Natty Hill Carnival 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. #

-Ah, that song is wicked, guys.

-Cool.

We well ready to ride the rhythms at carnival, now.

True that, Rastamouse.

Hey, guys. Did you hear

that the wicked steel band Riddim Stix gonna be performing, too?

Yeah, and me can't wait to see

what costume's they're gonna be wearing.

I heard that they always wear the coolest stuff.

And me can't wait to see what them little orphans

gonna be wearing, too.

Especially as they'll be dancing along

-with the Riddim Stix float.

-You know what me can't wait for?

-BOTH:

-Bandulu's jerk cheese pies?

Er, yeah. How you guess that?

-BOTH:

-Ha-ha!

Now, President Wensley Dale,

are you absolutely sure these costumes for the steel band

are gonna be safe here at your mansion?

Oh, me have no doubt whatsoever about that, Natty Kass.

It's just that me stayed up very late to get these finished

cos me wanted to make them extra, extra special.

It's such an honour to be asked to make them.

The Riddim Stix are the wickedest steel band around, you know?

-They always step out in the best costumes.

-No need to worry.

There's nowhere safer than the president's mansion.

Oh, thank you, President.

The Riddim Stix band are going to pass by later

to pick them up from you.

Me must get on. Me have important presidential business to attend to.

OK, see you at the carnival, then. Laters!

Laters, Natty Kass.

-Hello, Natty Kass.

-What's up, Frank?

Oh, oh, oh, me so excited. Me got a very important job to do.

Me been asked to paint the banner for the Riddim Stix float.

Oh, that's wicked, Frankie. Me just finish making their costumes.

Your Uncle Wensley's kindly looking after them for me.

Oh, that's cool. Me would love to see them.

Nobody's supposed to see them before carnival.

Oh, OK. Anyways, me better go and get started on this banner straightaway.

Yeah, man!

Sweet.

I love this.

This track is hotter than hot, Rastamouse.

-RADIO CRACKLES

-Rastamouse, come in.

Are you reading me? Message from President Wensley Dale.

Come immediately.

Come on, crew. We better shift out and fast.

Whooo, come on! Let's go!

Oh, Easy Crew,

me glad you're here cos me need your help right now.

Me lost something extra important. It's gone and me not know how.

Me agree to do Natty Kass a favour

and take care of them costumes she made.

Me tell she that nowhere be safer than here.

Now, me think me make a big mistake.

Them crucial carnival costumes, them gone!

Don't worry, Wensley Dale.

But the Riddim Stix are coming to collect them costumes, and soon!

We'll get the costumes back for you.

But first, we need to look for clues.

-Not in here.

-Or here. Me think this thief...

Yo, guys, check this out. Splatters of paint.

They is everywhere.

What's this? Tracks! But two sets - that's weird.

One of them looks just like skateboard tracks

but the other one, me not sure.

-Maybe them is from a scooter.

-Inside the mansion?

Me not think so, Zoomer.

Oh, they must come from the clothes rail

that the costumes were hanging upon.

There's only one thing for it.

We've got to follow them tracks and see where them lead.

Come on, guys. Let's move.

-Laters, President.

-Be as quick as you can, now. Please.

The Riddim Stix gonna be collecting their costumes any minute.

Laters, Easy Crew. Good luck.

Come on!

Shake it!

Look, more paint splatters.

-And look, them tracks stop just here.

-Sorry, Scratchy.

That's all right, Zoomer.

Cos otherwise me would never have found this.

Ah, nice work, Scratchy.

Oh, man! Check that out!

That's the original Grovetrotters basketball kit from back in the day.

For real?

Look, more paint.

Me think it's time we had a little chat with Mimi C.

Let's go inside.

Oh, no. This is worse than terrible.

Oh, me so sorry, Frankie.

Yo, Frank. Mimi C. Wagwan?

Well, Frank needed these costumes washed in a big hurry

and me was really busy already,

but me try me best to help and do it quickly.

That's when me must have made a mistake.

Me wash them too hot and now...

Them shrunk.

Me gonna be in b-b-big trouble with Uncle Wensley, now.

And Natty Kass. And the steel band. Oh, this is bad!

But why you need them to be cleaned in the first place, Frank?

Me know me shouldn't have done it,

but me took a sneaky peak at them costumes.

Well, then me forgot to cover them back up.

And then, when me started building the banner,

me was enjoying it so much,

that me not realise that paint was splashing all over the place.

Oh, and all over them amazing costumes, too.

Me thought me could get them cleaned up

and back to the mansion before anyone knew they were missing.

-What me going to do, now?!

-Listen up, now, Frankie.

Cos however bad you feel,

the important thing is telling the truth,

then you know you're keeping it real.

Let's head back to the mansion and let Uncle Wensley know wagwan.

Oh, man. Me not looking forward to this.

-ALL:

-Laters, Mimi.

-Oh, Mimi, just one more thing.

-Who that wicked basketball kit belong to?

-Oh, that?

That belong to the Mouseland Grovetrotters.

When they retired, they never came back to collect it.

It looked so banging,

me decided to put it on display to attract more customers.

That's cool. Thanks, Mimi.

-Catch you later.

-Laters, Rastamouse.

THEY SOB

Yo, Natty Kass. Wagwan?

And why these little ones looking so sad

-when it nearly time for carnival?

-Oh, Rastamouse, me feeling so bad.

Me was so excited about making them costumes for the Riddim Stix

that me forget that me promise

to make these little ones carnival costumes, too.

Now, they have nothing to wear for the procession.

Oh, don't worry yourself, little ones. Ha-ha!

Wagwan, Rastamouse?

Frank and Natty, me think me have an idea

how you can make a bad thing good.

Me gonna call the president.

Me gonna need you to make a little delivery.

Well, you see, the thing is, it's like this. The costumes are...

PHONE RINGS

Oh, excuse me one moment.

Greetings, Rastamouse.

Oh, no! Oh!

Oh, thank goodness.

That plan there sound proper. Laters.

Now, where was me? Oh, yes, that's right.

Them costumes - they're on their way.

Welcome, all, to the Natty Hill Carnival.

Give it up for the carnival king and queen.

-What's the plan, Rastamouse?

-Ha-ha! You'll see, Zoomer.

Hey-hey! That's genius, Rastamouse.

Them orphans are looking wicked in their Riddim Stix costumes.

Yeah, man! And the Riddim Stix got to be the coolest dudes

on the planet wearing that Grovetrotters basketball kit.

-For real.

-This is the best Natty Hill Carnival yet.

-True that, Zoomer.

-It's seriously irie, for real.

Hee-hee-hee! Set them pies up, Bandulu.

It would be me pleasure, Zoomer.

Hee-hee-hee! Wicked! Thanks, brother.

RADIO CRACKLES

Easy Crew, come in, come in. Are you reading me?

Message from President Wensley Dale, listen up.

Rastamouse, come in, come in.

That was a really cool plan

and the carnival parade was the best yet.

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. #