"Dawn breaks and Yankee Doodle Pigeon flies another dangerous mission." "Stop that pigeon!" "Muttley!" "Zilly!" "Get out here on the double." "That's an order." "What's going on here?" "All of his medals are missing, chief." "I didn't take them, you medal-hungry mutt." "We'll worry about your medals after we stop that pigeon." "I'll stay here and look for them, chief." "We need all four planes for Operation Prefab, you chicken." "Now get." "I'm getting, I'm getting." "As our winged courier streaks across the skies  the Vulture Squadron closes in on him and executes Operation Prefab." "Get going, Muttley." "Nail him in." " Give me, give me, give me." " Okay, okay." "Here's a medal." "Oh, boy." "Oh, boy." "Oh, boy." "I meant after you nailed him in, you dumbhead." "It's the pigeon!" "After him!" "Drat and double drat." "Aren't you taking a chance leaving your new medal here, Muttley?" "See, chief, the:" " What did he say?" "What did he say?" " The tail is flexible." "And the plane flies backward." "The pigeon will think we're going away from him." "I like it, I like it." "What happens when we back up to the pigeon?" " Show him, Muttley." " Yeah, yeah, yeah." "This dumb plane that flies backwards works, Klunk." "That pigeon's not paying any attention to us." "Gobble him up, Muttley." "Drat and double drat." "Save us, you dumbhead!" "You'll have to let him use his tail as a propeller, chief." "Okay!" "Use it!" "Use it!" " Medals." "Somebody took his new medal while we were gone." "Never mind the missing medal." "We need you for Operation Hangdog." "What did you say?" "That's more like it." "Here." "This is the last medal I have." "Now, let's go." "Yeah, yeah, yeah." "Now listen, Muttley, when we chase that pigeon past you you let him have it." "Understand?" "Yeah, yeah, yeah." "After him, Zilly." "Chase him past Muttley." "Right, D.D. Here we come, Muttley." "Help!" "Help!" "Oh, hang on and keep quiet." "Don't worry, chief... chase him in." "Give him the old uppercut, Muttley." "Yeah, yeah, yeah." "One more strike and you're out, Muttley." "If you want anything done right in this squadron you have to do it yourself." "Get ready, Muttley, here I come." "What happened?" "That's the last medal the chief had to give you, Muttley." "Aren't you afraid to leave it here?" " Look, look, look." " A long string tied to it?" "That's a good idea." "Muttley." "Zilly." "Everybody fall out for Operation Trampoline." "And as Yankee Doodle Pigeon flies his last mission of the day  the Vulture Squadron strikes again." "I hope this dumb invention works better than your other dumb inventions, Klunk." "Don't worry, chief." "It'll... work fine." "Stay right under that pigeon no matter where he goes, men." "That's an order!" "Stay under the pigeon, men, that's an order." "Wait for your leader, you dumbheads!" "Muttley!" "Do something!" " Medal?" "You know I gave you the last medal I had." "I'Il..." "I'll help you recover the ones that were stolen." "All right, all right." "I promise on my word as an officer and a gentleman." "His mission accomplished, Yankee Doodle Pigeon streaks for home." "But what's happening back at the airfield?" "I promised I'd help you recover the medals." "See where the string leads to." "Yeah, yeah, yeah." " Medals." "It's a pack rat." "Muttley, grab him!" " Pack rat." "Hello." "Oh, don't worry, General, we'll stop that pigeon." "But first we have to stop a medal-pilfering mouse." "Klunk says we're ready to take off with another cartoon." "Oh, dear." "While other birds fly south for the winter, Yankee Doodle Pigeon stays on the job  delivering top-secret messages." "The Vulture Squadron also stays on the job  and tries to keep those messages from getting through." "How can we find that pigeon with all these birds in the sky?" "Watch where you're flying, you dumbhead duck." "There he is." "I'll get him." "That's not him, he's... down there." "Where?" "Where?" "What the...?" "Muttley!" "It's medal time!" "Oh, boy." "Oh, boy." "Oh, boy." "Medals." "Oh, boy." "Oh, boy." "Oh, boy." "You must be kidding, Klunk." "What is it?" "Dumbest-Iooking thing I've ever seen." "Oh, no." "No, you're not dumb-Iooking, General." "The whole sky is full of birds, and we're having trouble finding the pigeon." "But we're going up right now with Operation Pick-a-Pigeon." "This had better be good, Klunk." "What does the funny funnel do?" " We... at you, but..." " What?" "What?" "We'll funnel all the birds through the plane and you separate the pigeon when he comes through the cockpit." "You know something, Klunk, I like it." "I like it." "Get ready to... chief." "You're no pigeon." "You're no pigeon." "You can go." "You can go." "Faster, chief, you're creating a... bottleneck." "You can go." "You can go." "You..." "It's the pigeon!" "Muttley!" "Do something!" "He has his hands full, chief." "Undaunted by their misadventure with the ducks  the Vulture Squadron tries Operation Feed Box." "How does Operation Feed Box work, Klunk?" "When the... you:" "Zilly, translate." "He said when the birds stop to feed, you sneak out and grab the pigeon." "Listen." "I hope Yankee Doodle Pigeon is in this lunch bunch." "There he is!" "Oh, boy." "Will this ever put him in a bad humor." "Muttley!" "Do something!" "Determined to search out and stop the pigeon  the Vulture Squadron takes to the air again in another of Klunk's inventions  equipped with a motor-driven pigeon select-a-scope." " What does this silly-Iooking thing do?" " It searches out the pigeon and stays aimed on him automatically." "And when it finds the pigeon, we'll... fish him in." "It works!" "It picked out the pigeon, and here he comes!" "Fish him in, Zilly." "I... got you, chief." "Drat and double drat." "Reel me in." "Muttley!" "Do something!" "Yeah, yeah, yeah." "Help!" "Help!" "Hello." "No, we haven't stopped the pigeon yet, General." "We're still having trouble picking him out among the other birds." "Oh, don't worry." "We'll get him this time with Operation Clean Sweep." "Oh, boy." "I've seen that thing Klunk built." "I think I'll sit this one out." " Muttley, fetch." " Give me, give me, give me." " Another medal?" " Yeah, yeah, yeah." "Boy, Muttley, you're getting greedy." " Here." " Oh, boy." "Oh, boy." "Oh, boy." " Cheapskate." "I heard that, Muttley." "You can get 30 days in the doghouse for grumbling at a superior officer." "That's more like it." "Now, get going." " Put him in the plane, Muttley." " Yeah, yeah, yeah." "He's in there somewhere, men." "If we get them all, we'll get him too." "Crank the door up, Muttley." "We've got him!" "All right, men, put the cage down gently." "Drat and double drat." "At least we got all those dumb birds." "Can anybody see the pigeon in there?" "Maybe he's hiding in the middle of the flock, chief." "Let's get out of here!" "Muttley!" "Do something!" "Zilly, these windows are filthy." "I want them washed by 4:00." " And I'll be back to inspect them." " Yes, sir." "Well, it's 4:00." "Zilly ought to have those windows washed by now." "Oh, no." "The windows are almost dry, chief." "But I'm afraid we're gonna have trouble putting them back." "What good is a beach if you don't have a ball with a beach ball?" "Zilly, here." "Blow this up." "Right, chief." "Anything else you'd like blown up, chief?" "I want you to get some exercise while I'm gone, Muttley." "You say you're a lapdog, so jog 100 laps around the track." " Physical work." "The race for the North Pole between Admiral Bird Dog  and Dick Dastardly is on." "The admiral is leading." "Wait." "Now Dastardly has the lead." "Oh, my." "With all the polar bears in the world, I have to meet one who likes trampolines." "This snowmobile should put me at the North Pole long before Admiral Bird Dog." "Whoever heard of a dog going to the North Pole?" "Now, if it was the North Fire Hydrant, I could understand it." " Want a lift, admiral?" " Yeah, yeah, yeah." "If I see one, I'll let you know." " Wise guy." "Think of it." "Dick Dastardly, the first man to reach the North Pole." "There it is!" " Is this the North Pole?" " No, this here's the South Pole, y'all." "North Pole's about 10,000 miles that way." "I knew I shouldn't have cheated on my Boy Scout test." "And it's Admiral Bird Dog, the first dog to reach the North Pole." "Make way, Muttley." "I'll show you how to jog." "I must have tripped." "Subtitles by SDI Media Group" "[ENGLISH]"