Plot: On Keswick's birthday, he is given a special mission. To go get something from a fast food restaurant. Meanwhile, Dudley, Kitty and The Chief try to figure out why he is taking so long. But when they finally discovered something, Keswick's delivering a kids meal... as a kid!!
(Starts off at T.U.F.F.)
Kitty, Dudley and The Chief: (singing) Three cheers on your birthday Keswick, three cheers for you!
Dudley: And now you got to blow out the candles, and make a wish.
Kitty: And according to rule 365, it's our job to make it come true.
Keswick: Wow! Thank you! I'm not 100% percent sure on what to wish for. But I know what I've always wanted to do. (blows out candles)
Dudley: Sooooo, what cha wish for?
Keswick: I wish... ...I had my own mission.
(The Chief and Dudley looked surprised)
Dudley: Kitty, could I see in the kitchen.
Kitty: Oh, sure.
(they go in kitchen. Keswick's nose peeks around corner)
Dudley: In private! (Keswick goes away) Why did you do that? You know Keswick, he can't even pay the pizza guy without braking a bone.
Kitty: Look, it's his birthday. You know rule 365. It's our duty to...
Dudley: Sorry, you lost me at duty.
Kitty: Okay, I have an idea.
(transition to Keswick. He is wearing a football helmet and a suit made of pillows)
Kitty: Okay, here's the crime. Our intel says that there selling bombs in this facility for a $1.95. Your job is to buy one, so we can discover it's weakness.
Keswick: Leave it all to me!
(enters store. Zooming out, the sign says "Bob's House of Burgers")
Dudley: Could you tell me more about the bomb?
Kitty: No, silly. All he has to do is get a burger from the restaurant. In the meantime, who wants cake?
The Chief and Dudley (speaking at once) Oh, oh, I do! Me, me, me!
(Kitty takes out a piece)
Keswick: Hello. (puts money on table) One bomb please.
Bob: Well, aren't you a cutie. You deserve one of my kids meals.
Keswick: Just fork over the black. Or red.
(hands come around Keswick. He is thrown onto a conveyer belt)
(meanwhile, back outside)
Kitty: Ugh. Where's Keswick? I'm so full up on cake.
The Chief: I'm surprised by Dudley. He ate his own weight in frosting.
(Dudley puts a handful of pink frosting in his mouth)
(Kitty and The Chief stare at Dudley)
Kitty: Keswick's been in there for over an hour. Whats holding him?
(back on the conveyer belt)
(Keswick is taken of the conveyer belt and lands on a bun. He then gets squirted by mustard and ketchup. Three pickles are placed on him followed by a top bun. Outside a car full of bears uses the drive thru)
Father Bear: We could of gone to a fancy restaurant, but nooooo...! we had to go to this stupid place.
Mother Bear: Darling. Its Harold's birthday. Please be nicer!
Drive Thru Guy: Here's your kids meal.
(Father Bear swipes it and drives away)
(Dudley watches them drive of)
Kitty: Wait a minute. Guys, look at this. "Try our new kids meal. Includes one drink, one toy and one kid on a bun". Something's wrong here.
Dudley: You're telling me. They're charging french fries for 50 cents!! They're not even French!!!
Kitty: No! You know Keswick, he's small and puny.
Kitty: Kids are small and puny. Let me see that menu!
(Kitty looks at the drive thru menu.)
Kitty: (quietly) pusapusapusapuus.....pusapusapus. Kids meal. Burger includes, pickles, ketchup, mustard and kid. Wait a minute. Kid? ketchup? pickles?! Keswick's a burger!!!
Dudley: Can I eat him then?
(Kitty head palms)
Dudley: What's with the (head palms) for?
The Chief: Wow! Look at the family of bears!
Kitty, The Chief and Dudley: BEARS!?!?
Dudley: Oh darn! What are we gonna do?! No one told us what to do! The only reason I took the job is because you never have to do anything!!
Kitty: Dudley shut up and stop worrying! We gotta go and get Keswick.
The Chief: I'll stay here, not worrying.
(watches them drive of)
The Chief: Worry, worry, worry, worry, worry!
(Kitty presses a button and the T.U.F.F. mobile transforms into a submarine)
Kitty: Sorry, I always get the submarine button and the aircraft button mixed up.
(presses another button and transforms into an aircraft)
Dudley: All right. Keswick's at third, and where at 200th. That gives us... (pulls out a calculator and starts pressing buttons) uh, two hours till we can get to the forest.
Kitty: Or we could use the rockets.
Dudley: That was my second idea.
(Kitty presses another button and transforms into steam roller)
Dudley (annoyed): You need to learn your buttons.
Kitty (guilty): I know.
(falls at full speed, and lands)
Dudley: I'll press the button this time.
(presses button and transforms into R/C)
Kitty: (smug) Ha, ha, ha.
(Kitty grabs a remote and starts driving the R/C)
Dudley: My spine is getting crushed.
(transition to the bear family)
Baby Bear: Can I eat it now?
Father Bear: Wait till we get home!
Kitty: Freeze, dirt bags! you're under arrest for cannibalism!
Father Bear: Ohh, great! Happy Birthday, son! Now we're under arrest!
Baby Bear: Then go over him!
Kitty: Pull over and hand over the Yummy Meal!
Dudley: And shove everything that isn't Keswick in my mouth!