Da Special One 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. #

WHISTLE BLOWS

Keep up, team. Your energy is getting too low.

Take a run up the beach, and double quick.

Coach Jose, I don't think my legs can move any more. I'm so tired.

-Me too. Me need a break, man.

-Yeah, a break for real.

-Me can't move no more.

-Na man, for true.

Get going. WHISTLE BLOWS

Now, this is what I like to see.

Getting things ready for the tournament.

Do you have what it takes to win again this year?

Of course, Mr President. My team will be undefeated champions.

-They don't call me "the special one" for nothing.

-Excellent.

-This is a wicked new tune.

-Yeah, man.

-Me can't wait to play this track at the tournament.

-True that.

The Mousetego Bay Beach Volleyball Tournament is going to be massive.

RADIO CRACKLES

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

Message from President Wensley Dale. Come immediately.

Me get a call from Coach Jose about the volleyball competition.

Him been practising to win the tournament

but the whole team, them gone missing.

All right, crew. Time to shift.

Hee-hee. Ha-ha, let's go.

Oh, Easy Crew, thank goodness you're here,

-cos me feeling bare stress and ting.

-Wa'gwan, Mr President?

Oh, Coach Jose been working proper hard getting the team

up to scratch, but at the practice today them na show up

-and we might have to cancel their match.

-Na fret now, President.

Coach Jose, can you tell me what happened today?

Yeah. I picked up the clean kit from the laundry,

-but when I get down to the beach there was no team.

-Hmm.

It's all one big mess,

and now I can't find my volleyballs or nets either.

-- No ball?

-No nets?

No team. This is a disaster.

The whole of Mouseland loves volleyball.

-Without a team, we are never going to be able to win.

-No way!

- I have scheduled another practice for this afternoon.

But if we don't find my team, I will have to call it quits.

-Oh, Easy Crew, can you help us, please?

-Na worry yourself, Jose.

Me and the crew will investigate and meet you at the beach

in time for practice this afternoon.

What do you think happened to the team?

-I don't know, Scratchy, but look.

-What is it?

-Sandy pawprints.

-And those look like marks from a bouncing ball.

-Hmm.

-Yo, Easy Crew.

-Wa'gwan, Stylee?

-Me just nicing up me new beach cafe.

See, this is the perfect spot for sitting and chilling

-on a beautiful, sunny Mouseland day.

-Hmm...

-That one nice hammock there, Carlton.

-Thanks, Rastamouse.

It catch a wicked breeze.

I can't believe I just found it lying upon the beach.

Hmm, me think that hammock looks like it's

made from the volleyball net.

-Did you take the net from the volleyball pitch?

-Of course not.

-We found it right here this morning when we open up.

-For real.

Just left here upon the beach for recycling.

Hmm, have you seen MJ, Rubba, or Dub?

Me na seen MJ all day,

but Rubba and Dub were here earlier looking very exhausted.

They drank plenty of Stylee's ginger beer to cool down.

-You want one too, guys?

-No, thanks, Carlton.

-We have some more investigating to do.

-Maybe you should let Coach Jose

-know what you found on the beach, Carlton.

-Sure thing, Scratchy.

Come on, crew.

We are going to find Rubba and Dub and find out wa'gwan.

-Oh, there's Rubba.

-Yo, Rubba, what are you doing here?

And why you na show up for practise?

I was going to but I had to miss practice to deliver an

urgent pizza for Papa. Yeah, that's it.

You na think about telling Coach where you were?

Sorry, Rastamouse. Me na got time.

What about Dub, do you know where he is?

Dub, me...well, Dub has an injury. He can't play.

Sorry, I have to make this delivery.

-This na make no sense, Rastamouse.

-Something na right.

-Dub! Nice moves!

-Me, uh...

-Rubba said you were injured,

-but you seem to have made a speedy recovery.

-Oh, me...

Dub, why didn't you show up at volleyball practice?

Well, MJ told me practice was cancelled. Yeah.

I'm not sure where MJ got that idea,

but coach Jose need the team for practice this afternoon.

-Can you hurry down to the beach?

-Sorry, Rastamouse, but...

-Need to take the team's kit to the laundry right away.

-What?

Rubba out delivering pizza?

Dub taking kit to the laundry that's already clean?

Something na right.

Me think that we need to speak with MJ.

Where's MJ?

-HE SNORES

-Rastamouse, do you hear that?

-Hmm.

It sound like someone having a wicked nap. Hee-hee. MJ, is that you?

-Easy Crew, what's going down?

-MJ, why are you still asleep?

-Huh?

-Shouldn't you be at volleyball practice?

I guess I slept right through it. I've been so tired lately.

-So you na think it was cancelled?

-Cancelled?

Neither you, Rubba, nor Dub showed up for practice.

Coach Jose was waiting for you all.

And Dub said that you told him practice was cancelled.

MJ, you have to remember that when you're in a team, the other guys

are depending upon you to do and say what you mean.

I'm sorry, Rastamouse.

Do you think you can get the team to the beach

for practice this afternoon?

-I'll try.

-OK. Hmm.

-Hey, this is bad. Where could they be?

-I'm not sure.

-- We thought they were coming.

-Me sorry, Jose,

-but it looks like your team gonna miss another practice.

-Oh, no.

But I think I have an idea how to help you out.

-Eh?

-How about the Easy Crew step in and play?

-Oh, I love that idea.

With your wicked coaching skills, I'm sure we can help you out

and still take part in the tournament.

Go, go, go! WHISTLE BLOWS

Faster, faster!

WHISTLE BLOWS

Higher, higher! WHISTLE BLOWS

-Pass the ball.

-- My ball, my ball.

- Zoomer, keep your eye on the ball. Move it, come on.

-You call that trying? Ha!

-Oh, man.

-Practise is hard work.

-Me so tired.

-Come on, Zoomer.

-Let's go get a drink from Stylee's beach cafe.

-Cool.

- Where do you think you're going? BOTH: We...

-- We needed a drink.

-Just a lickle break.

- Do you want to be the team that takes breaks or the team that wins?

I want to bring home the trophy and please all the fans,

and for that we'll need more practice.

Coach, you've been working your team proper hard in all this

extra hot sun, and with no breaks and all of your shouting,

I can tell you, it's not any fun.

Your coaching skills are serious, me can see that just from today,

but you've been pushing that team of yours way too much

and that's why them na want to play.

Rastamouse, you're right, and I must confess.

You see, I love to coach volleyball,

it's always been my favourite sport, and I never care about winning.

It's about having fun on the court.

But when we won that big gold cup, and it make the President so proud,

I wanted the team to win again and again.

That's why I've been yelling so loud.

Easy Crew, I got carried away.

Hmm...me think me know a way to make a bad ting good.

But first, me got to call the Pres.

PHONE RINGS

Greetings. Ah, Rastamouse.

Thank goodness. I see. Mm-hmm.

That plan does sound proper, Rastamouse.

-Oh, man, here comes Coach.

-Coach Jose.

-We were just on our way to practice.

-To practice.

-That's it, to practice.

-Yeah.

-Hold up.

Me think there's something you should hear

cos sport should be about having fun.

You na have to win all the time.

What matters is just that you're trying your best.

Remember that and you team should play fine.

-Coach Jose.

-I'm sorry I came down so tough on the team.

I just wanted to make it Pres proud by playing the best

volleyball that we could, winning that cup and wowing on the ground.

-Can you forgive me, team?

-No problem.

-- We forgive you.

-Sure thing.

-Yeah.

-For true.

Coach Jose, me think it almost time for the tournament.

Now, listen, team.

We are here for one thing and one thing only...to have fun! Ha-ha-ha.

-Yeah!

-Real crucial.

-That's right.

CHEERING

Yeah!

That was some awesome volleyball.

Yeah, and Jose's team enjoyed themselves so much,

they barely noticed they won the cup.

True that.

RADIO CRACKLES

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 your team-building plan

and that cup look real good back on my desk.

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 ting good. #