Sombra: I got a problem! Those three chowderheads have proven tougher than I thought.
Thug 3: Yeah? So?
Sombra:So quit hanging around. We’ve got a change of plans, see. Now we’re gonna have to pull the switcheroo… tomorrow night… at the opera. That little ditty is starting to grow on me. Now listen. To get to the princess… we’re gonna have to pick those guys off one by one.
*At the same time Stella couldn’t stop thinking about Aaron
Stella: Aaron and Stella Maza. Look, Daisy. Mickey and I have the same last name.
Milly: Well, it must be destiny. Good thing destiny doesn’t control my love life.
Stella: What do you mean?
Burke: Well, look at me. If it did… I’d get stuck with Mister…
Two, three… four. Two, three… four. Bad guys.
*The door opened to reveal a faint reflection of Aaron but something seemed off*
Attention, Musketeer Goofy.
Burke: Mickey, is that you?
Yes, Musketeer Goofy. I am in need of your assistance.
Burke: You sure are talking funny. I was eating escargot and peanut butter.
Hey, save some for me! Over here. Follow me, Goofy.
You ‘re almost there. Mickey!
Burke: Doggone! Where’d he go? Mickey! Mickey!
*Back the palace*
Twing: Quack, two, three, four. Quack, two, three… Quack! Hello, handsome. What the…
Thugs- Booga booga! - Booga booga! Booga booga booga booga booga!
Twing: Beat it, you guys.
Thug 1: I told you twits these Pete masks wouldn’t work. Let’s go to plan "B."
Twing: Hey, you ‘re the bad guys! Don’t move! What’s going on? Captain Pete!
Sombra: I’m in such a good mood.
(Donald quickly got his head out of the hole and manages to escape.)
Sombra: Come back here, you little bird beak!
(But, just as Pete was struggling to get through the hole, he got his peg leg chipped off, much to his pain.)
Pluto, slow down, boy. What is it? Whoa! Hey, where’s Goofy?
Donald! Something strange is going on here. Who’s there? You better come out of there, or I’m coming in after you! Donald? What’s the big idea? Come down from there! Why aren’t you at your post?
Twing: We got to get Goofy and get out of here!
Aaron: Goofy? Where is he?
He’s not at his post either.
Twing: Oh, no! He’s already got Goofy!
Aaron: Wait! Who’s got Goofy? Donald… stop! Donald, are you nuts? What’s going on?
Twing: Pete is gonna kidnap Princess Minnie so he can become king because he’s really a bad guy and he has a secret lair, and it’s really dark and scary! So the point is he’s gonna kill us if we get in his way! So we should run now as far away as we can!
Aaron: Donald, I can’t understand a word you say.
Aaron: Put me down! Whoa! We can’t leave our posts like this! What would Captain Pete say?
Twing: Captain Pete is the bad guy!
Aaron: Captain Pete is the bad guy?
Aaron: Pete’s trying to kidnap the princess?
Aaron: But he made us musketeers.
Twing: It was all a lie.
Aaron: A lie? Well, lie or no lie… musketeers don’t run from danger… and as long as we wear these uniforms… neither do we.
Twing: You said it! It’s every duck for himself.
Aaron: Donald, wait! Together, we can stop Captain Pete. Remember how we rescued the princess?
Twing: I was hiding.
Aaron: Hiding? Well… tonight, you came back to warn us… and that took courage, Donald. Come on. I’ll be right beside you… because we’re friends.
Twing: I just can’t. I’m sorry.
Aaron: Donald! Donald. Thanks, boy. What is it? What is it, boy?
*Aaron watched as his trusted friend left*
Sombra: Well, well, well. If it ain’t the one musketeer and they shove'em make two.
Aaron: Captain Pete, by the power vested in me as a musketeer… I arrest you, mister!
Sombra: That’s a good one! Well, how about this? By the power invested in my fist, I clobber you!
*A little while later at Mont St. Michel.
Sombra: Hey there! Hi there! Ho there! You ‘re as welcome as can be Oopsie. I am such a butterfingers.
Aaron: Hey! Put me down! Don’t make me have to whoop you!
Sombra: OK, fine. Just hold still, you runt. It looks like this is the end of the line.
Aaron: Think so? My pals will be right behind us.
Sombra: Oh, sure. The duck dumped you. Remember?
Aaron: Well… Goofy then!
Sombra: The goof? He’s getting fitted for a halo.
Aaron: No, no, no.
Sombra: Yes, yes, yes! Face it, Aaron… it’s all for one… and you are on your own! Enjoy your brief stay here at the Mont St. Michel. You know, they say the tide comes in faster than horses! So long, runt! I got me tickets to the opera… a little something called… "I Just Can’t Wait to be King."
*Cue the next song*
Trixie: This is it, handsome. Get ready for the big sleep, the river of no return… the long day’s journey into night.
*Burke’s and Trixie’s duet*
Gosh. Your sweet voice is music to my ears. Your chains of love now hold me tight Your bovine beauty makes my heart take flight You will not change my mind one smidge I’m going to drop you screaming off this bridge
Clarabelle, you drive me nuts! His love’s so sweet, his love’s so blind Poor Goof… You have to kill him Poor grunge Farewell Take the plunge My milkmaid miss, you charm my soul You leave me utterly beyond control Call me a goof, but one thing’s clear Your melodious moo is music to my ears He’s no Don Juan He’s not real smart And yet he’s touched my little cowhide heart He loves my moo, my cow-like gaze His numskull charm Has set my heart Ablaze
Trixie: Hurry, my love. You don’t have much time. Your friend Aaron is in dire peril.
Burke: No, he’s not. He’s in the musketeers.
Trixie: I mean he’s in danger.
Twing: I’ll be a musketeer when cows fall from the sky. What?
*Time was running out for Aaron as he looked and saw the ground getting wet while Burke was carrying Twing over his shoulder*
Burke: We’re coming, Mickey!
Twing: Put me down! Put me down! Goofy! Pete’s gonna kill us!
Burke: Pete or no Pete, Mickey’s our pal… and we got to save him. All for one and one for all. Remember? I know it’s the most hideous… house of torture in all of France… but we’re going in there! Gosh,
*They heard Sly Cooper’s singing*
Burke: Pluto. Could this be the end of the three musketeers?
Sly Cooper: This is the end This is the end That Donald Duck has left poor Mickey Mouse to drown And Goofy trusted him, but Donald let him down We all berate him because we hate him He is a traitor, vacillator He’s a lousy second-rater Mangy mallard, he’s a coward Donald’s destiny has soured, it’s the end
*It worked that song encouraged Twing not to give up*
Twing: I’ll show you, dirty tortoise!
Sly: That way, tiger.
Twing: Wait for me! Thanks for the song.
Twing: Come on! We’ve got to save Mickey!
(Pluto made a propeller with his tail and they motored to the Mont St Michel.)
Burke: We’re coming, Mickey!
(Mickey had almost drowned, but Goofy and Donald managed to rescue their friend.)
Burke: Aaron, come back to us, pal. I think he’s coming out of it.
Aaron: Twing? Burke
Pete told me you were a goner.
Burke: Shucks. I ain’t… …Going nowhere without you, Mick.
Aaron: Aw, pal. You came back.
Twing: Aw… of course I did.
Burke: We wouldn’t let you down, Mick. We’re your friends.
Twing: Yeah. Come on. We’ve got to save the princess. Don’t you remember? All for one…
Aaron: Aw, fellas, we’re not even real musketeers.
Burke: Not real musketeers? Who says so? Listen, Donald might be a big chicken…
Burke: And you ‘re just a little guy… and I ain’t no genius, but I know one thing. When the three of us stick together…
Twing: We can do anything.
Aaron: And not Pete…
Burke: Or nobody else can stop us!
Aaron:Musketeers, we’ve got a princess to rescue. Come on, Goof!
Burke: Come on, Donald!
Twing:I’m right behind you!
End of part 3