DuckTales the Movie: Treasure of the Lost Lamp Page #3

He used up his wishes.

That's just it. Merlock has unlimited

wishes because he has a magic talisman.

It's what gives him all his powers.

And when he puts it on the lamp,

he gets as many wishes as he wants.

Now do you see why I'm a little jumpy?

- Maybe we should wish for the talisman.

- That's the one wish I can't do.

You'd have to steal it from him

yourself, and good luck.

Don't worry about

that mean old master now.

He has no idea you're with us.

And that's the way it's gonna stay.

There it is. You can drop me off

anywhere along here. But not there.

That's going to leave a nasty mark.

Are you certain

this is where Scrooge lives?

This time I'm very sure. I think.

Then we begin our search.

In light? But I am not

a popular favourite in that house.

- Scrooge find me, he kill me.

- Then stay behind if you wish.

I'll try very hard

to remember you at reward time.

- There's the robber.

- Catch him!

Come on, rug, giddy-up!

Gid-up! Upsie-daisy!

- Reach for the chandelier!

- Boys. Tea-party time.

- Not now, Webby.

- We're in the middle of an arrest.

I know someone

who wants to play with me.

Come on, Genie. They don't know

how much fun they're gonna miss.

I told you, I'm not going to the ball.

But, sir, I've arranged

for Launchpad to fly you to the launch.

Cancel Launchpad. I'll not only

save face, but my life as well.

- You're gonna love playing tea party.

- I know. I read all about it.

Can I be the guy who dresses like an

lndian and throws tea off the boat?

No.

No, silly.

Not a Boston Tea Party.

I hate rats!

First you pour the tea,...

then take little sips,...

and talk to your guests.

What a lovely dress, Quacky.

Get outta here. No war paint

or tomahawks or anything?

Just you and me and my friends here.

You call these party animals?

They're lifeless.

Genie, you've just given me

the bestest idea in the world.

There is a way to have

all my friends enjoy the party.

I didn't mean it. The less the merrier.

Just you and me and a pot of tea.

This'll be fun. I wish

all my toys and dollies were alive.

Shabooey!

It's so nice to finally meet all of you.

Cookies, anyone?

- Feeding frenzy.

- Dollies, be good.

If there's anything I hate more

than elephants in the house, it's rats.

Here, ratty, come to nanny.

This isn't a house! It's a zoo!

Wish them back, please.

- I can't. That was my last wish.

- I wish you hadn't said that.

Oh, dear. Launchpad isn't answering.

He must be on his way.

Won't you go, sir?

Aye, to work. Tell Launchpad

he can take you to the ball.

Since when does a hat

have a mind of its own?

Gotcha!

Watch out for your head, sir.

Master.

Poor nosey.

What is going on?

- What did you do this time?

- I'm sorry. Just make them stop.

- But I've only got one wish left.

- Boys, what is going on here?

Well?

Looks like the jig is up.

Go ahead, Louie.

I wish everything was back to normal.

Blow my bagpipes. He's a genie.

Does his mother know about this?

- We were gonna tell you, Uncle Scrooge.

- Someday.

- Where'd he come from?

- Remember my teapot?

Heavenly heather.

The genie in the magic lamp.

The fortunes I could own. I could have

the world's biggest diamond.

No, the world's biggest diamond mine.

No, all the diamond mines.

No, the entire mining industry!

Yes!

I can see this will take

some careful thought.

It's your ride, sir.

Or should I say, my ride.

Are you kidding? I wouldn't miss this

party for all the scones in Scotland.

- But the treasure...

- Aye, the treasure.

The one wish

I don't have to think about twice.

I wish for the treasure of Collie Baba.

Oh, no. Shabooey!

The bonny bounty is mine again.

Wait till those old fossils

at the society hear this news.

In the lamp.

You're coming with me.

- Not the lamp. Have a heart.

- Can't he stay with us, Uncle Scrooge?

No. I'm not letting

this wee gold mine out of my sight.

- But he's our friend.

- Nonsense. A genie isn't a person.

A genie is a thing.

- lnside.

- Bye, guys.

It was great while it lasted.

Don't take him, Uncle Scrooge.

- You can't.

- Let him stay, please.

Poor master. Oh, well.

- Where is the lamp?

- Scrooge has it.

Oh, no!

Music, food, guacamole.

It's a party. Gotta boogie. Gotta bingo.

I gotta get outta this lamp.

- Let me out.

- Can you keep quiet at all?

If you let me out, I'll be as quiet

as a mouse, and just as small.

All right.

Look at us! A couple of single guys

out on the town.

Guess again.

You can watch the ball from here.

- Otherwise you go back in the lamp.

- But what if I win the door prize?

Master, all this flip-flapping.

- Maybe we take the bus back.

- Silence.

You shall go through the rear entrance

while I go in the front.

If Scrooge gets past you,

it'll be your hide.

Here's your soda, sir.

Genie, party of one.

I gotta warn Mr McDuck.

Ladies and gentlemen,

may I have your attention?

We have an important announcement

to make this evening.

Without further ado,

I give you Scrooge McDuck.

I gotta stop him.

I have something I've been wanting

to say for 40 years.

It is my good fortune to announce

that this year I have finally

brought to Duckburg

the legendary,

the infamous treasure of...

It's Merlock, my old master.

It's that back-stabbing banshee.

He's too powerful. He could destroy you.

I'll save you. Left, right! Go!

Follow me.

- Hurry.

- You are a loon.

- What are you doing?

- Quick, you gotta wish us outta here.

Not me.

These wishes are worth a fortune.

What's more important -

a fortune or your life?

- Well...

- It's not exactly a trick question.

- He's got a bear?

- He is a bear.

Make us a little getaway wish. Please!

No, we stand our ground.

I've got one trick

that might save us, I hope.

Going up.

Bad housekeeping. It looks like

they have skipped the coop.

It was not my fault.

They did not get past Dijon.

It was not your fault either, master.

No.

Just keep searching while

I hunt outside. They will not escape.

As you wish, master, I do for you.

- I can't hear anything. They're gone.

- Where are we?

- Well, it's not exactly the Ritz.

- Not the lamp.

You get used to the smell

after a few hundred years.

- Can you move your elbow?

- Get me out of here!

Do you have to yell at me all the time?

I wouldn't be in this mess

if it weren't for you.

Thanks to you,

I've got a crazy animal act on my tail.

That's it, blame the genie.

- I only saved your life.

- Sorry.

It's not my fault Merlock's after me.

I didn't ask to be Mr Popular.

All I want is a life of my own,

like your nephews.

With my own bike,

a stack of comic books, a sled.

Maybe some ski equipment, a CD player,

my own home video entertainment system.

All right.

Oh, no, it's Merlock! Hide me!

I've got to get you to my vault.

It's the only safe place.

- Time to go back.

- But you saw what a dump it is.

Sorry, Genie, but the party's over.

And just when we were

getting to be buddies.

Scrooge.

Mr McDuck! Mr McDuck!

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