Sugacube Rastamouse

# Zooba, zooba, zooba-danga

# Zooba, zooba, zooba-day

# Rastamouse and Scratchy and Zoomer

# Also known as the Easy Crew

# Crime fighters They're very special agents

# Playing reggae when the work is through

# Give it up, give it up

# Give it up for the Easy Crew

# Solvin' mysteries in the neighbourhood

# Always there to make a bad thing good. #

MUSIC PLAYS

This tune is sweet - fit for the president!

The best yet - guaranteed number one hit!

Well done, Easy Crew.

Right, so c-c-can we split now?

Irie! We done a good day's work.

You're always in such a hurry these days, Zoomer.

Yeah, yeah. Me meeting me new friend, Dexter.

We can copy this onto CDs tomorrow. Come on.

Let's go get us some cheese pie.

Mm! That sound good, Rastamouse!

-Yo, Zoomer!

-Dexter!

Me thought me would check where you and crew hang out.

This is where you make your songs?

We just finished a top-ranking track!

Tomorrow, we're copying it to CDs - all for the president.

-You can be the first to have a copy.

-Crucial! Thanks.

So when me gonna get a tour of the famous Nuff Song Studio?

You want to have a look round now?

-Why ya think me come so early?

-Sure thing.

-That look like a cool instrument to play.

-Try it.

DEXTER PLAYS A BLUESY SOLO

-Not bad!

-You're kiddin' me?

Compared to your stuff, that sound like rubbish.

You have to believe in yourself, man.

Why, this is thirsty work!

-You want some water?

-You stay here. Me can help meself.

MUSIC PLAYS

What a wicked rhythm!

-DJ:

-'Check it out. That was the wicked, wicked track

-'from the new local artist. Him name Sugacube.'

-Hm...

MUSIC PLAYS

RADIO CRACKLES

'Rastamouse, come in, come in!'

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

'Listen up carefully. Me just turn on the radio

'and them playin' this bangin' rhythm

-'by a new artist, name of Sugacube.'

-Hm.

'Me need you to help me find him.

'This track, it proper wicked. The rhythm real cool.

'In fact, it remind me a little bit of, um...

'Oh, me just can't think who.'

Me never heard of no Sugarlump or whatever it is.

Sugacube, ya say? Hm...

FEEDBACK ON RADIO

-Shh! Listen up, listen up!

-MUSIC PLAYS

-THEY GASP

-That's our track!

-DJ:

-'I can't stop myself playing this solid tune over and over.

'Sugacube is my sweetness.

'You heard it first on For Real FM.'

That is well dread!

Come on, crew. It's time to check out what go on.

-ZOOMER GASPS

-The master disc! It gone!

Somebody must have thief it.

And me mind tell me this new artist Sugacube is our mouse.

Let's go and see Wensley Dale.

Whoo!

Ha-ha! Come on! Keep up, guys!

Check this!

Bustin' moves! Come on!

Ah, Easy Crew.

That was quick. Did you track this Sugacube down?

Me can't believe me never heard about him,

-and them say him come from Grovetown.

-Sugacube?!

Him nothin' but a criminal!

That is our track you was groovin' to.

-What are you saying?

-Somebody must have come into the studio

and thief our master disc.

That's not proper at all. You have to find this thief quick o'clock!

-But we no' have a clue who would do such a thing.

-Rastamouse?

Take it easy, everybody.

Me have a good idea where to start lookin'.

So ya sayin' ya not know who this Sugacube is?

No, but me sure love him music. It dread!

"His music"?!

The listeners are going mad for it! Me can't stop playing him.

Hm. Tell me something, Little Patch,

if you not know this Sugacube, how come you have him CD?

Me just find it on the deck, right here. Check it out.

Hm...

No, me never heard of no Sugacube before now.

So where all the CDs come from?

Them arrive in the post this morning.

-Now them selling like hot cakes.

-Easy Crew, let's split,

and see what we can find out.

'Scuse me. You know this Sugacube?

Irie, brethren. We're looking to find

that artist you're listening to. You know him?

Dread music, huh? D'you know him?

-No luck.

-Me neither. Zoomer?

-Nothin'.

Me have a funny feeling about this case,

and there was me thinking me knew every musician in Grovetown.

Easy Crew, let's shift.

"Yo, Zoomer.

"Check ya later at the skate park. Dexter."

It not make no sense.

This Sugacube must be very clever

-or very invisible to thief them track.

-Huh?!

What's this?

"Yo, Zoomer.

"Check ya later at the skate park. Dexter."

Ha-ha! Me going to the skate park.

-That's all you have time for these days.

-Sorry, Scratchy.

Soon come. Laters.

Him not know we have a thief to catch?!

Let him go, Scratchy. Me and you will sort this.

How could somebody get inside when them not have no keys?

Nah fret, Scratchy.

Me have a plan - we're gonna make some flyers.

-Huh?

-But first, me have to call the president.

PHONE RINGS

Greetings. Ah, Rastamouse.

Go on, go on. Hm.

Oh. Yes, of course.

That plan there sound proper, Rastamouse.

Mm, mm!

These Ragamuffin cheese pies must be the best in Mouseland.

-ENGINE WHIRRS

-Mm-mm!

Them taste so wicked, me seein' colours in front of me eyes.

Ha-ha! Me too! Like them floating from the sky.

Hey! "What up?

"Get your groovin' selves down to Pow Pow Square

"for the very first meeting

"of the official, authentic mega-boombastic Sugacube fan club."

-DEXTER GASPS

-A Sugacube fan club?!

Wicked! Me gotta be there for that.

You like that Sugacube?

Everybody like Sugacube. The guy is a legend.

-Hey, where you goin'?

-Um...me have to get meself ready.

Me wouldn't want to miss the meeting of the Sugacube fan club.

MUSIC PLAYS, CHEERING

-Yo, fans!

-CHEERING

I can't believe it. This is really him - Sugacube!

I can't believe him have the cheek to turn up!

Yo, brethren. Can you sign this CD for me?

Always a pleasure.

Hm...

Sugacube, me can see that you look real crisp in your cap

And your dark glasses and bling

But them fans, they want to see the real you, you know

The one behind all of them ting

-Time to take off that disguise.

-Dexter?!

THEY GASP

Now, Dexter, me had me suspicions

But me really couldn't be sure

Until me found the note for Zoomer you left

Stuck to Nuff Song Studio door

Check out the signature upon it It match this one, ya no' agree?

So me guess is that it you that thief them Easy Crew master CD!

-Me sorry.

-Me thought you was me friend.

Me not think me good enough to make me own music.

So ya pretend our music was yours?

Me sorry.

Me know it was wrong to thief your tune from the master CD

Just cos me think me can't make me own

With the dry skills that within me.

Of course ya can! Ya have a bag o' skill!

Me heard how you play the guitar.

That not anything.

Me would never have thief if me had talent like the Easy Crew.

Dexter, if you mend your thieving ways

And you're sorry for what you took

This how you're gonna make a bad ting good

And give up this life of a crook

Get yourself down to Nuff Song tonight

Cos if what Zoomer says is true

Me think me can use them talent ya got

To record with the Easy Crew!

CHEERING

-DJ:

-'Another crisp track from the Easy Crew,

-'featuring the newest talent on the block.' True that!

-Wicked!

'Big it up for the dread artiste Dexter!'

Me want to thank you, Zoomer,

for having faith in me when me never had it in meself.

Irie, man. Zoomer is a cool friend.

Ya know what I'm sayin'?

Aw...thanks, guys.

RADIO CRACKLES

'Easy Crew, come in, come in.

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

'Listen up, you three.

'Rastamouse, come in, come in.

'That was a master plan

'and your tune with Dexter is the business!'

Thanks. Me love that. Irie, man!

# Give it up, give it up

# Give it up for the Easy Crew

# Solvin' mysteries in the neighbourhood

# Always there to make a bad thing good. #