Ah-hyuck!
♪ H-h-h-hit it ♪
♪ Like father, like son ♪
♪ You're always number one ♪
[both] Yes!
♪ There's buddies There's pals ♪
Yeah!
♪ You always seem to work things out ♪
♪ Can't you see you're two of a kind ♪
♪ Lookin' for a real good time ♪
Whoa!
♪ A real good time ♪
Aah!
♪ Report to the Goof Troop ♪
♪ And we'll always stick together ♪
♪ Always stick together ♪
♪ We're the Goof Troop ♪
♪ The best of friends forever ♪
♪ Side by side wherever we go ♪
♪ We're always ready to roll ♪
♪ Now gimme a beat ♪
♪ We're the Goof Troop ♪
♪ And we always stick together ♪
Gawrsh!
♪ We're the Goof Troop ♪
♪ The best of friends forever ♪
♪ Now we're calling everyone ♪
♪ Come along and join the fun ♪
♪ Report to the Goof Troop ♪
♪ Baa ba doo da bop baa ba doo bop ♪
Yeah!
[Pete] And that's not all!
Feast your eyes on this puppy, Wanda Jean.
I got this for "most RV sales during an oil crisis".
Well, you've certainty accomplished a lot since high school.
Now, I've got just got to go--
Oh, wait, wait! I've got something even better!
But I only need one award for the reunion banquet.
Ready? I'm buildin' the world's tallest skateboard ramp!
Oh great! Well we'll run with that one!
Now I've gotta go interview Goofy.
For what?
His achievements since high school.
[laughs] That'll be a short meeting!
Dad, too cool!
You were on the basketball team?
Oh, naw. Fell out of the stands. Ah-hyuck!
Oh.
Oh, how about the swim team?
Nope.
Hey, looky there, Max.
You look just like me!
I don't think so, Dad.
-Football? -Uh-uh.
Ah-hyuck! Thought I'd lost this!
Hey, my high-school sweater!
I'll wear it to the reunion.
Max, get that?
Max? Hold on! Here I come.
[screams]
Ah-hyuck! Wanda Jean Schmettzer.
Ah-hyuck! I haven't seen you since graduation.
Or was it yesterday?
Oh, hello, Goofy.
Oh, you must be Goofy Jr.
And don't you look exactly like your dad!
[Goofy] Yep! That's my boy!
We're like two peas in a pod,
two, uh, flies on-- huh? On a hotdog,
two warts on a pickle.
Two strikes and you're out.
[Wanda Jean] Goofy,
we want everyone at the reunion to get an award.
So tell me what you've done since graduation.
I had my diploma framed.
-[uneasy laughter] -I'm looking for something
a little more, say, out of the ordinary.
Oh! Well, I got a job, a cat, and my boy here!
No, Dad, she means something exciting,
unique, amazing!
Oh, I get it.
Well, I once threw waffles in the trash
and had to rescue her from the garbage truck.
Had to run way over to the city dump...
-You know, I just-- -...in just undershorts.
That's not really--
-If you just... -Wouldn't have been so bad,
but I stepped in a tub of rancid oleo
and had to have it surgically removed by a doctor
-with a clothespin on his nose. -Here, Max.
If he comes up with something in the next few days,
-fill this out. -Check.
She's gone, Dad.
Oh.
An award would be cool! You should go for it!
Oh, I don't wanna do any wild stunts, Max.
Folks will think I'm crazy! Whoa!
-[P.J.] I'm telling you, you do so! -[Max] Do not!
You don't know what you're talking about.
-[P.J.] You do so, man! -[Max] You need glasses!
I can't believe you don't see it, Max!
You look just like your dad!
-Uh, I got an idea, toadstool. -What?
You promise not to say that again,
and I promise not to rearrange your earlobes.
Say, what? You look just like your dad?
Death! That's it!
But you do!
Peej, let's try this one last time, OK?
Look at these ears.
Nothin' like my dad's!
Hey, look at my hair! Ditto! My chin, my eyes!
Totally, totally different!
P.J., I'm nothing like my dad!
[screaming]
[laughs] Yeah! Right, Max-o.
You and your dad even fall alike! [laughs]
Cork it, P.J.!
[P.J. laughing]
OK! OK! Truce, man!
So you gonna teach me that 50/50 axle grind or what?
-Think you can handle it? -Try me.
Follow, if you can!
You're on.
Aah!
Looks like a 50/50 nose grind to me, Peej.
[grunts] I don't know, Max.
Maybe my center of gravity is too high, huh?
Naw, it's this junky old ramp, P.J.
We need a bigger one!
Like your dad's!
Wow! Now that's a ramp!
[P.J.] And it's not even finished yet!
My dad's building it for that big sales thing, you know,
with slammer McTwist.
Man, if we had a half-pipe like that,
we'd get even more speed, and then we'd--
Kill ourselves?
Let's try it out.
Yeah, but my dad--
Ah, we won't hurt anything, Peej.
Come on.
Come on, Peej. I'll beat you to the top!
Whoo-hoo! Yeah!
I don't know. I still like something
a little more low-risk, like sleeping.
Watch this! Over the top.
Oh!
Just what in the wide, wide world of sports
do you think you're doin'?
Uh, as you know, sir,
physical dexterity is very important to today's youth,
so we were just improving our coordination skills.
Oh, really?
Well, I'll improve your dexterity for ya!
You two stay off this thing, see?
-Oh, yes, sir! [stammering] -Understood, Sir!
Absolutely!
This is the biggest stunt I ever cooked up.
Customers will come from miles around.
So I don't want anybody messing with my ramp,
and that means you! Whoa!
Yipes!
Beat it, kid!
You're just a carbon copy of your old man anyway.
A goof!
[Goofy] Not hungry, Max?
I made your favorite, ketchup spaghetti!
Wanna talk about it?
Talk about what?
Whatever it is that got ya so down.
Well, if someone said you always goofed things up,
what would you do?
Well, I usually do goof things up!
But, say you weren't related to that person?
[sucking]
It wouldn't bother me.
But if it did bother you--
wait a minute, Max. What're you gettin' at?
Pete! He said you're a goof and I'm just like you!
Oh.
I know! I'm gonna do something to make ya proud of me!
Like what?
Something wonderful,
unique, exciting!
I'm gonna win me one of them awards!
[Max] This is gonna cinch it, Dad!
Just don't lose your balance!
I'll get Wanda Jean,
and when I give you the sign, go!
You got it, coach!
[panting]
Look, Mrs Schmettzer!
First running long-jump on stilts.
[whistles]
Whoa!
[yelps]
[screaming]
[crash]
Sorry.
Don't go away! We'll be back!
Ah-hyuck! How was that?
This will do it for sure, Dad.
The first alumni to walk on water.
Ah-hyuck! Kind of squishy!
Be right back with Wanda Jean!
[gasping]
[quacking]
Whoa!
[laughs]
[yelping]
Yikes! Help. [glugging]
Never mind.
Nice try.
[Goofy, muffled] Thanks.
[screams]
[rocket firing]
[screams]
Max, I'm not gonna get that award now.
Hey! At least you tried! That's what you tell me.
Oh, I feel like I let ya down.
There's only one cure for a case like this.
A triple pepperoni-pineapple pizza!
Naw.
With those little fishies on it?
[cars honking]
[Goofy] I hope this isn't a line for pizza!
[honking]
[Pete] Now, don't shove, folks!
Slammer McTwist will be out in just a minute!
Oh, I forgot!
Dad? Can we rain check the pizza?
I've got to see the show!
[all] Slammer! Slammer! Slammer!
All right, all right! You asked for him, you got him!
World skateboard champ Slammer McTwist!
[all cheering]
[whistling and cheering]
[cheering loudly]
And now Slammer will set a new world record
by skating down the world's tallest ramp,
built and owned by yours truly, thank you.
Whoa. That's the ramp? No way, dude.
Now look here, you little punk.
I built this ramp, and you're going down it, see?
Forget you, man.
Oh, but, Slammer, baby!
It's unique! Exciting! No one's ever done it before!
[Slammer] Hey, there's no one crazy enough to run that ramp!
I'll do it!
You?
Dad!
[chatter]
OK, Dad. You just roll off like this.
Yeah.
Now alley-oop to turn back around.
Ah-hyuck! Got it!
[screaming]
Better try something simpler.
Now, just steer around the obstacles, Dad.
[gulps] What do you mean steer?
I don't know, maybe we could try training wheels.
Whoa!
OK, Dad, let's try just standing on the board.
Well, shucks, that's easy!
Whoa! [screaming]
Poor Dad.
Well, at least now you won't have to do that stunt.
[coughs]
What am I doin' here? I got a show to do!
My public awaits!
[screaming]
[crash]
Dad?
What makes you think he's here, Max?
Well, where else would he go, Peej? Hurry!
Uh-oh! Too late!
-Dad! -Mr. G.!
Whoa! [screaming]
Dad's gone ballistic!
What if he wakes up and wants to do it again?
Leave it to old Maxie.
But what about the stunt, Max?
-Oh, yeah. [gasps]
Not to worry, Peej. We're gonna do it!
-What? -I said we're gonna do it!
But who'll believe we're your dad?
Everyone. After all, I look just like him!
[Pete] We'll bend over backwards! We'll do cartwheels!
We'll go the extra mile...
Catch up, Peej!
[P.J.] But I can't see!
You don't want to.
[crowd] Goof! Goof! Goof! Goof!
Goof! Goof! Goof! Goof! Goof! Goof!
[P.J.] I'm feelin' faint.
Relax, P.J.! We're gonna pull this off.
Whoa!
[P.J.] Oh, man. I'm gonna throw up.
I know I'm gonna throw up!
[Goofy, knocking on door] Hey! Let me out of here!
Mr. Goofy?
[Goofy] Pistol? Open the door, sweetie!
[stammering] But how can you be in there
and be on my daddy's ramp at the same time,
um, explain that, will you, please?
[Goofy] I'm not up there!
Um, well, it sure looks like you.
Gee whiz! He's got your sweater,
which is a little bit baggy, by the way, and--
Oh, no! Max!
[grunts]
And now, go-for-it goof will attempt
to ride the tallest skateboard ramp in history! Go!
Here I come! [forced chuckle]
[P.J.] Forget it, Max. I've changed my mind.
Come on, Peej! My dad risked his neck
to win that award for me. I've got to help him.
Yeah, but, Max, if you do the stunt,
it'll be your award, not his!
You're right! This is all bogus!
[P.J.] Yeah. So let's call it off, OK?
-[Max] I'm with you, dude. -[P.J. sighs]
Uh, P.J., we're gonna have to continue
this conversation later.
-[P.J.] Why? -[both screaming]
[crowd gasping]
We did it, Max!
Yeah! We did.
[both] One more time!
All right!
[cheering]
Warp speed!
[both screaming]
Hold on, P.J.!
[P.J.] On to what?
[both] Whoa!
[cheering]
Got to save Max!
[Pistol] Oh, oh! Can I have a ride too, please?
I'll wear my seat belt!
50/50 axle grind, P.J.! I knew you could do it.
[screams]
Uh-oh! Backside alley-oop, Peej!
Awesome!
[Max] Ahhh!
Max? P.J.?
Dad!
Give me your hand, son!
[truck honking]
[screams] Left P.J.! Left!
No, no! Your other left!
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Wow! A triple McTwist!
Cool!
[P.J.] I wanna get off this ride!
Leave it to me!
Ah-hyuck! I can stop on a dime!
[train whistle]
And here comes our change!
[screaming]
Oh, my goodness!
[Max and P.J. screaming]
[crash]
Oh, Goofy, that was marvelous!
That's worth an award any day!
Really?
[imitating Goofy] I mean, really?
Ain't that grand?
Now what do you say we sell some cars?
Am I late?
Goofy? Then who's this?
Uh, mmm, Goofy Jr., ma'am. [hiccups]
Oh, dear. Now I can't give you that award.
I'm sorry, Dad.
I'm sorry, son.
You're sorry?
And the award for losing the most hair since graduation,
Curly Jensen!
[crowd clapping and cheering]
I failed ya, Maxie.
What? You were awesome, Dad!
You took on that ramp
when even slammer chickened out!
[Wanda] And before we close,
I have a very special award,
the best father and son in the class.
Oh, ain't that sweet?
Not just because he'd do anything for his son,
but because his son would do anything for him.
Congratulations...
Goofy!
Ah-hyuck! Gosh. Thanks!
Ah-hyuck! He's just a chip off the old block!
A small chip!
Well, actually, more like a... Splint.
No, no, no, maybe sawdust.
♪ Gimme a beat ♪
[theme music playing]
Yeah!