Rainin' Cheese Rastamouse

# Zooba dooba dooba dang

# 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 the work is through

# Give it up, give it up

# Give it up for da Easy Crew

# Solvin' mysteries in the neighbourhood

# Always there to make a bad ting good. #

Whoo-hoo!

Yeah, man.

PANTING Huh? What that noise?

Hey, mmm, cheese triangles.

Me favourite flavour.

Cool.

What? Ooh! Ha-ha-ha!

Me can't believe this. This seriously crazy, man.

Ha-ha!

Look at this, Rastamouse, that clown looks

so funny with that wig and those massive shoes.

And look at him clothes, them is bare jokes too!

You know what I'm saying?

Me would love to see one of them clown performing live.

Fi real, but at least we have

the Mouseland's Got Talent show to look forward to.

That's always proper entertaining.

Man, you're never going to believe what just happened.

Me was skating along, minding my own business when, suddenly,

out of the sky dropped a mini cheese right in front of me!

-Then, it started raining mini cheeses, bare mini cheeses!

-Ha-ha!

Zoomer, me know you was proper hungry when you head out to get

a snack, you sure you not been seeing things?

Me swear down, it's the truth. No word of a lie.

Then let's see some of that cheese rain, then, Zoomer.

Well, it was like this, you see,

me was fully intending to save all the evidence but,

well, them was me favourite flavour and me was proper starving and ting.

RADIO BUZZES

Rastamouse, come in, come in, are you reading me?

Message from President Wensley Dale, come immediately.

Come on, crew, looks like the pres need us.

-Sweet, let's ride. I'm in the mood to solve a mystery.

-Ha-ha!

-Me wonder what the pres wants.

-Me bet him saw that cheese rain too.

Fi sure, that must be what this all about.

Maybe, Zoomer, we're going to find out soon enough anyways.

Yo, Pres, wa'gwan?

Oh, Easy Crew, thank goodness you're here

cos me feeling proper stressed and vexed.

Me got so much thing to organise that me

not know where to turn next.

Me been trying to organise the talent show. Then Bandulu,

him called me up too.

Him say all them orphans' tennis balls gone missing

and him not know what to do.

Him can't get them likkle ones to their tennis lesson

-without them tennis balls.

-You're not afraid now, Mr President.

The Easy Crew is on the case.

We'll go investigate them missing tennis balls

and leave you to get on with organising that talent show.

Oh, thanks, Rastamouse, and thanks, Easy Crew.

-Come on, crew, let's shift. Laters, Pres.

-Laters, guys.

PHONE RINGS

Greetings. Oh, Super?

Really? No, me can't believe it. Leave it with me.

-Yo, Bandulu.

-Yo, guys.

-Boy, me is glad to see you.

-Why? Wa'gwan?

Oh, them likkle ones so upset.

Them love their tennis lessons so much but me can't take them

to them lesson if them not got no balls to play with.

Don't worry yourself, Bandulu.

We'll get them tennis balls back for you.

Yeah, man, let's look for clues.

-Me not find nothing.

-Me neither.

And there's nothing in this recycling bin either.

Me know Carlton collect the recycling today

but me sure him would not take them tennis balls too.

Let's go check Carlton anyways. Crew, it's the only clue.

-Thanks, guys, Laters.

-Laters.

-LIKKLE ONES: Laters.

Yo, Natty, wa'gwan?

Oh, Easy Crew, me in a panic, me lost the fancy hat me was making for

the Sandy Bay Boyz performance at the Mouseland's Got Talent show.

Maybe someone thief them.

Or maybe Carlton took them with the recycling.

Me positive Carlton not do that.

Me did give him a funny wig, an old jacket

and a broke-up top hat to take

but him would not take them criss hats. Me sure of it.

Don't worry yourself, Natty, the Easy Crew is on the case.

We'll get them hats back for you.

Come on, crew, let's get over to Carlton

and check in with him anyway.

-It's all we have to go on. Laters, Natty.

-Laters, Easy Crew.

-Yo, Carlton, you cool?

-Yo, guys, me cool, thanks.

Me just wondering what me

going to do with these supersize trainers that Sol getting rid of.

-Man, them is proper giant shoes.

-You know what I'm saying?

-Them is ex-display.

-Wha?

-Me thinking them was in the shop window.

-Oh.

That's right, but me sure them is way too big for any ordinary mouse.

-Fi real.

-Anyway, wa'gwan with you guys?

We trying to find the likkle orphans' tennis balls

-and some of Natty's fancy hats.

-Did you take them, Carlton?

-It must have been you.

-Zoomer.

-This is all me pick up today.

This old jacket, this funny wig and this mashup top hat

from Natty's and these whole pie tins from the orphanage.

Hmm, that's strange.

Easy Crew, let's go get a juice from Super's

and think about we next move.

-Thanks, Carlton.

-Good luck with your search, anyways, guys.

-Laters.

-Laters.

-Yo, crew.

-Yo, Super. You got any of that juice we like?

Me not sure about that because all me can think about right now

is me missing delivery of mini cheese-triangles.

-Me can't find them anywhere.

-Oh, man, that is dread.

Me love them mini cheeses but me wish me never ate all of them

ones that fell from the sky this morning.

Zoomer, me think maybe we should go

and investigate this place where you say that cheese fell from the sky.

-Huh? Where that?

-Don't fret, Super, the Easy Crew is on the case.

-We'll find your missing cheese triangles.

-Thanks, guys, laters.

Me can't see any cheese, Zoomer.

It was definitely here somewhere, me sure of it.

-HE GROANS:

-Oh, what have you done?

Listen.

Wa'gwan, me brother? Why you looking so down?

Well, me name's Coco and me wanted to be a juggler, me wanted to enter

that talent show bad but things kept going wrong with me act, you know?

And that's what's making me sad.

Well, I've been practising hard to get it right.

I tried juggling with those mini cheese but the thing is,

I'm not very good at it, so they just got stuck in the trees.

That explains the raining cheese.

But it not explain them missing hats and tennis balls.

We still not find no clue.

Hmm, Coco, me been wondering, did you take them likkle orphans'

tennis balls and them fancy hats from Natty Kass?

Well, I didn't really take them,

Rastamouse, I were trying to find some thing to juggle with.

Oh, come on, let me show you something.

Coco, you must ask before you borrow stuff

or go juggling it up in the air

cos then it gets lost and stuck and ting

and that's really just not fair.

Oh, I'm sorry, Rastamouse, I'll make sure I return everything

and any eaten cheese, well, that's going to be paid for

and I promise I won't borrow anything

or juggle without asking any more.

-Sweet.

-So, Zoomer, can me borrow some of your drumsticks? Please?

Of course, Coco, seeing as you asked so nicely.

You see, I really want to enter this talent contest, guys. Look.

HE SHOUTS

ZOOMER LAUGHS

-Zoomer, you must not laugh.

-I'm sorry but me can't help it.

-Coco is bare funny, you know.

-Wait! Coco, you've given me an idea.

Look at this. Me tink me know how we can recycle some of them

ting Carlton collected earlier and how Coco could impress

the audience at the Mouseland's Got Talent contest.

Scratchy, you come up with a genius plan, so it only fair

that you should put in that call to the president

and start to make a bad ting good.

PHONE RINGS

Greetings. Scratchy, is that you? Ah, me see.

Oh, that plan there sound proper, Rasta...

Me mean, Scratchy.

Scratchy, are you sure this is going to work?

That hat, them shoes

and them clothes that Natty threw away are sure going to help.

And me pretty sure that Scratchy's idea gonna keep

the whole audience entertained.

-ZOOMER GIGGLES

-You know what I'm saying?

OK, here goes.

Right, here you go, boys and girls.

HE LAUGHS NERVOUSLY

Oh!

OK.

Look out!

Another one.

GIGGLING

Ta-da! Thank you.

-That Coco was amazing.

-Me never think a clown could be so funny.

And it all because of you, Scratchy, helping Coco use him

natural talents to make us all laugh.

-Yeah, that proper genius.

-True dat.

RADIO BUZZES

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 how you juggle them plan.

Me think Coco's clown capers, dem classic.

Thanks. Me love that.

Irie, man.

# Give it up, give it up

# Give it up for da Easy Crew

# Solving mysteries in the neighbourhood

# Always there to make a bad ting good. #