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There. Perfect!
- [knocking] - Come in.
Hi. Is Higher for hire?
No. Go away.
But I heard you ship stuff, and I got this fine load of grade-A fertilizer.
Peww!
We're a high-class operation and I'm expecting important people. So goodbye!
I'm taking my business elsewhere.
And take your pungent package with you.
Peasant!
What's the idea of insultin' poor Fred?
Oh, so you sent that awful man here. Why doesn't that surprise me?
You don't make money by shooin' customers away.
Customer? He looked more like a bum.
Rebecca, don't judge a bankbook by its cover.
That "bum" is worth a half a million shaboozies.
Him? Now who's full of fertilizer?
The problem with you is you're too hung up on appearances. You oughta...
Hey, who's this? Your gym teacher?
What happened to my picture of Louie?
I was tired of looking at that crude pile of matted fur.
Hey, that "matted fur" is my friend.
He's a slob and I don't like slobs around me.
From now on we're going after a fancier class of clientele.
Oh, right! And how you gonna get rich folks to hire us?
Look at this ad.
"Fly the affluent skies with Higher for Hire."
Wait a minute. How much did that ritzy magazine ad cost?
You have to spend money to make money.
OM!
If you must know... 500.
What? Now where did you get that kinda dough?
- Just relax. We're gonna be rich soon. - [knocking]
Take your manure and go away!
Oh. Frightfully sorry, but I don't have any... manure.
Did I say manure?
I meant bonjour!
Do come in.
How wonderful. Let me introduce myself.
- Buffy Vanderschmeer. - Buffy?
And my lovely wife Muffy.
Muffy? And Buffy?
- We saw your ad. - Told you so.
I'm Rebecca Cunningham, the owner of Higher for Hire.
Mr. and Mrs. Vanderschmeer...
How can our humble operation be of service of you?
Well, we need to take my grandmother's diamonds
to the family compound at Hyenasport.
Is this a can-do?
I don't know. That's a toughie!
Baloo! Of course we can help you.
Oh, fabulous! Grandmothie's jewels are very, very valuable.
You are insured, aren't you?
Whaddaya mean, are we insuranced? We're professionals, lady.
Won't you help yourself? I have to speak to my associate.
Baloo, we don't have insurance.
- Sure we do. - We don't.
I cashed in the policy to buy that ad. Now just keep quiet.
Hey!
As I was saying, we have the latest thing in coverage.
It's called collateral insurance.
Really? How does it work?
When we take off, you get the title to the Sea Duck.
If anything happens to your diamonds, you keep the plane.
What?
- How innovative. - [Baloo] No! No!
You can't! Stop!
Then it's settled. What say we leave today?
Um... three-thirtyish?
Um... fineish.
Splendidish. Well, ta-ta for now.
Rebecca, how could you do that?
It's my plane, and if we need to take some risks then so be it.
But what if something goes wro...
Now I'm going to change, so I'll meet you at three-thirty.
Could you paint the plane before then?
Are you out of your so-called mind?
All right. Then at least wash it!
Baloo, look at that shirt! You look like a slob.
I am a slob.
How do you expect us to impress Muffy and Buffy?
Hey, look, I fly the plane.
It doesn't matter how I look.
Oh, uh... Yoo-hoo! Yoo-hoo!
We're so looking forward to a perfectly marvelous flight.
- We'll do our best. - Jolly good, jolly good.
Is that the jewelry?
Well, um.. Yes.
Voila'! Our inheritance.
They're beautiful!
Well, then. It's off we go into the wild blue yonder and all that. Hur-hur!
Yup. As soon as we get our money.
Baloo!
Well, if they're so rich they shouldn't mind pa yin' us.
Well, of course not. Here you go. 500 dollaries.
Thank you. And here's the title for the plane for you to hold.
Grrrr!
All right. Everyone aboard. I hope the trip's not too roughie!
Baloo, that's enoughie!
I mean, enough. Get the bags.
"Get the bags." Where does she get off?
Ow! Hey, watch it you dumb ox!
Ahem! I mean, I'd appreciate it if you were more careful, young man.
I'm tellin' ya, Becky. Those two aren't as classy as they look.
Au contraire, dumb bear.
They're rich and refined. Educated, too.
How do you know that?
Look at how smart their clothes are.
Smart clothes don't make smart people.
Anyway, if they like us they'll tell their rich friends.
So you be nice to them.
- Mind if I visit with the pilot? - Not at all.
Simply hi there.
Mind if| have a look-see?
Well, actually, I'd rather you didn't.
I don't know a thing about aviation, but I've always wanted to dabble in it.
Hey, don't touch that. No, stop!
[Rebecca] Baloo, be nice!
This is so entertaining. Could I fly just once?
You know, Rebecca, it's such a beautiful day
I just had to pop open a window.
Oh, well, all right.
Shut that window!
I don't want to risk losing this plane if those jewels fall out.
It's all right. They're paying us a lot of money.
But that blue-blooded pantywaist wants to fly the plane.
Let him. What harm could it do?
Oh, this is amusing!
Whee!
Man, you folks are drivin' me nuts.
[Muffy] Help! My jewels have fallen out of the plane.
The jewels?
I'll lose my plane!
Hands off!
Oh, right, right.
Come on, come on, where is it?
Gee, I've been |ookin' for that.
Eureka!
Pull up, Baloo. Pull up!
Not on your life, Becky. It's all or nothin'.
Nice fl yin', old chap.
Now hang on to these.
I ought to fire you for talking to them that way.
But... thank you, Baloo.
Don't mention it, boss lady. Kinda odd, though.
The plane tippin' just after the window was opened.
Oh, right! Muffy and Buffy were trying to lose the jewels. Ha!
OK, forget it.
Well, strap in. Well be landing at Louie's in a minute.
Louie's?!
Fill 'er up, pal.
Oh, my. Doesn't this place look quaint?
Actually, I doubt it would be to your taste.
Oh, it looks peachy, pumpkin! Let's go in.
As I was saying, sounds like fun.
Oh. Charming.
You got that right, lady.
Crazy!
Hey, Baloo!
Tell him to mind his manners or I'll break what he has of a neck.
Oh. Uh, yeah.
Heh-heh-hey. My main man!
Listen, we've got some fancy pants clients and they mean a lot to Rebecca.
So be on your best behavior, OK?
Say no more. Those them?
Yeah. Muffy and Buffy.
- Which is which? - I don't know.
Hi. I'm Louie.
I dig your chapeau, Joe.
Um!
Hey, he's just bein' friendly.
Hello, gorgeous!
How's that for class?
We really can't stay.
Come now. Let me show you to my very best table.
It's the one I reserve for headhunters.
Waiter, my fork's dirty.
Man, oh, man, am I sorry.
There. Good as new.
Now, if you'll excuse me I have some business to attend to.
The man is disgusting.
What, too scruffy?
Buffykins, I need to go freshen up.
Wait, precious metals! I shan't let you wander around here alone.
Baloo, I'm going insane and I'm taking you with me.
I thought I told you to talk to Louie and make him behave.
I did. He is.
[rattling of tools]
[gasps] Have you seen what's written in the restroom?
Uh, when would you like to leave?
Yesterday!
- Baloo, have you seen my purse? - Uh-uh.
It's stolen. Do something!
OK. What?
I'd talk to that unsavory Louie fellow. It's his place, you know.
Buffy's right. You confront that "friend" of yours right now.
OK, OK, OK.
[hums]
Hey, Baloo. What can Louie do for you?
Well, um... This isn't easy.
It's Rebecca, you see. She's kinda bent outta shape.
Ha-ha-ha! Her shape looks fine to old Louie.
Well, I hate to ask, but...
Rebecca purse is missin'.
And she thought that maybe...
That someone in my place took it, right?
Now Iookie here, Baloo. You and I been buds a long time.
Believe me, I know everybody here.
And they're a little rough on the edges, but they're not crooks.
- OK? - Yeah. I know.
Well, keep your eyes open, will ya?
- Count on it, cuz. - Hey, what's that?
Well, plug my bass! One of the waiters must have found it.
Whew! Thanks, Louie. You saved my skin.
Dig you later.
- Yo! Got it. - Baloo! You're wonderful.
You better believe it! It was in Louie's office.
See? I knew that beastly man stole it.
Hey, he didn't steal it.
The longer we're here, the greater the risk to our diamonds.
They're right, Baloo. He's a sleazy, low-life jerk.
Just because he isn't dressed like you doesn't mean you're better than him.
Oh, please! Let's just get out of here.
- Plane all filled up? - Yup.
Then we're ready to go.
Nope. Bad news. Plane sabotaged.
- Sabo-what? - Taged. Part missing.
Oh, it's a plot!
They're trying to keep us here so they can steal my jewels.
Relax! Rig up new part. Ready first thing morning.
I guess that means we'll have to stay here overnight.
Stay? Here?
Wouldn't she be great to take on a camping trip!
It's great to have you as my guests tonight.
I got you the best rooms in the place.
[Buffy] La-dee-dah!
Rebecca, did I ever tell you that I love your hair?
Only 32 times.
And what fabulous teeth.
The better to bite him with.
And such nice pearls.
South Seas, am I right?
Baloo...!
Louie! Easy.
Is it just me, or does she seem a little cold?
Like a Thembrian icebox.
Well, maybe this'|| warm her up!
Hello, cats and catettes!
I'd like to dedicate this next number to a close, personal friend of mine.
Ms. Rebecca Cunningham. Hit it, maestro!
[Latin dance music]
Lou...!
Let me down, you big ape!
[song closes]
[laughter]
I think she likes me.
Baloo, I'll never forgive you for bringing us here.
Dearikins, weren't you wearing a necklace?
[gasps] My pearls!
Someone must have taken them.
Louie?
He was admiring them at dinner.
And he did dance with you.
First her purse, then her pearls.
Next, that thief will take our diamonds.
And remember, Baloo...
If anything happens to those diamonds, the plane goes.
My plane! Let me handle this.
Hey, what's the pulse, Baloo?
You creep! I'm gonna lose my plane because of you.
Huh?
You stole Rebecca's purse and necklace.
Hey, man. You're wrinklin' the silk.
I didn't take anything.
Hey, where'd that come from?
I guess Rebecca was right. You can judge a book by its cover!
Here. If you need me, I'll be guarding those jewels.
I guess you were right about Louie after all.
I'm so sorry, Baloo.
If Louie shows his face, this flare gun'|| light up his life.
[Fiungle noises]
People just let you down.
They just you down.
You can't trust...
Big stinker.
[Muffy screams]
My jewels!
My precious jewels have been stolen!
Stolen?
Oh, they were right next to the bed last night and now they're gone.
It's impossible!
They have to be here!
- You'll pay for this, young lady. - But, but...
Look, I'm sorry. Don't go yet. We'll find them, I promise.
[Buffy] Don't you even try to apologize!
[Muffy] We should have known when we saw your shabby little office.
Now we're taking the plane. Ha!
[crashing]
Nope.
- [propellers start to whir] - The plane!
Come back, Baloo!
My plane! My...
[claHQ]
What's all the ruckus?
- This is all your fault. - Unwind yourself.
Let me go, you thief!
Let's take it from the downbeat, cupcake.
I didn't steal those rocks. Those upper-crust crumbs set me up.
- How dare you talk about... - Did he ever pay you?
Of course. See?
[Louie] The old disappearin' ink routine.
Baby, those high-rollers are low-lives.
Crooks? Them?
Hey, boss! Look what we found dumped in the bushes.
See? Glass.
I did some checkin' this mornin'. They're wanted for fraud.
That means Baloo was right. They were phonies!
Baloo was right?!
Let's go after 'em, sugar cubes.
You'd help me?
Affirmative, toots.
- Now climb in. - But... there's no engine.
Not to worry.
Alone at last!
I've treated you very badly, Louie.
I guess I couldn't see past your shaggy looks.
Baloo was right. I've been judging people all wrong.
Aw, it could happen to anyone.
I'm really sorry.
Hey. Love means never havin' to say you're sorry, baby.
Ha-ha! Can you believe that dumb dame fell for this?
She probably still thinks that moronic monkey took her pearls, too.
- Hey. We're bein' followed. - Oh! It's them!
Perfect. We'll lose 'em over that island.
Jump, jump!
Just a little farther.
Go get 'em!
We finally lost those bozos.
[Rebecca] Ms. Bozo to you, flathead!
Shall we?
That's that.
Uh-uh. Where's your manners?
Don't you touch me, you sleazy, low-life jerk!
I don't let people talk to my friends like that.
[smacking]
Say, you'd better get some ice for that eye. It may get a little puffy.
Ha-ha-ha! Gimme some skin, mama!
[Rebecca] Wake up, fly boy.
How are you feeling?
I had the worst dream, Rebecca.
These snobby people who talk funny stole our plane.
You weren't dreaming, Baloo.
But my good pal here got it back for us.
- Right, Louie? - Right, Becky baby.
"Good pa|"? "Becky baby"?
Now I know I'm dreamin'!
Louie, this could be the start of a beautiful friendship.
Then again, maybe not.
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