Yogi Bear Page #6

What?

They've started cutting down the trees.

"Agricultural interest" is logging.

Oh, no, not our Jellystone.

We have to save it, sir.

I don't think we can save it, Yogi.

I'm no smarter than you.

I lost Jellystone.

I lost Rachel.

It's over.

Mr. Ranger, I've learned two things

from stealing pic-a-nic baskets.

Light mayonnaise is not nearly as

good as regular mayonnaise.

You can't fail if

you never stop trying.

You have to fight for the things

you love...

...whether it's a park,

a girl or a roast beef sandwich.

Don't give up now.

We're all Jellystone's got.

You're right, Yogi.

Jellystone's too important to give up on.

We gotta try. Come on.

- Shotgun.

- Aw.

I never thought I'd see this.

Happy 100th anniversary, Jellystone.

Isn't that Miss Movie Lady?

I gotta get in there.

You don't understand.

Let me in, please.

No can do. Park is closed to the public

until the press conference. Mayor's orders.

Then go talk to him.

Tell him what I told you.

I'm sorry.

I don't really take orders from a...

I lived with gorillas, pal.

I know rage.

You do not want me to go gorilla

on you.

Uh, I'll speak to the mayor.

- Thank you.

- Okay.

Rachel.

Ranger Smith.

I didn't think I'd ever see you again.

I know.

I don't know what I was thinking.

I think you're perfect.

I think any guy in the world would be

lucky just to stand next to you.

You really mean that?

Of course I do.

It's just, when I lost Jellystone,

I felt like such a failure.

But losing you has felt much,

much worse.

I'm like...

I'm like a genus without a phylum.

That's the sweetest thing anyone's

ever said to me.

- So, um, we're still here.

- Mm-hm.

Oh, right. Ahem.

So, what are you doing here?

- Come on, I'll show you.

- Okay.

I was reviewing the documentary footage

from Boo Boo's camera and I saw this.

Oh, my. I see it.

I have a bald spot back there!

I'm not talking about you, Yogi.

I'm talking about this.

Yeah, it's my pet turtle.

He hangs out at the cave all the time.

True. You know they don't come

out of that shell?

I tried one time to see what one

would look like without it.

But, nope, they're sewn in.

This is no regular turtle. See the bulging

frog-like eyes and the really wide mouth?

A frog-mouthed turtle?

Yup, Rafetus swinhoei.

But those are extinct.

For a hundred years,

but apparently one still exists.

And he lives in there. But they won't let me

through the gates to go find him.

But if Jellystone has an endangered

species living in it, then...

It has to be protected as a park.

That's the law.

That turtle can save this park.

Now I feel kinda bad about using him

as a foot stool.

You've seen the filmmaker?

Well, we spoke. About extinct turtles.

You're telling me there is an extinct turtle

living here in the park?

According to Miss Johnson's film,

there is.

An extinct turtle?

That's great. Visitors will come from miles

around to see an endangered species.

Yes, they will, and that is great.

We need to find this turtle.

Just to keep it safe.

Have a vet check it out. The whole deal.

The sooner we get to him the better.

Oh, we need a head ranger

who's good enough to find it.

Someone who thinks like a turtle.

I am that head ranger.

Well, then why are you still here?

He's back.

Come on.

You need to let us in this park.

That turtle needs protection.

Don't worry about the turtle.

We're handling it.

We'll make sure he's put in a nice zoo.

No. A turtle that's endangered can't

be removed from its natural habitat.

It's against federal law.

It is? Wow, I've never heard of that law...

...in chapter 4, subsection 6

of the Wildlife Protection Mandate.

Don't worry, Mr. Ranger, sir.

That turtle is safe.

These people have no idea where

my cave is.

The turtle's in the talking bear's cave.

Copy.

Wow, that backfired.

Okay. You know what? Fine,

You win.

What are you doing?

I have a plan.

One of the advantages...

...of having lived here since

I was a kid...

...is I know this park

like the back of my hand.

Let's go!

Hold on, boys.

All right.

Hey, there, little buddy.

Hello, there.

Uh-oh. Sorry about that.

- Mayor Brown.

- This had better be good, Jones.

I found the turtle.

He was in Boo Boo's sleeping bag.

But now I have him secure

at the picnic area.

Jones, you're a hero.

Sit tight. My chief of staff is

on his way to get him.

Copy that.

Head Ranger Jones over and out.

He found the turtle.

Dang it.

Can't cross those rapids.

There's no way to get to him from here.

Well, there is one way.

There it is.

My masterpiece.

- You really think you can pull this off?

- I know I can, sir.

I'm gonna snatch that basket-type turtle box

and fly away like a fuzzy bird.

And I've got the best copilot

a basket-snatching machine could have.

- I don't know how to fly this thing.

- Well, you'll pick it up as we go.

Okay.

Look, just be careful, okay, Yogi?

Copy that, ground control.

Basket-Nabber 2000 ready for takeoff.

- Flight systems check. Boo Boo?

- What?

- Can you reach the pedals?

- If I point my toes.

Flight systems are go.

Remember what I told you about flying

gliders, Yogi. Don't fight the wind.

As long as the wind wants me to snatch up

that turtle, we'll get along just fine.

- All right.

- Start pedaling, Boo Boo.

All right.

Here goes.

Hold on, Boo Boo. Fasten your seat belt.

But there isn't one.

- Here we go!

- Oh, Yogi!

The wind should carry you south!

We'll meet you there!

Take your time, Mr. Ranger.

This machine is equipped

with landing gear.

We'll touch down as soft as a feather.

Whoops.

This is your captain speaking.

We'll reach our turtle target

in about two minutes.

So let's go ahead

and start the beverage service.

- Yogi, look out.

- Aah!

- Trees!

- Yes, trees!

I got it. I got it.

I got it.

I don't got it!

Pull up.

- Hey!

- Pull up!

You did it, Yogi.

Oh. Yeah.

Ha-ha-ha. Great job, Jones.

I'll get this guy to the city zoo.

- The city zoo?

- Yep.

They got a nice spot ready

in the reptile house.

The city zoo doesn't have

a reptile house.

They're building one.

- Who is?

- Builders.

Sure you're trying to

protect the turtle?

Yeah, we love turtles.

Then you won't mind if I hold onto him

until I notify the Wildlife Federation, right?

All right. You're gonna find this out in a few

hours anyway, so I might as well tell you.

We gotta lose this turtle

to sell logging rights to the park.

Logging? The whole park?

Yeah, but who cares?

It's still a park, just without trees.

And they'll grow back.

Yeah, in like 200 years.

It doesn't matter.

Your career is what matters.

Ha-ha-ha. Turtle target acquired.

I need 20 more feet of altitude.

Engage the hand pedals.

You couldn't put the hand pedals

by you?

There's a suggestion box behind

the seat, Boo Boo.

Wait, you don't want to approach him

like that. He's poisonous.

He's in a basket.

But he can spit. Poison.

He'll aim at your eyes.

Melt them out of your head.

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