Yogi Bear Page #5

- What thing?

- The thing under the blanket.

- Blanket?

- The object right behind you.

Oh. Oh, that. Heh.

A sculpture.

I'm sculpting now. Mostly landscapes.

And where's Boo Boo?

- France.

- What?

- That's not close by, is it?

- No.

Then he's in the bathroom.

- Excuse me.

- Wait!

Hey, this isn't the bathroom.

I'm telling you, Mr. Ranger,

it's not for stealing pic-a-nic baskets.

It says "Basket-Nabber 2000"

right here, Yogi.

I do regret calling it that now.

I know I'm always saying,

"Stay away from the campers."

This is different.

Jellystone is in real trouble.

If I don't raise $30,000 in a week,

this park's getting rezoned.

Rezoned? What does that mean?

It means the park won't

be a park anymore.

The city will use this land

for something else.

So we have got to do everything

we can to help save it.

Which means you have gotta stop stealing

food so that campers will leave here happy.

But they do leave here happy.

Getting your food stolen by Yogi Bear

is special. People come here for that.

It's like catching a foul ball

at a baseball game.

Nope. It's like getting your food stolen

at a baseball game.

Come on, Yogi. Would it really be so hard

to be a regular bear?

You know, to forage for food,

to walk around on all fours...

...to hibernate a little, or a lot.

If nature had meant for me

to be a regular bear...

...it wouldn't have given me

such a good thought-cooker, sir.

I can't help it if my melon is

full of smart juice.

Yogi, your melon is hurting this park.

There are repercussions to stealing

people's picnic baskets.

Not in my experience, sir.

On the other hand...

Ranger Smith,

mind if I borrow the 'dilla?

It's an emergency.

Somebody parked without parking decals.

Jones, I would really prefer it if you focused

on just maintaining the park instead.

Let me deal with the visitors

until you've had more experience.

Sorry, sir. Guess that's just

the Eagle Scout in me, you know?

Always wanting to be in control,

be a leader.

Live up to this fanny pack

full of merit badges.

You know that fanny pack is for

first aid supplies, right?

A merit badge in first aid is the only

supply I need, sir.

Right, but it might not be the only

supply a hurt person needs.

You seen Rachel?

Yeah, I saw her.

She was heading up to Lookout Mountain.

She can't be far. I'll drive. Let's roll.

Jones.

The sprawling beauty of Jellystone Park.

A timeless stretch of wilderness

untouched by man.

Oh.

Ranger Smith.

Wow, heh.

What's with the fancy outfit?

Dress greens.

I always wear dress greens in the evening.

You know, in case there's, you know...

- I don't know how to talk to girls.

- Oh.

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