[narrator]We now return
to thePink Panther and Sons. [Rocko]
Get the ball! [all shouting] Oh, hold your punch, Punkin. That’s not the ball. That’s a… Right… Mmm, okay! Oops. Oh, I’m sorry, Rocko. Waah! That melon packed
a mean wallop. At least you picked
a good spot to land, Rocko. The Johnsons
always have lemonade
for us Rainbow Panthers. Hello, Mrs. Johnson. Hello, Pinky. [sobs] I’m sorry,
but I didn’t make
lemonade today. Gee, don’t cry,
Mrs. Johnson. -We’re not really
-Uh-uh. We’ll come back
some other time. I’m afraid there won’t be
another time, my friends. Our old house
has been condemned. Condemned? [all] Condemned? [sobs]
See for yourself. It would appear
that “unless certain structural alterations
are performed, this edifice
is slated for demolition.” I think she means
unless the Johnsons
fix their place up, it’s gonna get torn down. Yeah, I’m afraid so,
Pinky. And we don’t have the money
to hire a repair crew. Repair crew?
You’re lookin’ at one. -Right, Panthers?
-[all] Yeah! Oh, but you are just kids.
And we only have six hours. Then I guess
we’ll just have to hurry. Come on, Panthers. We’re gonna fix this place
from the bottom up. Kids repairing a house?
It’s ridiculous. Oh, let them try
if it makes them happy. [sighs]
What can we lose? We’ll just have to
clean it up,
before we can fix it up. Everybody, grab a box. Right, Pinky. [mumbling] Right, Murfel. The Johnsons said
throw out all this old stuff. Hey, guys.
Look what I found.
Looks pretty old. This is no time
for art depreciation, Rocko. Throw the old thing out. I’m full, Pinky. Good work, kiddo. Let’s get this junk outside
so we don’t miss
the trash truck. [Annie] The framework
needs extensive renovation. In other words,
a lot of work. Unfortunately,
we don’t have
a lot of time. Gotta save the Johnsons’
house from the wrecking ball. -Putty.
-Twow… Okay. Twow. Excuse me.
But is this the Johnson
residence? Yes, we’re the Johnsons. Good. I have some
important papers for you. If you’ve come
to tear down the house, you’re four hours
and 12 minutes early. Tear down the house? I’m professor Vandenberg
of the Country Art Museum. And I came about this rare
18th century painting. My research has discovered that it’s been
in the Johnson family
for a hundred years. That awful lady
with the umbrella? Ugh!
Never could stand that. Yes, we threw it
in the basement. Yeah,
and we threw it out. You did what? Louisa with the Parasol is a rare
French masterpiece worth over a $100,00. A hundred grand? Application of valor still could prevent
the imminent destruction
of this abode! She means
we could save
your house, folks. [Punkin]
and her paragraph. No, the parachute… Parasol…
Are right here in this… Empty trash can. Oh, no.
The garbage truck
got here first. We will get that
painting back. I promise. Quick, Panthers.
We’ve got an urgent date
at the city dump. [Pinky]
And don’t take that house
until you hear from us. Hi-ya, Panthers! What kind of ice cream
can I get for ya? Orange trash truck. Sorry, I don’t have
that flavor, Panky. It’s no flavor,
it’s an emergency.
We need a lift. How can I refuse
my best customers? -Where to?
-The City Dump,
and step on it. [Pinky]
Hey, thanks for the ride. That was some
hot driving. Uh-oh.
That ain’t all that’s hot. [Annie]
Rocko is right. The painting is
in imminent danger
of incineration. If you’re coming along,
hold on tight, Panky. Come on, Pinky! Hurry up! Uh… Can’t… Reach. I can. Nice work, kiddo. [all cheering] Oh, no!
The painting’s getting away! [Murfel]
Oh, which way? Yeah. Do we turn a left or a right? Oh. Chatta, you,
Annie and Rocko go left, we will take the right. Meet you back
at the Johnson’s house. Yeah,
if it’s still there. Only three hours to go. Now, where’d that
runaway can get to? Car wash, Pinky.
Car wash. Quick!
Into the car wash. [Murfel]
I already took a shower. [Pinky] Yeah, Murfel.
I already took a shower too. [giggles] This is no laughing matter,
little brother. [Pinky gasps]
Louisa’s getting away! [Punkin] Oh, no. It’s like finding a noodle
in a haystack. I mean, a needle
in a smokestack. Oh, you know
what I mean. We have to find
that painting, Punkin. We have less that two hours
to do it. Any of you guys
seen a painting of Louisa and her pyramid? [stutters]
Uh… Power key. Uh… Parasol. I’ll take that as a no. [exclaims] -Flowers in a vase?
-Uh… That’s a green boy. Green boy?
Must be a typo. Hey, what about the lady
with the umbrella? Search me. I don’t know
where they get this junk. We’re all loaded.
Let’s move ’em out. Wait! Hold that truck! [both] Stop! Did you find
the painting? It’s on its way
to the McCarty and company
department store. Let’s get moving, Panky.
You too, Black Beard. There it is.
You guys wait here. [muffled]
Boy, am I glad to see you. Yeah, Murfel.
I’m glad to see you too. Hey, you.
Unhand that painting. But this painting belongs to
Mr. and Mrs. Johnson. It got into your factory
by mistake. Sure. Sure.
And I’m Leonardo da Vinci. Hand it over. Oh, no. There’s less than
an hour left. He said hand it over. [giggling] Stop! [Panky] Goo, Pinky, goo. Oh hey, that tickles.
[laughs] [man] Send the security team
down to loading. -And hurry!
-[laughing] Stop, you thieves! And what’s your excuse? Um, I was framed. [sighs] I think
we gave them the slip, guys. [man] There they are. [Pinky] Hurry! Time is running out. [man]
But you’re not. Got you! Okay, wise guys.
Where’s the painting? Right here. [giggles and whoops] Stand back, folks.
The time is up. Hold it! Yes. Hold everything. [Pinky]
Gee, Mr. Johnson.
The house looks great. [Mr. Johnson]
Thanks to you,
Rainbow Panthers. If you hadn’t saved
the painting, we would have never
saved our home. How about some more
pink lemonade, Panky? Yes, please. Panky, I think
you’ve had enough. Oh, I think you’re right. [exclaims]