Life is like a hurricane
Here in Duckburg
Race cars, lasers, aeroplanes
It's a duck-blur
Might solve a mystery
Or rewrite history
DuckTales, ooh-ooh
Every day, they're out there making DuckTales
Ooh-ooh
Tales of derring-do, bad and good-luck tales
D-d-d-danger
Watch behind you
There's a stranger out to find you
What to do? Just grab onto some DuckTales
Ooh-ooh
Every day, they're out there making DuckTales
Ooh-ooh
Tales of derring-do bad and good-luck tales
Ooh-ooh
Not ponytails or cottontails no, DuckTales
Ooh-ooh
Fair dinkum job, mate.
It looks like we're in for a bit of a blow.
Well, no worries, mate.
You can share me poncho.
It's them!
The willywisps are back.
Oh, no. Yeow! Run, Dingo, run!
Scrooge McDuck better get his tail feathers down here if he wants to save his ranch.
The Australian outback - rugged, desolate, dangerous.
I've had some wonderful times here.
Why is it called "the outback"?
Yeah, what's it out back of?
Why, it's out back of, uh, uh, the front, uh...
Uh, why do they call it the outback, Mr. McD?
- Well, uh... - Kangaroos!
Oh, I can't wait to meet one.
Better buckle up, kids. We'll be at the ranch any minute.
Must be Mr. Scrooge a-comin' now.
See you didn't get too fancied up, eh, Sundowner?
You're lookin' a bit too fancied up to be doin' any real work, Duke.
Go on, you pelican. I'm Mr. McDuck's ranch manager, don't forget.
- That was a terrible landing. - Should I take off and land again?
I'd say, "Don't be a fool," but I'd be asking too much, I suppose.
Aw, anything for you, Mr. McD.
G'day, Mr. McDuck. G'day.
Well, Dashing Duke Duggan and Sundowner. Ha-ha-ha!
It's been 12 years. You havna changed.
- Just me hat. - I'm Webby.
Can you introduce me to any kangaroos?
Oh, I fancy we can find you one or two, Miss Webby.
Well, I think Dingo's took a likin' to ya.
- Oh, animals are my favorite people. - Ha-ha-ha. You don't say.
- It's McDuck, all right. - Here, give me a look, Digger.
You're chokin' me, you ratbag.
Oof!
They start snoopin' round with that aeroplane, and we're fired.
This is right, mate.
We gotta do this just like the boss telled us to.
- They've been poodle-ized! - They're so embarrassed.
'Twas them willywisps we wrote ya about, Mr. Scrooge.
They've destroyed our wool production.
Willywisps? What are willywisps?
Whatever they are, they make lousy barbers.
Maa!
If we don't stop those willywisps, I'll have to sell my sheep ranch.
We'll start wi' an air search. You'll do the flying, Duke.
But, Mr. McD, I...
Duke is an excellent pilot, and he knows the terrain.
This investigation is going to take teamwork,
each of us doing the job he's most suited for. Launchpad...
you can gas up the plane.
What do you want us to do, Uncle Scrooge?
You boys will have to stay here and look after Webby.
- Look after Webby?! - Some teamwork.
We didn't even make the team.
Wait, Mr. Kangaroo. I just wanna introduce myself.
- Some important job. - Yeah, anybody can baby-sit a little...
She's gone!
Cheer up, McQuack. You can learn a lot watching a real pilot fly.
I've crashed more planes than you'll ever fly, you...
Teamwork, Launchpad. Remember teamwork?
Yeah. Sorry, Mr. McD. So, uh, what are we lookin' for, anyway?
Sundowner says the little beasties are miniature UFOs.
Ha. Like tiny, little flyin' saucers full of tiny, little green guys, huh?
- So he says, mate. - They kinda glow and spin?
Aye, and they only come out at night.
Oh, good. For a second there, I thought we found 'em.
- That's them! - I knew it - UFWWs!
- UFWWs? - Unidentified Flyin' Willywisps.
- They're breakin' off their attack. - Try to make it to the ranch.
Webby! Webby!
It's no use. She's lost.
We better get back before we get lost, too.
Sundowner's dog might be able to find her. Come on!
Landing gear won't come down. Have to bring her in on her belly.
I'll take over. Crash landings are my speciality.
Let go of that, bloke.
Here, now. That's not what I meant by teamwork!
Yow!
Come on.
Whoooa-oa-oa-oa!
- I don't think this team is going to work. - Sorry, Coach.
Did you hear that?
Sounded like one of Launchpad's landings. Come on.
I just wanna make friends, Mr. Kangaroo.
I don't wanna pick your pocket or anything.
There's nothing to be afraid of.
Oh!
Why, it's just a teddy bear.
Some of your best friends are teddy bears.
Oh!
My, but you Australian animals sure have a funny way of making friends.
I suppose that's why they keep you out back.
Now, this is my Quacky Patch Doll.
She has a jelly bean for each of you.
It's just her little way of making friends.
Here's yours.
If you want to save it for later, that's all right.
You'll never make any friends by running away.
Uh, hello?
But how could you have been so careless? I was gone less than 15 minutes.
Actually, we lost her in less than 15 seconds.
Duke, Sundowner, the three of us will start a search.
All right, the four of us.
Launchpad, you and the boys stay here
and try to get that plane flying again.
Let's go, men.
Aw, it's a baby wartyhog. We better help her find her parents.
Oh, Mr. And Mrs. Wartyhog, we were just talking about you.
You know, you look just like your daddy.
Aah!
Oh... Oh!
Ohh!
Ohh, look what those nasty animals did to me.
Aah!
Now I've lost my doll and torn my dress.
I hope I never see another Australian animal as long as I live.
Dingo's found a trail again, Mr. Scrooge.
She couldn't have gone that way.
The mutt must be after a rabbit or something.
Mutt? Why, Dingo's got more brains than you.
- Dresses better, too. - Why, you no-good ratbag, I oughta...
Teamwork, men. Teamwork.
All that matters is finding wee Webbigail.
I suggest we split up and... The willywisps.
- Run! - Look out!
They're after us! Get away!
Webby!
Sundowner!
Duke!
- Anybody? - Over here, Mr. Scrooge.
- Sundowner, have you seen Duke? - Not a glimpse, mate. Dingo's run off, too.
I wanted us to split up, but not this way.
We'll just have to keep looking. Webby!
Landing gear A-OK.
We'll have her all patched up by morning.
This isn't part of the engine.
That oughta do... Uhh!
It's a boomerang.
I didn't know boomerangs had an antenna and computer chips and a built-in light.
What was it doin' stuck in the engine?
Don't ya see, Launchpad?
The willywisps are really remote-controlled boomerangs.
With their built-in light and power source,
they spin so fast, they look like little flying saucers.
- It's made out of metal. - Uh-huh. Aluminum, I think.
And the edges have been sharpened.
That's how they poodle-ized Uncle Scrooge's sheep.
Just who are "they," anyway?
Someone who wants Uncle Scrooge's sheep ranch to go broke.
I say we fight fire with fire.
Or should I say boomerangs with boomerangs?
Gee, where'd you find those?
When we were lookin' for tools and canvas,
I saw them in Sundowner's room.
Whew! And Uncle Scrooge thinks our room is a mess.
But how can we fight remote-controlled boomerangs?
I think I know a way.
Webby!
Are you sure there's a water hole up ahead, Sundowner?
Day's just starting, and it's hot already.
- Oh, you saved my life, Sundowner. - Oh, what are friends for, Mr. Scrooge?
You and Duke aren't just my friends,
you're loyal, trustworthy, low-paid employees.
Now go find us that water hole, m'boy.
They're gettin' mighty close, Boss.
McDuck will never sell this ranch if he finds our secret mines.
We're through playin' games, mates.
I've watched Scrooge McDuck get rich off of my sweat long enough.
They'll make fair dinkum targets once the sun is full up.
Webby!
Aah! Stay away from me!
Quacky Patch, you came back to... Wait a minute.
Did you do this for me?
And you kept me warm last night, too. You are friendly.
You're just shy, aren't you?
Oh, it's that little wartyhog again.
Won't she ever stay out of trouble?
She's fallen down one of those wells. Is that you, little wartyhog?
Well, as Uncle Scrooge says, this is going to take teamwork.
Got her!
Pull, Mr. Kangaroo. Pull!
Gee, look at all the pretty blue stones.
Stop it this instant!
That's better.
- You ratbags ready? - Ready, boss.
Let 'em fly.
- You found a water hole. - Them's hardly water wells, Mr. Scrooge.
Them's opal mines.
B-But I still don't know what those things are.
Curse me kilt, we're trapped!
Ratbags, let's finish him.
It's Launchpad and the boys.
There's Uncle Scrooge and Sundowner.
Those willywisps are about to poodle-lize them.
Let's show 'em what happens when you put a little American ingenuity
together with Australian ingenuity.
Ready... aim...
boomerang!
All right!
That oughta show Uncle Scrooge how much we're worth.
Yeah, especially since we're getting such a good return on our investment.
Let's finish off that overstuffed parka. Time to fly the widowmaker.
Yeah, let 'er fly. Heh-heh-heh-heh-heh.
You leave my Uncle Scrooge alone.
- Well, if it ain't the cavalry. - Heh-heh-heh.
Oh, nothin' scares me more than an angry little girl,
especially one with a dolly.
And a koala bear.
And a kangaroo. And a d-d-dog?
And a pack of blinkin' warthogs!
Charge!
Yeow!
- Watch it! - Ow! Ow!
So, when Duke found opals on your grazing land,
he hired them other two blokes to ruin your wool production
so's you'd sell the ranch.
Well, you're runnin' my business in Australia now, Sundowner,
the sheep ranch and the opal mines.
Uh, just so long as I don't have to dress up all neat and tidy
like Dashin' Duke Duggan.
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha. Just stay as you are, Sundowner -
the right man for the job.
You were the right men for the job, too.
And, Webby, how did you ever manage to capture such desperate criminals?
Teamwork, Uncle Scrooge. Teamwork.