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Every ten years, Jormungandr,
the great snake that encircles the earth,
releases his tail and threatens to destroy the planet.
I have numerous science-based questions.
Unless the chosen "Champion of Earth"
can defeat him and his barbarian minions in combat.
I am that champion.
-[all] Ooh! -One day
I'll have to pass the torch
to the next Champion of Earth.
Which of you will it be?
Webby? Huey? Louie?
Webby?
You're saving my name for last, right?
For dramatic effect?
Yes. That.
The truth is, none of you are ready to fight just yet.
I'm only bringing you along to prepare you for the future.
Why are you trusting us with that
and not Donald and Mom?
Because you are the new generation.
Also, I don't trust Donald and Della
to cooperate on a jigsaw puzzle,
much less the fate of the universe.
Gird yourselves for the most treacherous,
gritty, solemn fight we have ever faced.
Launchpad, fly into that rainbow.
Ooh. Pretty.
[both gasp]
Is that a barbarian
with a battle-ax?
They found a way to make rainbows better!
Welcome to Valhalla.
All right, you saturnine snake,
let's do this.
This is the best day.
♪ Life is like A hurricane ♪
♪ Here in Duckburg ♪
♪ Racecars, lasers Airplanes ♪
♪ It's a duck blur ♪
♪ Might solve a mystery ♪
♪ Or rewrite history ♪
♪ Duck Tales, whoo-ooh ♪
♪ Every day they're out there Making Duck Tales, whoo-ooh ♪
♪ Tales of derring-do Bad and good-luck tales ♪
♪ Whoo-ooh ♪
♪ D-D-Danger lurks behind you ♪
♪ There's a stranger Out to find you ♪
♪ What to do? ♪
♪ Just grab on To some Duck Tales, whoo-ooh ♪
♪ Every day they're out there Making Duck Tales, whoo-ooh ♪
♪ Tales of daring bad And good ♪
♪ Not pony tales Or cotton tales ♪
♪ No, Duck Tales, whoo-ooh ♪
So let me get this straight,
you're going to fight a snake
that's 1000 times bigger than you?
Don't be silly.
He transmogrifies into a snake-man-beast first.
Yeah. Sure. Of course.
-[distant chanting] -What's that rhythmic chanting?
A fierce Norse incantation
meant to summon the beast.
Hey, check it out.
"Jormungandr vs. Scrooge" T-shirts.
Hmm. Merchandising.
Guess Louie knows what Louie's doing today.
The ancestral Norse fighting pit.
[crowd cheering]
Whoa! It's wrestling!
[all] This is awesome!
This is awesome.
So these guys just copied professional wrestling?
No, this tournament is as old as the earth itself.
Wrestling copied all this stuff from them.
A flashy fight with flamboyant costumes
where you get cheered by adoring fans?
Oh, I am Deweying it! What could go wrong?
You could be pummeled senseless
under a two-ton terror,
every bone broken
while the world literally cracks in two.
And they will love me for it.
[announcer] Introducing the chairman of the V.W.E.,
our beloved underdog,
a man-snake of the people,
-Mr. Jormungandr! -[hisses]
[all cheering]
-We love you! -You're the best!
Thank you, thank you.
I can't tell you how honored I am
to be here fighting for you,
the fallen warriors of Valhalla.
You all died gloriously in battle,
and now everyone on Earth will have the chance to join you,
here, once we defeat Team Earth.
This is Rumble for Ragnarok 100!
[hard rock music blasting]
Whoo-hoo!
As always, this will be
a best-of-three tournament.
Our greatest fighters will face off
against the gilded greed-monger,
the hated hoarder,
the infamous Millionaire Miser.
Wait, who's he talking about?
Wish me luck, laddies.
-All right, pay up. -[crowd boos]
[announcer] Look at that!
The Miser is collecting back taxes.
Guys, I'm starting to think that Scrooge isn't the good guy here.
Yeah, Jormungandr is the baby-faced people's champ
that everyone loves.
Scrooge is playing the role of villainous heel.
I watch a lot of wrestling while I fly.
-Wait, "while"? -That's ridiculous.
Uncle Scrooge is the greatest hero of all time.
Huh, I guess not everyone thinks so.
[grunts]
Oops.
Dibs on announcing!
He's going to need my help. Good thing I have
my Junior Woodchucks Sports Commentary Badge.
Greetings, sports fans.
Today's spirited match is shaping up
to be an enthusiastic--
Are you ready to Ragna-rock!
[crowd cheers]
This is the first of three matches.
The first to pin their opponent wins.
Up first, representing Team Valhalla,
we have the Hammer from Kraghammer,
The legendary Strongbeard!
[crowd cheers]
Wow, folks.
It seems anyone that possesses
one of Strongbeard's hairs
becomes impossibly strong.
Wait, how did you know that?
Just calling it like I sees it.
Wrestling!
And here we go.
[crowd] Fear the beard!
You cannot let them talk to you this way.
-You're the hero. -Lad, it's all right.
What matters is that I'm doing the right thing.
[sobs]
Give me a handout.
I'm the richest duck in the world, and you're not.
[laughs]
-Huh? -And here we see
the use of a curious technique.
An acupuncture pressure point, perhaps,
or some kind of sedative neck massage?
Uh-oh. The Miser's got Strongbeard in an unbreakable
Penny Pincher hold.
What's he going to do?
And the Miser fell for a beard fake!
Aah!
Disqualified for illegal beard magic.
[crowd boos]
[laughs]
I am so confused.
Uh-oh, looks like the Miser absorbed some beard energy.
[Scrooge yells and grunts]
[grunts]
-[bell rings] -Whoo!
-[all booing] -Wow.
Millionaire Miser with the incredible comeback win.
Scores a point for Team Earth.
[all booing]
You're cheering the wrong guy.
Scrooge has saved the world countless times,
and your guy is the minion of a giant dragon man.
Dewey, look out!
Ugh! Oh, my blasted back.
Sorry.
It's all right, lad. We got the first win.
But it looks like you kids are going to have to take over
sooner than I thought.
[booing and jeering]
Okay, Jormungandr has agreed
to let a tag team take my place.
He is such a good guy.
Ugh!
Which of you two will fight for me?
Oh! Oh! Oh! Me! Me!
[Scrooge] Obviously Webby.
Huey doesn't understand wrestling at all,
and I don't know where Louie is.
He's probably scared and devastated
from seeing you get hurt.
[Louie] Get your "Scrooge gets hit with a chair" T-shirts here.
Relive Chairmageddon as a shirt.
Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!
[grunts]
Well, I guess Webby
will have to fight alone then.
But I'm ready for this.
Come now, lad.
They hate us out there.
I'm not sure you can handle this.
You're right. I can't handle this.
But Champ Popular can.
My impossible-to-hate hero persona,
guaranteed to turn "Boo" into "Whoo, Dewey, we love you!"
Okay, you're still unsure.
But wait till you see my special touch.
Get it? Champ Pop-ular?
This will definitely win them over.
Yes, lad. Great.
Oh, I believe in you.
Do all the fighting and make sure he doesn't die.
On it.
[crowd cheering and clapping rhythmically]
Okay, you've got this.
Smile. Be charming. Win them over.
And win the match, save the world.
Blah, blah, blah...
Suplex, duplex, sleeper hold.
Okay, I think I've finally got a hold of this wrestling thing.
Awesome. Just in time for the tag-team round.
Wait, they're playing tag now? Man!
Introducing Valhalla's new favorite hero,
the irresistible,
the simply dapper,
the impossibly cool,
Champ Popular!
[crowd boos]
-Ha-ha! -Ah!
He's throwing lollipops because he thinks we're suckers!
No! They're delicious!
Stop the Pop!
[all, chanting] Stop the Pop!
[Louie] Stop the Pop!
Get your "Stop the Pop" shirts right here.
How did you know what character I'd come up with
and already make T-shirts against him?
I've known you my whole life.
I kind of knew how this would play out.
[crowd jeering]
[Launchpad] Champ Popular? Ha!
More like Champ Unpopular.
This crowd is really giving it to him.
Yeah, more like, Champ Population zero friends...
in Friendtown.
Someone call the census bureau.
Oh!
[woman] We hate you now!
Next up, Champ's tag-team partner, the Pink Predator.
The Marauder of McDuck Manor.
Hi, I'm Webby.
This'll be a tough match, kids. Let's talk strategy.
[Launchpad] And now, from Niffleheim,
weighing in at a combined 10,000 shrieking undead souls...
Hecka and Fenrir.
Oh, come on, this is what you like?
A creepy goth and her pet dog?
[crowd, chanting] Hecka, yeah! Hecka, yeah!
Are you folks ready for a game of tag grappling?
Some wham-bam-slams?
-I don't know! -Whoo!
[bell rings]
[yelling]
[Huey] With all those head pops,
it looks like Champ Popular is more like Champ Popcorn.
He'd "butter" do something fast.
[crowd, chanting] You're the worst!
You're the worst!
You know his thing is lollipops, not corn, right?
But I have all these corn puns.
You don't have to try to make it sound great.
It already is.
[grunting]
Ah!
Don't let the crowd get to you lad.
Embrace the boos.
Be the bad guy.
No, I can win them over.
I can make them love me.
Ah! Tag Webby! Tag Webby!
Leave Champ alone.
Oh, is that all you got?
I thought you were supposed to be great warriors.
Get the Hecka out of here!
Attagirl. Embrace your inner heel.
I don't know her.
What? That's not fair. He didn't tag in.
That's cheating.
[chanting] Cheaters! Cheaters!
Now you say it.
-[gasps] -[growling]
[squeals]
Oh, you're so dangerous and cute.
I just want to pet your little belly.
[laughs]
Oh, that's good.
The crowd likes the dog-lover angle.
-Keep going. -No, Webby. It's a trap.
[growls]
-[Webby screams] -Uh-oh.
A classic "who's a good boy?" gambit.
I don't understand anything,
and nothing I say makes any sense.
Wait, am I the Launchpad here?
That's it. I know what I have to do to win...
-Great. -...them over.
No!
No one loves dogs more than Champ Popular.
Who's a good boy?
Does the good boy want a snackie-poo?
-[crowd screams] -See? He likes it?
[man] What are you doing? You can't give candy to a dog.
-What are you? A dummy? -[growls]
Uh...
Hyah! Hyah!
Pin him!
Whoa, back from the dead,
for the queen of the dead.
Webby takes out Fenrir
and sets up Champ Popular for the pin.
[crowd, chanting] Stop the Pop!
Stop the Pop!
Hey, can you wear this in the ring?
It'll really up my sales.
[woman] You're the worst!
-You'll never be a hero. -No, please. I--
Don't listen, lad. Look out!
[snarls]
[bell rings]
[all cheer]
Oh, Team Ragnarok gets the comeback win.
Looks like they've got the momentum now.
But don't worry, Team Earth, it's not the end of the world...
-[rumbling] -Ah!
Yet!
[crowd cheering]
-[whistles] -[snarls and pants]
[booing]
Hey, hey, hey. Come on.
Let's take it easy on the poor guy.
It's not his fault he's a puny mortal
with a toxic personality.
So it looks like Team Earth made it to the final round.
Which means you all get what you've been waiting for.
The main event!
-[cheering] -I know you're all disappointed
about how lackluster Earth has been this year,
so I have a special treat for all adoring fans.
I challenge Earth to a battle royale!
[all cheering]
-He wants to fight a king? -No.
It means he's taking on all of Team Earth!
If you get knocked out of the ring,
you stay out, folks.
And the first to get a pin, wins.
Challenge accepted, you showboating basilisk.
My family is ready to take whatever you've got.
Right, guy...
I will be right back.
Stall.
Listen up, Miser, I'm just a humble,
noble snake-man of the people
who's fed up with your ruthless reign of greed.
Excuse me, Mr. Jormungandr.
Big fan.
If you would like a fight,
allow me to introduce you to this fist.
Her name is Lady Haymaker.
And, of course, also, her country cousin,
the Duchess of Whaling.
[whimpering]
I'm sorry, Uncle Scrooge. I just...I can't do it.
I know, lad. It's okay.
No, I can't, and-- Wait, it's okay?
Isn't this the part where you tell me,
"Of course you can, lad. I believe in you."
Doing the right thing is not always easy or popular.
Not everyone is cut out to be the Champion of the Earth.
-But what about the fight? -I called in backup
as soon as you had to take over.
I mean, it is the fate of the Earth.
Well, that made me feel even worse.
And lastly, I'll use the dust of your bones
as sweetener in my tea.
Thank you for your time.
-[crowd booing] -Too far!
We warriors of Valhalla
aren't scared of you.
It's not me who you should be scared of.
Ha!
What a surprise, folks.
Te Millionaire Miser's Maid.
Shield Maiden.
The only thing I'm going to clean today is your clock.
[bell rings]
Shouldn't you be announcing the fight?
I can't do this.
I thought I was smart enough to handle anything
this adventure had to throw at me,
but I'm just embarrassing myself.
Yeah, me too.
I know we're supposed
to take over for Scrooge one day,
but do you ever wonder if maybe we're not cut out for it?
[loud rumbling]
The world is about to end! We need to do something!
I can't do it. They hate me.
And I don't understand wrestling.
What? Just roll with it.
You don't have to understand something to love it.
Say literally the first thing that comes to mind.
Be LP.
Be Launchpad?
And you. I've known you my whole life.
I know how this plays out. You're a hero.
So go save the world.
Let's do this.
I don't know.
Let's Dewey this?
-I'm in. -[bell rings]
[grunting]
Hyah!
Webbigail!
[Launchpad] Oh, Webby and Mrs. Beakley have been eliminated.
I'll shed your skin for you--
-[back cracks] -Ah!
Whoa. In a completely unexpected twist,
the announcer was Captain Crash this whole time.
What's Jormungandr going to do now?
[both scream]
Oh, he did that. That was smart.
[rumbling]
[crowd, chanting] Jormungandr!
[clapping rhythmically]
Jormungandr!
[hisses]
[snarls]
I guess you forgot
about the Pop that never stops,
no matter how hard it is.
Your catchphrases are forced.
That's just how I Dewey it.
Wow, and in a stunning turn of events,
Champ Popular is back to bite the snake that bit him.
[all booing]
They hate you. You should give up.
I don't care. But you do.
Pfft, I don't care at all. Why should I?
I'm the most popular hero in all the land and for all time!
[laughs]
The Pop never stops.
You see how easy this is for me?
I don't even have to use my hands.
[boos and jeers]
Ooh, looks like Jormungandr's losing the crowd.
This is not the Norse way.
[whimpering]
What are you doing? Cheer me.
I am your hero.
[barks]
[Strongbeard] Young one.
[yells]
Oh, my!
Dewey's absorbed that beard energy.
[yells]
[grunting]
[bell dings]
[all cheer]
All I can say is, this is...
Awesome.
Until next time, Champ Popular.
A true people's hero.
You showed real grit in there, lad.
I'm proud of you.
Thanks, Uncle Scrooge.
But why are you whispering?
So I can get close and do this!
What's this? The Millionaire Miser
has turned on his own nephew.
He's stolen the belt. What a heel!
Ha-ha! That's right.
Unless Champ Popular thinks he can stop me.
[laughs]
♪ There goes my hero ♪
♪ Into the night ♪
♪ To the stars And the mountain climb ♪
♪ Never to spoil for a fight ♪
♪ There's always a mountain To climb ♪
♪ But the family Always will fly ♪