Mickey, Donald, Goofy: The Three Musketeers

Set dresser to the stage.

Check lights.

Hey, where's that turtle

with my narrator?

Singing, singing, singing,

singing all day long

When I'm singing, there is

nothing that is wrong

Musketeers, hey!

Talent to the set, please.

We're live in sixty seconds.

Sixty seconds!

Where's the narrator?

Monsieur Narrator.

Monsieur Narrator!

M-m-monsieur!

Monsieur, it is time!

Monsieur.

Pardonnez-moi.

But today is the day,

right, monsieur?

Because you promised

I can sing my songs...

about the musketeers,

right?

All for one...

But, monsieur,

you promised.

Oh, no, no.

No, no, no.

Monsieur. Monsieur.

Monsieur, wait!

Wait!

The stage is...

This way.

Let's have some quiet, people.

Five seconds to air.

Cue music. And... action!

What's that turtle doing?

Where's the narrator?

We're live.

Just go with it.

Hey, you. Don't just

sit there like a turtle.

Do something!

You 're on camera!

For crying out loud,

say something!

Allo.

Tell the story.

Today, I will tell you

the story of...

"The Three Musketeers"!

This is my favourite version...

the one with pictures.

And, of course, my songs.

Our story begins...

in the gutter...

where poor young street urchins

Mickey, Donald, and Goofy...

struggled to survive.

Zut alors! Bad guys.

Will anyone defend

these innocent children?

Anyone! Anyone! Anyone!

Well, anyone?

The royal musketeers!

Yes!

And after

the dust settles...

a kindly musketeer

gives Mickey a gift.

Don't worry, Mickey.

You 'll grow into it.

From that day on,

Mickey, Donald, and Goofy...

dreamed of being

great musketeers.

But as the years passed...

their dream was still

as far away as ever.

You see, before

their dream can come true...

our three heroes must learn

the real meaning...

of the musketeer creed...

all for one and one for all!

And I just happen to have

a song about this!

All for one, hey!

All for one

and one for all

Musketeers sing

All for one

and one for all

If you dare to

Cross our path,

prepare to fall

'Cause we'll fight you

All for one

and one for all

And all for one

and one for all

And all for one and all

So, if you think

you 'd care to

Kick some derriere, you

Know that as a musketeer,

you 'd be so fearsome

If you believe you 're manly

Come and join

our family

Soon we'll make sure

you 're a musketeer

Look at them, fellas.

That's gonna be us

out there someday.

I just know it.

I can't wait.

Yeah. Me, too.

All for one, all men of honour,

hear my call

Musketeers sing

all for one and one for all

All for one, hey,

all for one and one for all

All for one and all for one

and one for all

And all for one

and one for all

And all for one and all

All for one and one for all!

Yes, sir. Janitors today,

musketeers tomorrow.

Hey, my lucky musketeer hat.

Oh, thanks, boy.

Remember when the musketeers

gave me this hat, Pluto?

They even autographed it. See?

I can't wait to be

a great big hero.

Careful, Goofy.

Sorry, Mickey.

I can't wait to be

a musketeer, neither...

'cause I got

plenty of good ideas.

The musketeers can use

a clever fella like me.

Yipe!

Hey, Donald, how about you?

Are you kidding?

Musketeers need guys like me

that are brave!

Yeah, and they need guys

that are brave, too.

That's what I said...

brave.

Yes, sir. Yes, sir.

Yes, sirree.

I've been looking forward

to this all month.

Maybe I can sand it out.

Almost...

A... I'm adorable,

B... I'm so beautiful

What?

Almost... got it.

I got it!

Goofy, look out!

Captain Pete.

Now listen, you yardsticks.

I am sick and tired

of your screw-ups.

You guys are hopeless.

I leave you for five minutes...

and I come back

to a disaster!

Well, we were

practising our teamwork...

so we can be

good musketeers.

Musketeers?

That's priceless.

But we could work really hard...

and prove ourselves,

Captain Pete...

and then would you

let us be musketeers?

Well, there's three things

wrong with that.

One...

You 're a coward.

Two...

We're sorry.

The number you 've reached

has been disconnected.

You 're a doofus.

And, as for you...

well, you 're just too small.

Why, I wouldn't have

you yahoos as musketeers...

even if you were

the last recruits...

in all

of my beloved France!

So, you won't

need this, will you?

Yeah.

Here, kid. Have a ball.

Have a ball!

That's a good one!

I'm going to send

that one in to the Digest.

He loves me.

He loves me... a lot.

He loves me.

He loves me even more.

He loves me.

Pardon me, Your Highness...

you 're kind of mangling

that flower.

Who's the... lucky guy?

My one true love.

I'll find him someday.

He's out there.

I just know it.

This fantasy man...

do you happen to know

if he's royalty?

Does it matter?

Well, as you know...

someone of your royal stature

must be courted...

by a gentleman

of royal blood.

What a royal pain.

Your highness,

you 're gonna have...

to pick someone

sooner or later.

I mean, tick-tock, huh?

Daisy, I can't pick someone

I'm not in love with.

You want love? Buy a dog.

Besides, the perfect guy...

isn't gonna just walk

through the door...

and even if he does...

how are you gonna know

he's the one?

I'll know.

Just imagine.

He'll stride into the room.

A light will glow from him.

I'll hear music.

He'll bring me flowers.

He'll sweep me off my feet.

And I'll know he's the one

when he makes me laugh.

Your majesty,

forgive me for saying so...

but that sounds...

just lovely.

Trust me, Daisy.

I'll know him when I see him.

Why... bonjour.

A romantic princess

deserves a romantic song, no?

Just around the corner,

seeking you

Puppy love is tripping

lightly into view

Hiding in the hedgerows

Sneaking up on tiptoes

Love's first kiss

is blissfully

About to capture you

Just around the corner,

wafting close

Love is creeping nearer

than you might suppose

So sit still

and wait now

Let love

choose your fate now

Take a pause,

don't run because

It's right behind you

Let love find you

Young love

It's love, love,

love, love, love

Love so lovely

What can you say to love

But love?

Maybe on the rooftops,

climbing high

Somewhere just above you,

love is hovering by

Love is in a rush to

Smear you, smash you,

smush you

Love will crush you

into mush

When you 're the bull's-eye,

you 'll get hit by

Young love

Your first,

your only love

Love so...

Excuse me. Your Grace?

How can

you stand it so...

Your Highness!

Who's gonna tell

the bloomin' boss the bad news?

Don't look at me.

I ain't saying nothing.

You tell him.

Me? I told him last time,

you silly twit.

And I don't believe

in doing it twice.

Oy, here's an idea.

Shorty, you tell him.

Tell him what?

That we... you know,

botched the job.

He's not going to like that.

Hello there.

It don't look good...

when only one shows up.

Does it, small fry?

Blimey. I can't hear nothing

but step, clop, step, clop.

Have a gander

at monstro's better side.

He has something

to tell you, boss.

It better be good news.

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