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The guests follow Mickey's lead, flying through
the hole he created. Outside, we find ourselves back in "V"
formation, chasing Peg-leg, who is driving an antique auto alone,
returning Mickey's fire with his pistol. Pete's shots whistle
by our ears.
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Take that ya little knob-nosed runt!
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. . . . . . . . Mickey Mouse |
Come back here and fight like a cat,
ya big palooka!
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The road Pete's driving on parallels railroad
tracks. The tracks enter a tunnel while the road winds up a hill.
Pete swerves off the road and enters the train tunnel. Mickey
spies a hole on the side of the cliff around our altitude.
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. . . . . . . . Mickey Mouse (Cont'd) |
Okay folks, we're goin' in! |
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The planes enter the hill single file, swerving
around some last minute cliffs, which attempt to hide our overhead
track. Once inside, we find ourselves racing through a mind-bending
series of sharp-turning, narrow tunnels. Finally we enter a larger
main tunnel and hear Mickey sigh with relief. Just then, a single
headlight comes barreling towards us, accompanied by a train
whistle (ala Mr Toad).
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. . . . . . . . Mickey Mouse (Cont'd) |
. . . . . (sarcastic)
| Hey, where are we?
Mr Toad's Wild Ride?!? |
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The planes loop up and fly "upside down"
just in time to watch the train zoom by us "below."
We follow it out and notice Pete's car embedded in the side of
a boxcar. Once again in "V" formation, we fly over
Pete's boxcar, going the same speed as the train. Mickey is looking
over his shoulder to his left. Unfortunately, Pete is climbing
up the right side of the boxcar.
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. . . . . . . . Mickey Mouse (Cont'd) |
Gee, I don't see Pete anywhere! Could
it be he didn't make it? What a horrible way to go - even for
him. Well, at least the dairy consumers of the world can rest
at ease now! In fact, why don't we all go down the celebrate
at Wensleydale's Cheese Emporium! They're licensed for public
dancing, ya know! |
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By this time, Pete is on top of the boxcar,
with his pistol in hand.
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Yer gonna be dancin' with lead, ya rat
fink!
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. . . . . . . . Mickey Mouse |
PETE!
Mickey Mouse, you've been a tangle in
my fur for too many years now! You've sent me down the river
so many times, I can't even count that high!
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. . . . . . . . Mickey Mouse |
Ya never could.
Shuddup! But ya see, Mickey, ya never
did seem to learn that I always escape.
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A raggedy old airship descends behind Pete.
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. . . . . . . . Pete (Cont'd) |
No matter what you do, or how many times
ya capture me, you'll never keep me down! |
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A rope from the bottom of the airship forms
a lasso over Pete's head.
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. . . . . . . . Pete (Cont'd) |
Now any normal person would accept this.
They would realize that me and my interior* intellect are much
too much a match for them - or indeed for any mere mortal. But
you still think you can tie one on me. |
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*This is not a typo.
The lasso lassos Pete and his pistol.
Goofy appears from the airship window. Pete
continues muttering like Popeye during the following dialogue.
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. . . . . . . . Goofy |
Hi-ya, Mickey! I heard ya needed some
help!
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. . . . . . . . Mickey Mouse |
Goofy! You've saved the day!
| . .
. . . . . . . . Goofy |
Gosh, it weren't nothin'. At least I
don't think it was.
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. . . . . . . . Mickey Mouse |
But what're ya doin' up there? You can't
fly yet!
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. . . . . . . . Goofy |
Ah, heck - I's ain't flyin', I'm floatin'!
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. . . . . . . . Mickey Mouse |
Heh, heh. Okay, Goofy. You get him to
Captain Doberman. We've got to get back to the airfield before
we run outta gas! 'Bye Goofy! Happy trails, Pete!
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The planes roar away from the train and head
up into the clouds.
| . .
. . . . . . . . Mickey Mouse (Cont'd) |
Gosh, my fuel's pretty low! With all
the excitement I haven't been checking it like I should've! Well,
I've gotta hand it to ya, that was some pretty fancy flyin' ya
did back there. I could tell right off you were all professionals!
I just wanna thank all of ya for helpin' me catch that oversized
palooka; and the next time you and your friends are all sitting
round drinkin' milk or eatin' grilled cheese sandwiches, you
tell 'em what we've just been... |
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Mickey is interrupted by the sound of his
plane sputtering.
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. . . . . . . . Mickey Mouse (Cont'd) |
Omigosh! I'm outta fuel! That must mean
you guys are outta fuel, also! |
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Mickey pauses. Nothing happens. He looks skyward,
as if talking to some unseen power above him.
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. . . . . . . . Mickey Mouse (Cont'd) |
I said, "This must mean all of you
are out of fuel, also!" |
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All the planes simultaneously start to sputter
and "plummet" towards the ground. The clouds are spinning
around us with the spinning earth below us, getting larger. Mickey's
screaming rather un-enthusiastically, as if on a rollercoaster.
He stops and turns to the guests.
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. . . . . . . . Mickey Mouse (Cont'd) |
Come on, everybody - scream real loud! |
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Moments before the planes crash, the spinning
set starts to stop. The ride operator's voice fills the room.
| . .
. . . . . . . . Ride Operator |
Ladies and Gentlemen, your flight on
Plane Crazy has become slightly dangerous, and is now coming
to an end. |
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The "earth end" of the Tailspin
Tunnel we were in slides away, allowing us to enter the disembarking
platform.
| . .
. . . . . . . . Mickey Mouse |
Phew! What luck! I though for sure we
were goners!
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. . . . . . . . Ride Operator (V.O.) |
Please remain seated until your plane
has come to a full and complete stop. Thank you for riding with
us and continue to have a wonderful stay at Walt Disney's Magic
Kingdom.
| . .
. . . . . . . . Mickey Mouse |
Ya know, sometimes I think we don't thank
these ride operators enough. They're always looking out for our
safety.
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As we enter the exit room, we see just how
fake that Tailspin Tunnel really was. Mickey's plane moves vertically
into the ceiling.
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. . . . . . . . Mickey Mouse (Cont'd) |
So long, everybody! Thanks again! This
is my turn-off. Ya all come back now, ya here?!? |
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Mickey is now gone. The planes move slowly
to the unloading platform. As the guests walk down the moving
sidewalk towards the exit, we watch the following scene on the
overhead monitors: Mickey is standing in Captain Doberman's office.
He is a little dwarfed by the desk. This cartoon is on a continuous
loop with no beginning or end.
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. . . . . . . . Mickey Mouse |
I can't believe old Pete escaped again.
| . .
. . . . . . . . Captain Doberman |
I'm telling you it's true! I just got
off the phone with Major Beagle!
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. . . . . Mickey Mouse |
But we had him all tied up and everything!
| . .
. . . . . . . . Captain Doberman |
He even stole the rope, Mickey!
| . .
. . . . . . . . Mickey Mouse |
Now that's going too far!
| . .
. . . . . . . . Captain Doberman |
I don't see why this should surprise
you - Pete's escaped from you many times before! This is just
once more!
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. . . . . . . . Mickey Mouse |
I just hope the pilots who helped me
capture him don't find out! I'd be so embarrassed!
| . .
. . . . . . . . Captain Doberman |
Don't worry, Mickey. Pete did escape,
but the only people who know are you, me and the boys at the
State Pen.
| . .
. . . . . . . . Mickey Mouse |
I still can't believe after all I just
went through, Peg-leg Pete has escaped.
| . .
. . . . . . . . Captain Doberman |
Every cat has nine lives, Mickey.
| . .
. . . . . . . . Mickey Mouse |
Yeah, but with Pete it's more like 90!
| . .
. . . . . . . . Captain Doberman |
Well, it wasn't a total loss. We recovered
the missing documents!
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. . . . . . . . Mickey Mouse |
Do you have any leads on where Peg-leg
Pete might have escaped to?
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. . . . . . . . Captain Doberman |
Nah. The fella that brought him in was
kinda goofy.
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. . . . . . . . Mickey Mouse |
Yeah, I believe that.
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. . . . . . . . Captain Doberman |
I don't suppose you want to go out and
try it again, huh?
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. . . . . . . . Mickey Mouse |
What for? You've recovered the documents,
haven't you?
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. . . . . . . . Captain Doberman |
Well, yes - but he still has Major Beagle's
commemorative quill pen, which he also stole!
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Additional dialogue will be added to the cartoon.
As it will be incredibly identical to the above, I do not wish
to bore you with three more pages.
The guests now exit the attraction and try
to explain to their 3-year old that they had no idea the ride
would be so scary for them.
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