PROFESSOR VON DRAKE: Well, boys, you've dropped by

just in time for a sneak peek of our upcoming exhibition.

(SHUDDERS IN EXCITEMENT)

I just love science. Don't you?

No! Every time we come here,

something bad happens to me.

(SLURPS)

Welcome to Revolutionary Inventions,

the Latest in Scientific Breakthroughs.

First up, the Atomic Sandwich Splitter!

Ooh, so science-y!

(SLURPING)

Finally! A device that slices a sandwich into perfectly equal halves.

But that's impossible.

Not anymore. (BEEPS)

(DEVICE WHIRRING)

(SLURPS, EXHALES)

(SMACKS LIPS)

(GROANS)

(QUIETLY) Mick. Mick.

Hey, Mick. Mickey.

Mickey Mouse. Mick.

What?

Where's the bathroom?

I don't know.

It's over there somewhere.

Thanks, buddy.

(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING)

What was that?

Oh, no. Goofy!

"Oh, no" is right!

He's taken one of the pods out from our time machine.

Now why would he do that?

Well, he needed a restroom and I sent him over here.

Ooh, he's gonna mess up the time pod.

DONALD: Uh, guys.

(GOOFY LAUGH)

Ooh, that's bad.

It's even worse than I had imagined.

What's happening?

Well, if someone is traveling already back into the past,

their very presence could cause

a great big ripple effect throughout time itself.

Contaminating the existing time line,

producing a terrible catastrophic result.

See that frowny face I drew?

We're gonna have to travel into the past and bring Goofy back

before the whole planet is forever Goofified.

This is my fault.

It should be me who goes.

Phew!

And Donald. What?

Oh, no! Uh-uh! No way!

(LASER WHIRRING, FIRES)

(SHOUTS ANGRILY)

(SQUEAKS)

There, good as new.

What did you use to reattach it, Professor?

Super-strength glue.

Yeah? 'Cause I would have used

duck tape!

(CACKLES) Get it, duck tape?

(LAUGHS, SIGHS)

Right, not the time for jokes.

(GROANS)

(THUD)

The time pod has been programmed with Goofy's exact coordinates.

All set, Professor.

(ALARM BLARES) (CRACKLING)

I hope they're not too late.

(GOOFY LAUGH)

(WHIRRING)

(SQUEALS)

You gotta admit, this is pretty awesome!

(GAGS, RETCHES)

(WHIRRING)

(CRACKLING)

Ooh, everything's all prehistoric.

Hey! There's Goofy's time pod.

(LOW GROWL) (WHIMPERS)

Whoa, Donald, look!

(DINOSAURS CALLING)

Well, if they all look like Goofy,

then they must be friendly.

Hey there, big guy!

(BELLOWS)

(ROARS)

Not friendly! Not friendly!

(FOOTSTEPS FADE)

BOTH: Phew!

(PTERODACTYL SCREAMS)

Help!

Hold on, Donald!

(GRUNTS AND STRAINS)

(SCREAMING)

Don't worry, buddy. I gotcha! I gotcha!

You okay, pal?

Donald? What?

(GOOFY LAUGH)

That sounded like Goofy.

Come on.

(GOOFY LAUGH)

(GOOFY LAUGH)

(GOOFY LAUGHS)

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

(DRAMATIC CHORAL MUSIC PLAYS)

Behold, primitive type cave people.

It is I, your king!

(CRACKLING)

(ALL GRUNTING AND SCREAMING)

This is definitely gonna take longer than I thought.

Longer? I've got to get out of here.

Listen, we can do this.

We just need some kind of overly elaborate plan.

I know. We'll just take some of these jungle plants

and fashion a crude catapult. Then you...

Donald?

(PANTING)

Run!

(RUMBLING)

(ALL GRUNTING AND SCREAMING)

(ALARM RINGS)

(ALL CONTINUE GRUNTING)

(DRAMATIC CHORAL MUSIC PLAYING)

(CRACKLING)

(EXPLOSION)

(ROARS) Huh?

(TOOTH SQUEAKS) (ALL GRUNTING)

(WHIRRING)

Well, we've got Goofy,

but that still doesn't fix the contaminated time line.

Why did you have to drink

all that soda, you dummy?

Donald, that's it.

We'll set the time machine

to arrive one minute

before Goofy drinks that soda.

We can fix everything!

Well, boys, you've dropped by just in time

for a sneak peek of our upcoming exhibition.

(BLAST)

(GRUNTS)

Whoo-hoo! Hooray!

You saved the time line!

Uh, hey, Donald. Where's your butt?

Oh, no!

Should have used duct tape.

(MUSIC PLAYING)