem? If you want to stay in business, we're going to need scuba gear.
Oh, come on now, lad.
It cannot be that bad.
Send those people some water wings.
- [Phone rings.]
- McDuck here.
What's your problem? [Man.]
A freak accident, sir.
One of your grain ships has dumped oats all over Lake Michigander.
Well, see if the locals like oatmeal.
Look, sir.
The bottom's falling out of the market.
I don't believe this.
Where did all these problems come from? [Gladstone.]
I think I know.
Gladstone, my boy.
What's happened to you? You're not gonna like this.
Come, lad, tell me all about it.
I won't get upset.
OK.
[Scrooge shouting.]
My dime's gone? No wonder my business has gone to pot.
That miserable, rotten, low-down sorceress has got my dime! How do you think I feel? She's got my luck.
And the only way you're gonna get that back, bucko, is to recover the dime you took from me.
That's right.
Then you'll get your luck back too.
[Growling.]
Come on.
[Gladstone.]
We almost there, Uncle Scroo? Whoa! [Scrooge.]
Ow! Get off me.
Gladstone, if you're really cursed, go stand somewhere else! [Gladstone.]
Do you think she knows we're here, Uncle Scrooge? She knows, all right, my lad.
But it won't do her any good.
[Magica.]
So you have come at last, Scrooge McDuck.
And you brought a bad-luck charm too.
This should be good for a cackle.
Well, well, a very rich duck and a goose with no luck.
Give me back my dime, you loudmouth cloud.
Come and get it, if you can.
I got past your traps using good luck.
Let's see if bad luck gets you past mine.
Luck has nothing to do with it.
Tell me about it, darling.
[Evil laugh.]
- You think this is the right entrance? - It looks likely enough.
You know, I don't mind darkness, as long as it's bright.
Ow! [Rumbling.]
Come on! I wish you'd watch where you're going.
I never had to before.
Hey, was that one of Magica's traps? Could be, or maybe it was just you.
Why would Magica want to live in a place like this, anyway? She's a sorceress, lad, not an interior decorator.
- Yeah, well, this place gives me the - Shh! What? What is it? What do you see? - A rabbit's foot.
- Why, rabbits' feet are lucky.
We don't have to be afraid of those.
No, Gladstone, wait! - [Snort.]
- [Scrooge.]
It's a fire-breathing bunny.
[Stuttering.]
Nice bunny.
- [Roar.]
- [Gladstone shouts.]
[Shouting.]
I'd hate to see the Easter eggs he'd deliver.
Get out your lunchbox from your backpack.
Bad time for a picnic, Uncle Scrooge.
[Scrooge.]
No, the carrot sticks for the rabbit.
Hurry! Yeah, got it.
- Sorry.
- Jump.
Enough is enough.
[Roar.]
- [Roar.]
- [Splash.]
[Gurgling, choking.]
Go steam-clean something.
Come on.
We've got to stop Magica before she melts down my old number one.
Soon stars will be in proper configuration, and I will be making Scrooge's dime into part of my amulet.
Then it will control all other dimes in the world, not to mention all dollars too.
One dime to rule them all.
One dime to bind them.
[Evil laugh.]
Only doing my job.
We've hit some kind of maze.
We must be close to Magica's lair.
Which way should we go? Which way do you think? - Left.
- Fine.
We'll go right.
Why? [Crash.]
Your rotten luck, remember? We're getting close to her lair now.
And the traps are going to get a lot worse.
Help! What is this, a fun house? Why? Are you having fun? That fall must have scrambled my brains.
The ceiling looks like it's right on top of us.
Kilt McTartan! It is right on top of us.
Oh! We're gonna be web-footed waffles! Quick, give me your pack.
We've got to smash a mirror.
No way.
That's seven years' bad luck.
Not if we're squashed today.
Good point.
OK, which mirror? Quick, McDuck, think.
There.
That one.
- [Whack.]
- Oops.
You lug nut.
Scrooge, you are more resourceful than I thought.
Drop that dime, De Spell! Well, if that's what you really want.
No! Did I frighten you, Scroogey? Well, you should be.
For soon I will be richest, most powerful woman on planet, and you will be reduced to selling flowers on street corner.
Well, all plants need sunlight, Magica.
Even a poison ivy like you.
Ow! Now's your big chance, lad.
Stand behind her.
- Huh? - Trust me.
[Growling.]
Powers of darkness, heed my call.
Blow this jerk into that wall.
[Whirring.]
No.
Stop! Turn around! Go back! I must have put too much spin on it.
Not at all, Magica.
It was Gladstone's bad luck that did it.
Scrooge, I am going to knock you into next Tuesday! Quick, Gladstone, find my dime and let's get out of here.
- Right.
- Powers of darkness on the loose, send me rocks to cook their goose.
[Zap.]
Uh-oh.
- Hurry, Gladstone, hurry! - I found it! I found it! Let's get out of here.
No time.
Give me back the dime.
Got it.
[Magica laughs.]
You are finished now, McDuck! Through! Over! Kaput! [Scrooge.]
Not quite, Magica.
The instant I got my dime back, Gladstone's curse was lifted.
And then I luckily knocked us safely beneath the rocks.
Then luck your way out of this, hotshot.
- [Zap.]
- [Yawns.]
I don't believe it.
The warranty just ran out.
- Ta-ta, witchy.
- Better luck next dime! [Laughs.]
No! Is not fair! Curses, you hear me? Curses! - [Yelling.]
- [Thud.]
[Scrooge.]
Here we are, safe at home again.
And good fortune smiles on your financial empire once more.
Aye.
My ship full of oats soaked up an oil spill.
Which the government is paying me for.
And my flooded copper mine is full of mineral water, worth more than the copper is.
Plus the market is back up.
I'd call that a streak of good luck.
Luck? I would think after your recent problems you'd quit trusting in luck.
Why don't you get a decent job? Well, maybe I will, Uncle Scrooge.
But not till after I use this ticket for a one-year world cruise! All right, Gladstone, I give up.
How much do you want for your four-leaf clover? Come on, Unc.
I'll let you take me to breakfast today.