Da Crucial Plan Rastamouse

# Yaddi yaddi yaddi

# Zooba dooba dooba dung

# Yaddi yaddi yaddi

# Zooba dooba dooba day

# Rastamouse and Scratchy and Zoomer

# Also known as da Easy Crew

# Crime fighters They're very special agents

# Playing reggae when their work is through

# Give it up, give it up

# Give it up for Da Easy Crew

# Solving mysteries in the neighbourhood

# Always there to make a bad thing good

# Yaddi yaddi yaddi. #

All right, this rhythm sounds wicked!

You know what I'm saying!

Yeah! This is cool! But the only thing missing is...

my breakfast!

Me going to have to go to Super's.

-You want any cheese?

-No, thanks. You're cool.

Oh, Zoomer. We was just getting into that.

You are always thinking about your stomach!

I need food to get in the groove.

You hold the rhythm till me get back. I'll be super quick!

Woo hoo!

Woo hoo!

Yo, Super! What's up?

You got any of that cheese me like?

-You know, my favourite flavour.

-Oh, yes. Me have plenty.

Follow me.

That peculiar. How me sell so much cheese and me only just opened?

Oh, no, man! That is dread. I'm starving.

Wait here. I'll call the dairy and order some more.

Good morning, Half Pint. I need to order some more cheese.

Oh.

No! Thanks anyway, Half Pint.

That is disastrous.

No cheese in my shop and no cheese in the dairy.

-Sorry, Zoomer. Try me later.

-OK. Thanks, Super. Laters.

-Yo! My crew!

-You feeling better now, Zoomer? Ready to groove?

Nah. I'm still starving. Super didn't have any cheese.

And he makes it his business never to run out of that.

So he called the dairy, and they are fresh out too.

BUZZ BUZZ!

Rastamouse, come in, come in!

Are you reading me? Message from President Wensley Dale. Come now!

Guess we'd better shift, crew. The president needs us.

-Oh... My poor empty stomach!

-You'll live, Zoomer. Come on.

Ah, Easy Crew. Thank goodness you're here. Me need you to help me.

I think there must be a thief on the loose, taking all of the cheese.

Super's fridge, it's been cleaned out.

All the dairy's cheese is missing too.

Them poor little orphans' breakfast is gone.

Me don't know what to do.

Don't worry yourself, Wensley Dale.

Da Easy Crew is on the case. Come on, crew. Time to investigate.

-Yo, Missy D. How are you doing?

-Oh, I'm all right.

Me wish me could say the same for them orphans.

They're upset. When them woke up this morning,

all the breakfast had gone.

Poor little things. They need some proper food.

That's dread! I know just how they feel.

Tell me, Missy D, did you notice anything unusual this morning?

No. Nothing. Oh, wait. Except the kitchen window.

It was a bit open. It should have been shut.

Thanks, Missy. Laters. Come on, crew. Let's get over to Super's.

Woo hoo!

-Here I come. Woo!

-Coming through!

-Yo, Super.

-Oh, Rastamouse!

-Did Zoomer already tell you what happened?

-That's right.

We're searching for clues that might help us find out what is going on.

Did you notice anything different this morning?

-My cheese! It's all gone.

-Argh. I mean apart from that.

I see. No, sorry. But me do have CCTV.

You can check the tape.

Thanks, Super. Easy Crew, time to check Half Pint at the dairy.

Yo, Half Pint. What's going on?

Oh, Easy Crew. Me can't believe it.

The whole of my cheese stock, gone!

-Don't stress.

-We're on the case and we're looking for clues.

-Did you spot anything unusual?

-No.

Only a whole lot of empty shelves. But me do have a CCTV.

Thanks, Half Pint. Check you later.

Come on, crew. Time to check out these tapes.

Look at that! This mouse has no shame.

He's not even trying to hide his identity.

I wonder what he wants with all of that cheese. Mmmm...

Me not know, but me have an idea how we can find out.

Zoomer, first me need you to design some banging flyers.

-Scratchy, then we'll need to borrow the president's plane.

-Cool.

Huh?

Cheese pie competition? Tonight?

In the ballroom at the president's mansion?

And the prize for the best pie

a thousand pounds of cheese?

You not bring a pie, you not get in.

Me got to get started straightaway.

Oh, man. This is going to be one special, special cheese pie.

I'm bound to win that cheese prize.

Ah... Pie perfection.

Now to just put it in the oven, then I'll go and smarten up.

Yo, Rastamouse! This party's going to be boombastic.

I'm going to spin enough rough rhythms!

Just as long as you make sure everyone in Grove Town got a flyer.

This party is going to go with a bang.

I can't wait to sample them cheese pies that everyone is making

-for the competition. Mmmm-mmmm!

-About that, Rastamouse.

I was just wondering, how is anyone going to make a cheese pie

without cheese?

That is a very good question, Scratchy...

Ah! Perfect.

That smells heavenly.

Mmmm-hmmm.

My pie can't fail to please.

In the recipe me used, there was every kind of cheese.

I can't understand why no-one's come yet!

We dropped loads of flyers.

-Rastamouse, what's going on?

-Don't worry, Zoomer.

You did good, and me have a funny feeling

that we're going to get our first guest any minute now.

Scratchy, cut the sound.

Er...Huh?

My brethren, that looks like a wonderful dish. Step forward.

I'm sorry to say your pie is going to prove you've broken the law.

What's going on?

The cheese is gone from everywhere,

so come on, tell us how you've created this dish

that's clearly made of cheese.

OK... It was me that stole all the cheese.

Me took it all back to my den. Me know me shouldn't have done it.

Me promise me not do it again.

Show da Easy Crew where your den is.

But what about the competition?

There never was a party or a competition.

Me set the whole thing up to get the cheese chief here.

Me knew he could not resist the prize.

For sure, him be the only one with cheese to make a pie.

That's genius, Rastamouse!

Wicked! Let's go!

Man, just look at all that cheese.

Brethren, who was going to eat all this cheese

if you hadn't got caught, that is?

Just me alone, me must admit.

Me really love to cook, but me don't have any friends to share it with.

That's why me I get fat. Look.

You to take it back. Every single slice.

Back to the dairy and the shop, and lastly, to the little orphan mice.

Wheeee!

Give back the cheese to those baby mice now.

-No-one must do it but you.

-Nice to meet you, little ones.

Me name Bandulu. Me so, so sorry me upset you.

-HE LAUGHS

-Me promise, me not do it again!

Ah, me see how you is with them orphan.

So me think me know how you can start to make a bad thing good.

But you might need a few pots and pan.

Me have an important call to make. Soon come.

PHONE RINGS

Greetings! Mm-hm...

Oh... Good. Yes.

Go on... Oh, yes! Me see.

That plan there sound proper, Rastamouse!

Bandulu...

if you is ready now to give up your life as a crook,

it would be me pleasure to crown you as the orphanage head cook!

ALL CHEER

Oh! Thank you so much!

Me won't let you down.

When do me start?

Me think, immediately. Them orphans look mighty hungry!

BUZZ BUZZ!

'Easy Crew. Come in. Come in!

'Are you reading me? Message from President Wensley Dale.

'Listen up, you three.

'Rastamouse - come in, come in! Me love your crucial plan.

'Me think, it's a recipe for success.'

Thanks! Me love that. Irie, man!

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