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!
[Max] There she goes!
[P.J.] Don't let her get away!
Aah!
Help! Help! Help! Help! Help! Help! Help!
[barking]
They're headed for the backyard.
We got 'em cornered. Go for it!
Have you ever noticed
how easy it is to lure boys into a trap?
I think it must be some sort of a feminine thing.
Whoa!
Yeow!
[crash]
I just love being a girl, don't you?
[coughing]
So much for bein' nice guys.
It's the end of little sisters as we know them.
[both] Get her!
Now, that's what I call a snowman--
artistic, elegant,
and cute as a bug's ear. Ah-hyuck!
Huh?
Hmm. Must need to warm up my eyeballs.
Help, help, help, help, help!
Whoa. Take it easy, pistol.
There's nothin' to be afraid of.
Wanna bet?
Huh?
Whoa!
Thank you, Mr G.
You make a swell bomb shelter.
Hiya, Popster!
Hi, Mr G.! Uh...
Kids--really somethin', aren't they?
Hey, where are you goin'?
Ha-ha! Would ya look at that?
Whoa! Come back here, you pernickety snowball!
Ha-ha. Aw, this is too good to pass up.
I'm gonna pop myself a snowgoof! Ha-ha-ha!
Petey, look out!
[crash]
What are you lookin' at?
Pete! Are you OK?
Of course I'm OK!
What's the big idea, throwin' a snowman at me?
And an ugly one, at that.
Gawrsh, I'm sorry, Pete,
but I didn't exactly throw him. You see--
All I see is my mailbox smashed to smithereenies.
What are you gonna do about that,
you menace to sociology? Huh? What? Talk! Speak!
Haven't you got any sense of responsibility?
Gawrsh, Petey, I'll be glad to fix it for ya.
You're darn right you will.
And get Mount Rushmore off my car
while you're at it!
I'll send you a bill for any infernal damages.
Oh, thanks, Petey.
Ha-ha! What a goof.
I could sell him green cheese from the moon.
Another bill, bill, bill, bill. Ah. Pizza whiz!
It's about time I saw some return on that investment.
Payment due by the end of the week
or our house will be towed away?
If Peg finds out about this,
I'm a dead man.
[mumbling]
[snoring]
My house... [mumbling]
What am I gonna do?
That business is so bad, even I couldn't sell it.
Why me? Why me?
If Peg finds out about this, I'm a dead man.
[bell dings]
The Goofster!
Yes! Yes! The goof will buy it.
That mushbrain will buy anything I tell him to.
I can't wait till mornin'.
[laughing]
Hmm. Somethin's wrong here.
Goof lips, I'd like to make an offer you can't refuse.
Wait a second, Petey.
I think I got our mailboxes on backwards.
You said you wanted them fixed.
Oh, never mind what I said. Listen to what I'm saying.
Here you go, Goofmeister.
Uh, thanks, Pete.
Now, how's about some fresh, hot pizza?
Pizza? Gawrsh, that sounds hunky-dory.
Ah-hyuck! Can I have the works?
Heh-heh. There's nothin' I'd like better.
You see, neighbour, I've been thinkin'.
You gotta get that little kid of yours
outta the snow and into a job
where he can learn some responsibility, see?
[Pete] Maybe he could, oh...
Deliver pizza.
Pizza's a good idea.
But you know he's gotta get hired first.
Here. Have another.
Don't mind if I do. Ah-hyuck!
But where could he find such a job?
Unless... of course! You could hire him!
I could?
Sure.
By goin' into business for yourself,
ownin' your own pizza whiz,
just like this one here, neighbour.
Gawrsh! Is this the offer I can't refuse?
I'll let you have it for a song.
You mean I just have to sing for it? Ah-hyuck! What do you want to hear?
The sound of your checkbook hittin' a major chord.
[Max] Delivering pizza in the morning?
Dad, have you been abducted by aliens?
Now, Maxie, it's a swell idea.
You'll deliver, and I'll cook.
But, Pop, who else besides big old fat Pete
eats pizza at 6:00 in the morning?
Now, you're gonna be a man soon,
and you've got to learn responsibility.
[sigh] All right, Dad.
I'll resign myself to a life of servitude.
Not servitude. Serve the food.
-Hyuck! -Yeah, I know. Pizza.
[rooster crows]
[alarm ringing]
Rise and shine! Pizza time!
We deliver in a whiz!
[yawns]
Swell.
[telephone rings]
Pizza whiz. We deliver in a...
[yawns]
Wizard.
We certainly do.
Hamburger, olives, Sauerkraut...
Green peppers, red chilis...
1/2 anchovy, 1/16 pepperoni,
1/4 sausage, 3/8 onion, 9/24 bell pepper...
Gawrsh, I shoulda bought me a slide rule.
Now, son, be careful out there.
The roads are slippery. And keep awake.
Sure, dad, sure.
What a kid. Reminds me of me.
Well, he should.
He's a chip off the old blockhead. Ah-hyuck!
Pizza for breakfast-- new marketing trend?
I'm a kid, not a corporate invader.
I'm gonna get out of this
if it's the last thing I do.
The heck with responsibility,
the heck with being a man.
The heck with--
Aah! Help!
Help!
[growling]
[barking]
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Move it, Max!
[barking]
Whoa! Whoa!
Yeow!
Help! Whoo-hoo-hoo!
[crash]
Oh! What happened?
Son, are you all right?
Are you hurt?
[bell dings]
Ow! Ow! My leg!
We've got to get him to a doctor!
No! No! My dad. Dial 555-pizza.
Gee, Dad, I really wanted
to deliver those pizzas for you.
Maxie boy, you're more important to me
than any pizza delivery.
Oh, I should never have sent you out there
in them ferocious elements in the first place.
You coulda broken something.
Oh! You're right, dad.
Now don't you worry none, son.
Your pizza deliverin' days are over.
Gee, Dad, I feel better already.
In fact, you'll never have to deliver another pizza
for the rest of your life.
Dad! It's a miracle! I can walk.
From now on,
I'll deliver the pizza, and you can cook.
What do you think of that?
Gosh, Pop, I just don't have the words
to express what I really feel.
OK, world, here I am again!
[Peg] How dare you?
Unloading that pizza bust on poor Goofy!
But, sweatband, you said--
I know what I said!
And having that dear, sweet Max out
delivering pizza before dawn.
Nearly breaking his neck!
-Give them your business. -Huh?
A promotional--
a free pizza to anyone who test drives a used car.
But that's... Not a bad idea.
Product tags have been selling.
You're brilliant, my little eggplant parmagioonie!
Ooh! Oh!
P.J., you just gotta help me.
Uh, can I eat what we don't sell?
You can stuff your ears full of the stuff.
Ha-ha! When do we start, brother chef?
Pizza!
Free pizza!
Anyone who test drives
one of my triple "z" used cars!
I'll drive one!
-Me, too. -Sign me up.
Anchovy and peppers.
Yecch!
Onion and pepperoni!
Onion and pepperoni.
Barf!
Garlic and parsley.
Blecch!
Garlic and parsley. Check.
Sounds great.
[cat screeching]
Garlic and parsley comin' up!
Mushrooms and asparagus!
Order up!
Whoa! Gawrsh!
Marshmallow and peanut butter!
Order down!
Anchovy!
[shouting orders]
-Anchovy! -Rutabaga!
-[Goofy] Peanut butter! -Green pepper!
-Go, dad, go! -[cat meowing]
Gangway! Comin' through!
Go for it, Mr. G!
[all sigh]
Come one, come all!
Pizzas for everybody!
Boy, am I gonna clean up today.
Hey, this ain't anchovy and peppers!
Where's the onion and pepperoni?
I asked for garlic and parsley.
Gawrsh, I musta got 'em mixed up.
Oh, my gosh!
What kind of phony deal is this?
Bait and switch!
Pizza fight!
No. Wait. Let's talk this over.
Pizza fight! Goody goody goody!
Oh, please!
Let's see. Squash and banana,
kiwi fruit and sausage...
No! Please! Don't--
Goofster!
Eggroll and jelly,
meatball and garbanzo bean...
Mm. Shrimp and gherkin.
Not bad. Needs some salt, though.
Stop it! This is my other suit!
Maybe next time we can have an ice cream party.
[Max] Dad, how could you get the orders mixed up?
I think I got swept in the passion of the moment.
[clatter]
[growling]
Hiya, Pete.
Did you sell any used cars?
Dad, watch your blood pressure.
[gulp] That's what I was afraid of.
Grrr!
I don't suppose you'd like your bill.
Oh, I got a bill of my own--
a bill for the clean-up, you goof!
If the pizza joint doesn't drive you outta town,
this will!
[gulp] Gawrsh.
Maxie, I got something to tell you.
If the pizza whiz doesn't show a profit by tomorrow night,
our house will be towed away.
Towed away? But what about us?
We'll be thrown out on the street penniless.
Son, you sure you want to do this?
Dad, you're the chef, and I'm the delivery boy.
Now remember-- get each order right.
What a kid. Ah-hyuck!
Slice off the old pizza pie. Ah-hyuck!
[telephone ringing]
Pizza whiz. Chefy Goofy at your service.
I'm gonna be the best delivery boy ever.
Neither snow nor sleet...
[barking]
[whimpering]
Nor barking dog shall stop me from my appointed rounds!
Two hundred and twenty-nine... two hundred and thirty.
Two-thirty!
Is it enough, Mr P?
It's perfect for the car lot clean-up, little Gooferamus.
I mean is it enough
to keep our house from being towed away?
Oh, well, you know,
it breaks my heart to say it,
little...whatever your name is,
but you're toast.
Pete, will you say goodbye to your family for us?
Huh? Yeah. Whatever.
Well, the tow truck should be arrvin' here
in about 9 hours, 15 minutes, and 22 seconds.
[snoring]
Bye-bye, Goofster. Heh-heh-heh.
Drop us a line sometime...
Not.
Goodbye, Goofy.
[snore]
Goodbye, Max.
Goofy! Max!
What?
Got to save them!
But, my little snowflake, you're delirious.
[crash]
What was that?
We're moving!
Goodbye, readin' lamp.
Goodbye, banister.
Stop this house!
What's that?
Look!
Gawrsh!
Not this house! That house!
My house!
Nope. Work order says this address.
Accordin' to the addresses on these mailboxes,
you're it. Sorry, bud.
No! Stop! It's all been a mistake!
Can't stop now. I'm on a schedule.
Whoa!
Whoa.
Whee! We're takin' a trip.
No school. Goody, goody, goody.
Peter!
Well, punkin lips,
you see, it was like this...
We gotta do somethin', and fast!
You're right, Maxie.
Max! Pete's snowmobile!
Grab your helmet!
You, too, waffles.
[meow]
[P.J.] Look!
Pop, are you sure you know what you're doin'?
Aw, shucks, it's just like ridin' a rolly coaster
without the wheels.
-Whaa-ooo-ho-ho! -[meow]
-Aah! -Whoo!
Surprise!
What's the big idea?
Look at my truck.
My truck! Stop! Stop!
Somebody help!
We'll save ya, Petey!
Don't just stand there, Hercules!
Save us!
Yes, my little forklift.
Whoa!
It's cold out here.
Here you go, Sir.
Hey, I can't see.
Help!
W-W-Whoa!
Uh-oh.
-Yeow! -Whoa! Aah!
Whoa!
W-W-Whoa!
Where's the brakes on this thing?
Now turn right, Pete!
-Turn left, dad! -[laughing]
Huh?
W-W-Whoa!
Ha-ha-ha!
Yeow!
Whoa!
[screeching]
I gotcha, Petey!
Dad, watch it!
Whoa!
[meowing]
Whew! Hyuck!
Wha happen?
Goofy! Max! You saved us!
Aw, shucks.
Double shucks.
[sing-song] Goofy and Max are heroes! Goofy and Max are heroes!
Thank you so much for saving our house, Goofy.
Gawrsh! You're welcome, Peg.
But I guess our house is next to go.
Goofy, I'm sorry.
Hee-hee. Yeah. Me, too.
But whatever you do, neighbor,
just make sure that your house ends up
on the other side of the lake.
Sorry, Max.
I want a pizza saucer!
[all clamoring]
Dad, they want to buy pizzas.
Pizza saucers.
Max! We're in business again!
Yeah. We'll be able to save our house!
Pizza! Get your fresh, hot pizza saucers here!
Oh, isn't this wonderful!
Goofster, ya need a partner.
I'll pay anything. Name your price.
W-W-Whoa!
Anchovy and onion, sausage and pepperoni,
fried eggs and tamale...
W-W-Whoa!
♪ Gimme a beat ♪
[theme music playing]
Yeah!