Whoa. Is that an ironically fancy briefcase in my super chill work environment?
Dewey
Uh, yes?
What's going on in there? Like, brilliant business secrets?
Dewey
You know it!
Very chill. Oh, I like how you roll! You are my new vice president of fancy business. [to Huey] Intern, you report to him now. Boom. Beaks out! [leaves]
Dewey
Yes! Faked it, maked it! I didn't even know this was my life's dream until today!
Dewey
We've gotta save Beaks, right? I mean, he's the worst, but it's the right thing to do.
Why? I'm sure you're biggest, favorite friend will just fake his way through it like everything else!
Dewey
Okay, first off, that's not what BFF stands for. And secondly, guys like him, guys like me, we have to put on a show and fake it, because smart guys like you are so good at making it. We don't need this. What we need is a checklist. In fact, here's a checklist for how to get through this. One, get a plan. Two, ask Huey for a plan. Three, do you have a plan yet? 'Cause honestly, I don't know how checklists work.
[typing on his phone] What's up over here?
Right. Hey, so obviously I have to fire you guys because you know the secret of Project Tahdah, and if you tell anybody I'll just say you're lying because you're mad I fired you. Cool? Cool-cool.
Dewey
[snatches the phone out of his hands; typing] "My face looks like a butt." And… sent.
Seriously? That's your big plan? Who even cares about what--
It already has 1,000 likes.
What? No, no! I can't delete it now! Give it back, give it back!
That's it! I'm putting my foot down! We can't go forward.
Oh, of course we can. The summit's right there.
We are violating every rule of my Junior Woodchuck training! We're out of supplies. It's starting to get cold, so even if we make it to the top, we'd freeze to death before we get down! Oh, and we keep trying to go up this way, the whole thing is going to come crashing down! This is all too risky!
Don't you go ninny on me, lad! You'll never get your cartography badge with that attitude!
I don't care! We have to turn around, now!
You already beat Mallardy. Isn't that enough?!
No! We'd be daft to give up with the peak in our grasp.
It's not giving up, it's just having common sense.
For the last time, nothing bad is going to happen.
Dewey
[as he and Webby battle a sea monster] You hideous monster! I will avenge my mother by killing you with the very spear you're sworn to protect!
SMSea Monster
You shall never get the Spear of Poseidon!
Dewey
I'm sorry, the Spear of who, now?
SMSea Monster
The Spear of Poseidon!
Dewey
Man, we got the wrong chamber again!
We're looking for the Spear of Selene.
SMSea Monster
Ohhh, huh. [sets them down] You're gonna wanna go back down the hall, past the Harpy Aviary, third door on your left. Garden of Selene. Can't miss it.
Dewey
Sorry about calling you a hideous monster before. I'm sure you're very attractive by sea monster standards.
SMSea Monster
Not really. Thanks though.
Dewey
So where's the Spear of Selene, Selene?
Dewey
The one Della took from your garden.
SSelene
You mean the Sphere of Selene?
Dewey
Why does no one get what I'm saying? The Spear of Selene!
SSelene
I've never had a spear. Do you mean the Sword of Selene? That's down the hall-
Dewey
No! The Spear of Selene! The one my mom took! The one that's our only clue to finding her!
SSelene
Ah, you're Della's kid! I shoulda realized, you're just like her. I'm sorry, I haven't seen her in years, and I don't know what the Spear of Selene is.
Dewey
So we're back to "she stole Scrooge's spear and betrayed the family" then. Great.
SSelene
What? No way. She loved her family more than anything in the world. Oh, Della wasn't just a good person, she was the greatest, and she made everyone around her better.
Maybe the spear isn't an artifact. Maybe it's something else.
SSelene
Your mom did love a good mystery. [gives Dewey her Sphere] Here. It's not a spear, but it is a treasure even Della never found. Don't give up, young duck. Your mother never did.
[Dewey is in Launchpad's garage, eating a fast-food meal and watching an episode of Darkwing Duck on the TV]
[holds up two shirts with mustard and ketchup stains] Big day, Dewey. Mustard stain or ketchup stain?
Dewey
Mustard. Looks less like blood. What is this weird show?
Whoa, what? Darkwing Duck? The greatest TV show of all time?
Dewey
Ha! Maybe when you were a kid. This hero guy doesn't shoot lasers or anything.
That hero guy is Jim Starling. He was an old-school actor who did all his own stunts. Sure, he got a little banged up in later seasons.
But that just made him even more heroic.
Dewey
Why didn't he just use CGI?
[chuckles] Real heroes don't need high-tech special effects or basic safety precautions. So, how do I look? [Dewey gives him a thumbs-up; they get in the limo] Remember, Dewey, a true hero thinks with his gut or not at all. [to his Darkwing bobblehead] Right, D.W.?
DBDarkwing Bobblehead
Let's get dangerous.
Dewey
What's the special occasion, anyway?
I finally got my driver's license!
Dewey
Uh, wait, what?
Dewey
How have you been a driver without a driver's license?
Hey, come on. I've got a pilot's license, don't I? [realizes] Wait, don't I?
Dewey
Ugh. Aren't you worried Scrooge will find out?
You kidding? I had them mail the license straight to him so he'd be first to know. [tears up] Ah, he's gonna be so proud of me. [chuckles] Wow.
[They approach the Money Bin and into the parking lot]
Dewey
The Bin, The Bin, The Bin! Slow down!
[hits the breaks and the limo spins around and stops in a parking spot] I bet Mr. McD's got some kind of party planned for my big day. Wouldn't want to ruin the… [enters Scrooge's office] Surprise! [the office is empty] Huh. [bursts into the meeting room] Surprise! [the meeting room is also empty; opens a janitor's closet] Supplies? Boy he's really getting my hopes up. The payoff is gonna be amazing.
But that's all I do all the time.
Eh, you probably couldn't fit a driver in that tiny train anyway. Uh, say, speaking of drivers…
Gyro, the board needs results. Ever since Bulb Tech backfired, you need an invention that, well…
Dewey
Won't turn evil and kill us all.
Due respect, sir, innovation doesn't work that way. I can't just wake up one morning and say…
Dewey
How about a self-driving robot car?
Too many variables. A self driving robot car would turn evil like that. Nobody could…
Dewey
Well, Mark Beaks did. He just posted that he's having a demo later today.
What?! That hack couldn't even program a microwave. We'll see about this.
Okay, cool. I'll just tell you my big news later.
Launchpad, I almost forgot.
Stop having mail delivered to my office. That's for incoming checks and death threats only.
Forgive Dr. Gearloose. He's a little more deranged than usual trying to figure out how Beaks beat him to the self-driving car.
That won't be a problem once I put that tin can in its place. In the recycling, where the garbage goes.
Dewey
Woof. We'll work on smack talk later. Right now, we need something to help Launchpad get the edge on B.U.D.D.Y.
Dewey
Your lab is in the bathroom?
Dr. Gearloose says this is the perfect place for my work. I'm just now realizing that remark may not have been entirely complimentary. No matter!
Get excited, kids! Golf is in our blood! Your ancestor, "Black Donald" McDuck, actually invented the sport. Of course he lost so badly that the ensuing temper tantrums caused King James to ban golf across all of Scotland.
And we're... proud of that in some way?
Dewey
I don't know, man. Go-karts? Hitting things really hard with sticks? Not being grounded for said hitting? Sounds kind of awesome!
It's a sport where you try not to score points to make it end sooner. Hard pass.
Trust me, you'll love it.
Welcome back to the Billionaire's Club Classic, where in a bizarre turn of events, the players have become trapped in some sort of mystical faerie realm.
For more, we go to two tiny horses.
[two soaked colorful horses walk up]
BBriar
Greetings! We're Briar, and Bramble, the keepers of this realm.
Talking animals wearing clothes?!
Dewey
Oh, no, did we die? Are we in Webby heaven?
Dewey
[as Scrooge growls angrily at him] I'm sorry. I just knew I could, so I…
[interrupting] You pull a club out of a Scotsman's hand, you'd best be prepared to knock him out with it!
Dewey
Hey, I made the shot.
You disobeyed me and risked the entire game with your showboating!
Dewey
[now offended] I'm showboating?! This whole thing has been about how great you are! You're so worried that someone might actually be better than you at something that you keep…
See here, I am an inter-dimensionally ranked golfer!
Dewey
Whatever. I'm over this dumb sport anyway. Finish the course so we can go home.
Dewey
What's all this?
Hey, guys! Every year I brush up on my survivor skills on a secret island! [Beakley clears her throat] I-I mean, a regular island where young warriors definitely don't combat the forces of nature and each other. You know, it's girl stuff.
[quacking in panic] I GOTTA GO! [gets into his car and drives off]
Why is everyone running off?
[sighs] You would figure it out sooner or later. [whispers] Today is Mr. McDuck's birthday.
[The triplets exclaim in surprise]
Okay, people, we are in crisis party planning mode! Louie, you start a guest list. Dewey…
[interrupting] Absolutely not. Mr. McDuck has a strict no-birthday-party rule. He hates the reminder that he's…
Literally the oldest person he knows?
[Dewey bursts out, laughing, and Huey cracks a smile]
But our most epic relative deserves the most epic party ever!
Oh, I don't know. He hasn't had a good one since before his old butler, Duckworth died.
Like this stuffy old guy could beat the party I threw for the Junior Woodchuck Party Planning Committee. It was both work and play.
[walking out the door] Fine. Don't say I didn't warn you.
[catching up] If I don't come back, tell my story!
Nah, he's gonna love it! Huey's time to shine!
We gotta solve the mystery and find Scrooge so he can experience the true joy of a flawless birthday party.
And you know, not possibly die?
Yes, of course, and that, but if we succeed and have a good time doing it, Scrooge may have experienced the most amazing party of all time!
Shouldn't we call somebody?
But who can you call when everyone is a suspect? Come on, boys, the party game is afoot!
DDewey (DJ Daft Duck)
Oh yeaaah!
You can't get that helmet off, can you?
DDewey (DJ Daft Duck)
Oh nooo!