Stumped Rastamouse

# Zooba zooba zooba dan

# 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 ting good. #

Woah!

Zoomer, you're supposed to catch!

And lose me head?!

Great stroke, Scratchy.

And your catching not bad, either.

-T'anks, Dwain.

-You could improve your footwork

and raise your batting average.

Scratchy is a fierce player. You not seen nuttin' yet.

You nah be so sure, Rastamouse.

When it comes to cricket, Dwain the postman is the expert!

Battin', bowlin', fieldin', scorin'...me tell you all about it.

And it not be borin'.

That sounds like the business, Dwain.

Why don't you stick around? We always appreciate expert guidance.

Yeah, breda. Me give you some tips.

RADIO: Listen up, me Grove Town posse.

Nah forget what's on this afternoon.

The President's annual cricket match.

Oh! Tell you the truth, me nah know nothin' about cricket.

All that hitting a ball with a bat and running about an' ting.

Me prefer the crucial sounds. Like this happening tune.

REGGAE MUSIC PLAYS

It's a smooth bowl from Zoomer.

A clever hit from Scratchy.

And some useful runnin' between the wickets.

You sure know your stuff, Dwain. For sure, man.

Ah, Rastamouse!

Thank goodness me find you. Me need your help real bad!

It's the big cricket match this afternoon,

and me star player injured his paw and can't play!

-That is dread.

-Chill, Wensley Dale.

What can da Easy Crew do to help?

Me need you to find me a wicked new player, and fast!

No worry, Wensley.

Me and the crew, we are on the case.

-You're lookin' for a star player, right?

-Correct, Zoomer.

Somebody who know everything about the game, right?

Correct again, Zoomer.

Somebody who can bat hard, catch good and run fast.

Zoomer, you mean...?

Yes! Dwain! SCRATCHY SIGHS

You mean he a proper first-class cricketer?

-Well...

-What you say, Rastamouse?

-You think him could do it?

-Him certainly very knowledgeable.

-Ain't that right, Scratchy?

-Yeah, for sure.

Me hearing only good tings from your friends, Dwain.

And not one single boast from you.

Me like that. Ha-ha! Welcome to the President's eleven.

T'anks again, Easy Crew.

You help me out of a bad situation. See you at practice, Dwain.

Bwoy, you is the luckiest mouse in Mouseland.

It's not every day you get asked to be on the President's cricket team.

-It's a real honour.

-T'anks. Me appreciate it.

Come on, Easy Crew, time to get back to the studio.

REGGAE MUSIC PLAYS

-Wicked.

-Sweet.

-Pick it up!

-RADIO:

-Rastamouse. Come in. Come in.

Are you reading me?

Message from President Wensley Dale. Come to the pavilion immediately!

-That sounds serious.

-Easy Crew - let's split.

-Whoo! Ha-ha!

-Comin' through!

-Oh! Rastamouse!

-Oh! Oh, sorry.

Here you go. That sack look mighty heavy.

- No worries. - On your way to cricket practice?

Just finished me rounds.

Delivered all me mail, now I'm goin' home to have a quick snack.

Hmmm.

Strange. Hm! Come on.

-What goin' on, Wensley Dale?

-Rastamouse, we have a big problem.

Someone thieve up the ball, bat and wicket!

Them break into the locker over there, and without kit,

there can be no cricket!

-Who would do that?

-The whole town love the annual cricket match.

-All except one mouse.

-You know who, Rastamouse?

-Not yet.

But the clues must be around here somewhere.

Look! What's this?

-That's nuttin'. Just an old stamp.

-Mm-hm.

-But here's a proper clue - tyre tracks.

-Come on, Crew.

Let's follow them tracks and see where we end up.

-Yeah!

-Let's go.

-Whoo!

Zoomer comin' through!

Hey, yeah, man!

Keep up, guys.

Ha-ha-ha! Love it.

Me like your sandcastle. Especially your flag.

Hey! The flagpole!

THEY GASP The President's cricket stump!

Lickle one, how you get that?

HE SQUEAKS There's the other stumps!

-And look, the President's cricket pads.

-Here, lickle ones.

Can you show me where you got them tings for your irie raft?

THEY SQUEAK Look! The President's cricket whites.

Yeah, but them not so white any more!

And the rest of the cricket kit.

-Let's tell the President the good news!

-Not so fast, Zoomer.

First, we have to get these whites white again.

-And we still have a thief to catch.

-But how?

Nah fret, Scratchy.

Me have a plan. First, we just got to call the Pres.

PHONE RINGS

Greetings. Yes, Rastamouse.

Hmm? What?

Me cricket set, and me kit?

That there plan sound well proper, Rastamouse.

Irie, man.

The President cool with that.

-What's the plan, Rastamouse?

-We tell Grove Town the match is still on.

-And what about catchin' the thief?

-No worries, Zoomer.

It'll all come out in the wash.

The match is back on!

So no worry, no fret, cos we find the President's cricketing set!

The grubby old whites in the washing machine.

The Wash Wash Laundry gonna get them all clean.

What's the plan, Rastamouse?

-You'll see, Zoomer.

-Shhh!

I think someone's comin', Rastamouse.

-We won't let them slip through our paws. Howzat!

-The game is up!

ALL: Dwain?!

-What goin' on?

-Me real sorry, guys.

Me thought you liked cricket!

Easy Crew, me let you down bad. Me cricketing skills, them is patchy.

Me love the game, but me have to admit -

me not nearly as good as Scratchy.

When the President asked me to play on his team, me panic

and try to think of a way of gettin' that cricket match cancelled.

That's why me hide the kit - so the team could not play.

Me must say, me had me suspicions

when me see you after your post round today.

Me notice your bag wasn't empty or flat,

and that you might have had something hidden away.

-Me so sorry.

-Dwain, you know everything about the game!

-It no matter that you can't play as well.

-Righteous, Scratchy.

Me know that now, but it too late. Me thief and gone bad already.

No worry yourself, Dwain.

-There's always a way to make a bad ting good.

-But how, Rastamouse?

First, we'll check the President at the pavilion.

Dwain, me can see that you feel pretty bad,

and you know what you did was extreme.

But me still got one big massive problem.

Me need another player for me team!

Rastamouse, we forgot all about that!

No fret now, President. We have the answer right here.

-We do?

-What you sayin', Rastamouse?

Me sayin' that Scratchy is the wickedest player.

Scratchy? You know me looking for a proper cricketer?

Yes, Mr President. Scratchy is well proper.

She the best player me know!

Oh, Zoomer!

Well, bless me whiskers! The Easy Crew saved the day again.

-Scratchy, welcome to the President's team.

-Cool!

You see? A bad ting turned good.

But me still wish there was something me could do.

You know more about cricket than anyone in Mouseland.

You have a natural way with words,

and me know just how you can help out.

A lovely shot from Scratchy as she notches up a fine score.

Go on, Scratchy, go on! Go!

Tings are really in the balance.

To make them runs pile up,

now everything's down to Scratchy to win the President's cup.

CHEERING

This is Dwain on the pitch for For Real FM,

bringing the scores as me get them.

Dwain, me can't thank you enough for being For Real FM's

very own sports commentator.

Now me can relax and enjoy the show.

Match, Little Patch, not show.

Rastamouse, you was right. Scratchy is a real proper champion!

Ah, crucial!

Now we come to the final ball of the match.

-You can do it, Scratchy!

-You're the best, Scratchy!

Scratchy knocked that out of the park.

That's three in a row now she's hit for six.

What a winner! What a skylark!

Howzat for a Scratchy hat trick?

You did well good, Scratchy.

You won the game for the President.

Me wouldn't be half as good without me friends believing in me.

T'anks, Easy Crew.

-RADIO:

-Easy Crew. Easy Crew, come in. Come in!

Are you reading me? Message from the President. Listen up, you three.

Rastamouse, come in, come in. That was a winning plan,

and Scratchy's skills, them bowl me over!

Thanks. She love that. Irie, man.

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