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The globe-trotting treasure-hunting money-making adventures of billionaire Scrooge McDuck and his nephews.
[series theme song] Chorus: Life is like a hurricane, here in Duckburg / Racecars, lasers, aeroplanes, it's a duck-blur! / Might solve a mystery, or rewrite history! / DuckTales! Woo-oo! / Everyday they're out there making DuckTales! Woo-oo! / Tales of derring-do bad and good luck tales! Woo-oo! / D-d-d-danger lurks behind you / there's a stranger out to find you! What to do, just grab on to some... DuckTales! Woo-oo! / Everyday they're out there making DuckTales! Woo-oo! / Tales of derring-do bad and good luck tales! Woo-oo! / Not pony tales or cotton tales / no, DuckTales! Woo-oo!
Webby: Uncle Scrooge, do you have a great masher I can borrow? Scrooge McDuck: If I do, darling, its all yours.
Scrooge McDuck: Launchpad, you're the worlds most best pilot, why don't you just fly this spaceship back to earth? Launchpad McQuack: My, being the worlds best pilot is hard!
Scrooge McDuck: Banana Island is probably full of pearls! Duckworth: Or bananas.
Judge: Order! Order! Launchpad McQuack: I'll have a burger and fries!
Scrooge McDuck: Duckworth, go off and make big butts! I mean big bucks!
Scrooge McDuck: How do you want it? With or without mustard?
Scrooge McDuck: I'm afraid my pockets are as empty as your tummies.
Launchpad McQuack: How am I going to face Mr. McD? Scrooge McDuck: In 500 pieces, if you don't get us out of here!
Launchpad McQuack: C'mon, even E.T got to phone home.
Scrooge McDuck: Forget the study! You can never tell a thing about a man by his study, I always say.
Scrooge McDuck: You can perform an action replay of your crash later, Launchpad!
Scrooge McDuck: Since I'm the richest duck in the world, I am going to celebrate by taking everyone out the world's biggest hamburger stand! Webby: Can we order fries? Scrooge McDuck: You can even order hamburgers!
Scrooge McDuck: I'll get my fortune back, before Fritter Away lives up to his name.
Scrooge McDuck: Ships are for shipping, Mr. Woddell, so ship up or shape out! Webby: [impersonating Scrooge] "So shape up, or ship out!" Scrooge McDuck: Urrr, that wasn't very nice of me to talk to Mr Woddell that way, I'll phone him back and apologise.
Launchpad McQuack: Have some of this hot soup, Mr. McDee, and in no time you'll be fat as a fiddle.
Launchpad McQuack: NASA's gonna send the monkey into space instead of me! [sigh]
Fritter: What is the point of being rich, if you can't buy new?