Book Ah Records 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. #

Hmm, you can't have a new Mouseland book of records

without a new record being broken.

Are you sure, Typo?

Yeah, there's no new records.

Ah, that is dread.

And me so hungry too, time to order me lunch.

Wa'gwan? Me can't understand this.

SCRATCHY STOPS PLAYING

Why you stop playing, Scratchy?

Cos me so excited!

Typo's getting ready to print a new Mouseland book of records.

The Mouseland book of records! What's that?

Zoomer, it's a book that says which mice are the fastest or the biggest

or the best at everything in Mouseland.

-Ah.

-That's one cool book, man.

Me tink me could get in as Mouseland's speediest skater.

We might be in the book for selling the most records of all time.

Love dat, but no, you need to tink about a different kind of record.

Easy Crew, let's jam.

STATIC

'Easy Crew, come in, come in, are you reading me?

'Message from Wensley Dale - come immediately.'

You heard the President - no time for practising now, let's shift.

Woo, come on!

-Woo!

-Let's go.

Come on, Easy Crew.

-Zoomer!

-Zoomer coming through!

-Yo, Wensley Dale, yo, Typo.

-Yo, Rastamouse.

Oh, Easy Crew, me so glad you came,

cos we've been so busy with this book

that we both end up getting hungry, and now we have no time to cook.

-Yeah.

-So, we try and call up Papa to order pizza in for us to share.

But when me dial him number, it seems dat there's no-one there.

No pizza? That is dread.

I can't understand wa'gwan, Papa's is always open.

Hmm, leave it to us, President, nah worry,

we'll check out Papa's straight away.

Thanks, Easy Crew.

No worries. Irie, man.

Wa'gwan, Rastamouse?

Hmm, the door is locked. This is all very odd.

-Papa? Papa? Papa?

-Yo, Easy Crew.

-Easy Crew.

-There no point calling or knocking, Papa's not here.

He not there. Him tell us he go away on urgent business.

-The pizza place been shut for three days.

-Three days.

-For sure.

-Yeah, for sure.

-This is dread.

Me wonder where he gone.

Me wonder when me ever going to have another pizza.

STATIC

'Easy Crew, come in, are you reading me?

'There's trouble down at the orphanage.

'Get yourselves there immediately.'

Easy Crew, come quick, we're needed at the orphanage.

HUMMING

Where that singing coming from?

-Zoomer.

-But-But...

-Come on.

-OK, me coming.

Wa'gwan!

Me nah understand - it's like the orphans are turned into statues.

This is odd.

-Yo.

-Yo, Bagga T.

-Easy Crew.

Wa'gwan with them lickle orphans?

Me name's Bagga T, Bagga trouble, double G,

me want to help the orphans stand like statues, see.

If them hold the pose real tight, try hard with all their might,

they might set a brand new record, right?

Me see! To get in the Mouseland book of records!

So, what's wrong?

The orphans, they've not had no food and ting.

That is dread.

What's that, lickle one?

She said I have had toast and jam, and that's OK,

but really, they're missing them cheese pies.

No cheese pies for them lickle ones? Where's Bandulu?

Him left them toast and jam, but Bandulu him just ran,

so me can't go get them cheese, but do you tink you can?

Hmm, Papa's gone and now Bandulu as well - this is a proper mystery.

How about we go to Supers and get the orphans some cheese?

Then they can concentrate on breaking a record!

Me love dat. Easy Crew, come on.

Strange that it's this busy and ting.

-Super?

-Easy Crew. Rastamouse. Y'all got to help me.

What's the problem, Super?

All the mice are asking for cheese, and me not got any.

Me thought I might have some spare in the fridge, but no!

-Me sold it all.

-Can't you wait for the next delivery?

-But there are no deliveries.

-No cheese deliveries?!

Seems like all of Mouseland has turned into a mystery.

-Papa's disappeared.

-Bandulu's gone.

There's no cheese in the store.

-And no cheese deliveries from the dairy.

-Me wonder wa'gwan.

Half Pint's normally so good at doing them deliveries.

Me tink we need to get down to the dairy and check this out right away.

This is odd! There's no-one here.

So now Half Pint's disappeared too.

SNORING What that?

Half Pint?

What?! Easy Crew? Me must have fallen asleep.

So that's why there's been no deliveries!

-There's been no cheese made.

-No cheese been made?!

That's all me been doing. Me reckon me been making record quantities.

The ting is, Super say him had nothing, no cheese at all.

That's the weird ting.

-As soon as me make a batch of cheese, it all get bought up.

-Hmm.

So all the cheese is gone before you can deliver it?

Me just can't make it quick enough.

Hmm. Tell me, Half Pint, these customers who buy all the cheese,

-what them look like?

-Oh, what them look like? Me not know.

-Me too busy making cheese.

-You not recognise any of them?

Nah. But me say this. There was nothing unusual about them.

-Just regular customers.

-ALARM BEEPS

Is that the time? Me better get started on a new batch of cheese.

So many strange things. What we gonna do, Rastamouse?

The president needs pizza and the orphans need cheese.

-Or they won't set the record for the best statues.

-Maybe that's it.

-What?

-Maybe there's only one mystery that's behind all the others.

-Me not understand.

-Zoomer, here's the plan.

This is what we gonna do about the cheese problem...

-Get down, Zoomer.

-Me sorry.

How long we got to wait?

Me tink till Half Pint finished her latest batch of cheese.

When that? Mmm. That smells good.

-Me tink that cheese is ready.

-For sure.

Me tink we might find the answer to the mystery very soon. Look!

Don't worry about delivering that cheese, Half Pint.

-Me buy it all right now.

-Ah, excuse me.

-You better take your hand off that.

-No, no. Me gonna buy it all.

-Me tink you'll find me was here first.

-I don't a-think so.

Those mice. They're so unfamiliar! But who are they?

Hmm. Why don't we go find out?

Yo! You two.

-Rastamouse.

-Easy Crew.

-Bandulu!

-Papa!

So it was you two all the time, buying all the cheese. But why?

To get in the Mouseland Book of Records

by baking the most cheese pies ever.

And I wanted to be in the book for making the most a-pizzas.

But you never make them.

There was never enough cheese to break the record for the most pies.

-Or the most a-pizzas.

-Me tink me know the reason for that.

If you buy up all the cheese for yourselves,

-there won't be enough for you both.

-BOTH: Ooooh.

And cos you both been away, the orphans been missing them pies

and the president been missing him pizza.

-Me sorry.

-Me too. I only wanted to break the record.

Hmm. Me got an idea. Bandulu, Papa, time to make a bad ting good.

PHONE RINGS

Greetings.

-PRESIDENT LAUGHS

-That plan sound proper, Rastamouse.

Citizens of Mouseland, it gives me great pleasure

to present to you the new Mouseland Book of Records.

ALL CHEER

And the new record holders, Papa and Bandulu,

with their biggest-ever record-breaking pizza pie.

That is one big cheese pie!

And me want to congratulate the lickle orphans

for setting a new record for standing like statues.

RADIO CRACKLES

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

'Message from the President. Listen up, you three.

'Come in. That was a record-breaking plan,

'and that pizza pie was the greatest.'

Thanks. Me love that!

Irie, man.

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