Da Rollin' Cheese 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 thing good. #

RASTAMOUSE LAUGHS

ZOOMER LAUGHS

Mmm.

Take a look at all that cheese.

-Mmm, that sure look tasty.

-Fi real.

-Wa'gwan, Chakafella?

-Oi oi! Morning, Easy Crew.

Look, I can't stop to chat.

We've got all this cheese to take to the big food festival.

That's a whole lot of cheese.

And this is only the first batch.

Me wanna make sure every mouse has some.

Mmm. Can we taste a likkle bit?

-Zoomer, you got to be patient.

-RASTAMOUSE LAUGHS

We all get to taste it tonight,

but we've gotta head back to de studio.

We need to put dem finishing touches to dat new tune,

before dat festival begins.

RADIO BLEEPS

'Rastamouse, come in, come in. Are you reading me?

'Message from President Wensleydale. Come immediately.'

Oh, man! How we gon practise now?

Guess we'd better head off, guys.

The president needs us!

-Laters, Chakafella, Halfpint.

-See you later, Easy Crew. Be lucky.

Come on, crew!

Me na know when them gonna be there. Me gonna have to call the orphanage.

-TELEPHONE RINGS

-Hold on.

A name for the banners?

No. Me still na got the name.

-Me gonna have to think.

-Yo, Wensleydale.

-Oh, Rastamouse.

Thank goodness you're here. Me proper rushed off me feet.

Me trying to get de food festival ready,

and get all dem preparations complete.

Bandulu bake some crucial pies, that me got to pick up on the way.

But me still got to think of a name for the feast.

And me got no inspiration today!

-THE PRESIDENT SIGHS

-No problem, Wensley.

The Easy Crew will pick up de pies, and take dem to de festival.

that will give you time to think up a crucial name.

Oh, thank you, Rastamouse. Me so grateful.

Na worry yourself.

The Easy Crew are on the case.

Good luck, Rastamouse!

Rastamouse!

How we are gon pick up de pies

and finish our track to play at the festival?

Oh, man.

Don't tell me Scratchy na gon spin our new groove!

-Me wanted everyone to hear it!

-Na fret, now, guys. Me got a plan.

Scratchy, you and Zoomer skate over to help Bandulu with all them pies,

while me I go finish the track. We can meet at the studio later.

Yeah! Crucial!

That's a proper plan, Rastamouse.

Come on, Zoomer. Me race you there!

ZOOMER LAUGHS

LITTLE MICE SQUEAK

No, likkle one. They're too heavy for you.

-We all got to help get them pies outside together.

-Yo, Bandulu!

-You need a likkle help?

-Oh, thanks, guys. You're just in time.

Super Zoomer's here to help speed them pies to the festival.

Ho-hoo-hoo, them sure smell good!

-SCRATCHY LAUGHS

-Come on, we na got much time,

-and we still need to meet Rastamouse back at the studio.

-True dat!

Whoa, Papa! Them pizzas smell irie, man.

-You on your way to de food festival?

-Oh, yes, Rastamouse.

Si, just as soon-a as I fill up-a the car with these-a!

-You need any help?

-Oh, no-a, it's-a fine-a. Thank you.

OK, take it easy now.

HE LAUGHS

Yo, Stylie! You headed to de food Festival?

-Me packed and ready to ride. See you there, Rastamouse.

-Cool, man.

Yo, Raggamuffin.

HORN BEEPS

HE LAUGHS

HE LAUGHS

Dis tune just need a likkle bit of dis... Ah!

And a likkle bit of dat. Yeah, man!

And they gonna kick it up at de food festival!

HE CHUCKLES RADIO BLEEPS

'Rastamouse! Come in, come in!

'Are you reading me?

'Message from President Wensleydale.

'Call me immediately!'

-Wa'gwan, President?

-Oh, Rastamouse. Thank goodness you called.

Me is here at the big food fest, but there's no food.

No nothing here pon the site! Me getting a little stressed.

-Oh, dat's strange!

-Me waiting here for Halfpint.

She's bringing the truck full of cheese,

and there's no sign of the pizza, nor ginger beer.

Rastamouse, can you help me, please?

Chill. Na worry yourself, Wensley, the Easy Crew is on de case.

Hmmm. This tune is gonna have to wait.

But me wonder where Scratchy and Zoomer got to.

Why them still na here?

Bandulu?

Hmmm.

Looks like they already left with the pies.

Hmmm.

Papa must have gone, too.

And no sign of Scratchy or Zoomer.

This is strange.

RAGGAMUFFIN BEEPS HIS HORN SHOUTING

Move aside, everyone. Let me just see if me can make it move.

It just need a likkle tug.

HE GRUNTS

No, no, no. This truck is proper stuck.

You got it all backwards, Ron.

What this truck need is a big shove from a strong mouse, like me.

HE GRUNTS

Oh, it heavy, you know!

Wa'gwan? You run out of petrol?

How you get stuck?

HALFPINT: Me made a whole ton of cheese for the festival

so every mouse could have a taste.

But now the truck is proper stuck,

and me cheese will all go to waste.

We were driving down the road, and heard a funny sound.

-And when we reached the bridge, the engine slow right down.

-Oh!

It made a lot of noise, and then me think me just stall the truck.

But me na could get it to start again!

And now, it's well and truly stuck.

-STYLIE:

-And now, everyone's backed up,

and no-one else can get to the food festival.

All the mice have been most helpful, and we've tried a lot of plan.

-We've shaken it.

-We've rocked it.

-But it na even budge.

And we cause one huge traffic jam!

To save the big food festival, Stylie had one idea.

-Why we don't just get pon the truck and eat the cheese right here?

-Mmm.

That sound like the best plan to me. What we waiting for?

Zoomer, we can't do that. What the mice at the festival gonna eat?

Oh, yeah.

HALFPINT: So you see, it's no good.

No-one's getting to the food festival!

ZOOMER: That is dread. HORN

Look! It's Fats!

Cool. Fats' tow truck's sure to do the trick.

THEY ALL CHEER

ENGINE RUMBLES

THEY ALL GROAN

THEY SIGH

Oh, man! The food festival bound to be cancelled now.

Me was sure Fats could move that truck.

Listen up to Bagga T.

It's back to de minibus for we.

Cos we na get to de festival thru this traffic jam, you see?

THE LITTLE MICE WHINE

Yo, guys. This jam look bad.

Wa'gwan, Crew?

Rastamouse, pick up the pies like you say, and then...

then the minibus get stuck!

We were stuck for ages and ages, so we think maybe we'll see,

you know, what happen. And then, we find Halfpint, and she say that

-first, Ron tried to move the truck by pushing. And then...

-Ah, Zoomer!

-We na got time for that!

-Hmph.

-We got to think of a plan to get to the festival.

-You're right.

Sorry, Rastamouse. De cheese truck is stuck on de bridge.

Na worry yourself, Zoomer. But we gotta think fast.

Oh...

Hmm.

Dat's a lot of cheese. Me think me have an idea!

Scratchy, Zoomer, can you go get Professor Branston

and bring him here as quick as you can?

Me need to call the Prez!

BOTH: Sure ting!

Oh, no. This na good at all.

TELEPHONE RING

Ah, Rastamouse!

What's that?

A traffic jam?

Professor Branston, you say?

And you're sure the food festival can be saved?

PHONE SQUEAKS

That plan there sound proper.

Good luck, Rastamouse!

These mice have tried with all their skill to push and pull

and move this truck, but me tink it's brains that we need now,

cos we're gonna need more than just luck.

Zis is quite clear! All zis cheese is just too heavy!

What we need to do is unload ze truck!

Take out all ze cheese, then...

-it will be light enough for Fats to tow away.

-Cool!

That sound like one irie plan, Branston!

Easy Crew, time for a bit of teamwork.

THE LITTLE MICE SQUEAK HAPPILY

ENGINE GRUMBLES

CAR HORN BEEPS

Ah. The road's clear, Rastamouse.

But what we are going to do with this mountain of cheese?

Yeah. All the cheese is here, and the festival's over at Mousetego Bay!

Aah!

-Hmm. Me got a perfect idea, Scratchy.

-Huh?

HAPPY SQUEAKS

'This is one tasty plan, Rastamouse.'

ZOOMER LAUGHS

Professor Branston, me got to thank you for saving the festival.

-PROFESSOR:

-Haha! It was nothing, it was nothing.

I was just using a little science to solve ze problem.

Me love science... when it tastes this good!

And me tink we gave Wensley some crucial inspiration

to think up a name for de "Rolling Cheese Food Festival"!

ALL LAUGH

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 super scientific plan.

Me think you must be on a roll!

Thanks. Me love that! Irie, man.

RASTAMOUSE THEME SONG