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Can you get down with the
Funk, funk, funk of the Chipmunks?
Baby, you know
Funk, funk, funk of the Chipmunks
Oh, come on,
you gotta have one more ticket.
Sorry.
Come on, here's Theodore
You're here to stay
When you're always getting paid
And it don't stop, never, no
It won't stop no matter what they say
-Gotta live the dream
-Take it, Simon
You're here to stay
When your honeys think you hit
'Cause we gots it
Everybody watch it
I love it. You love it? Chipmunk fever.
Catch it, baby.
Dave Seville.
No, there's no Dave Seville
on this list.
You know what? That's fine.
I'm the editor of the L.A. Music Journal.
-No, I don't think so.
-He's with me.
He's my assistant.
Okay.
Thanks, Claire.
What's going on, Dave?
What are you--?
I gotta get my boys back
but Ian's trying to keep me out.
Your boys.
I know that probably sounds weird
coming from me.
It's a good weird, though.
Because after all I did to mess up
everything, including you--
-Dave, your boys. We should go.
-Right. Okay.
How we roll
How we roll
Come on, can you feel it?
-How we roll
-Yeah, yeah, come on
If you're gonna do something,
do it fast. Here.
-You're press, remember?
-Thanks.
Roll
-Let's go, pal.
-I'm a photographer.
-I have a press pass.
-You're out of here.
Alvin! Alvin!
Alvin!
-Dave! He's here.
-It's Dave.
What's going on?
Alvin, what are you doing?
I'm sending a message
to our dear old uncle Ian.
-Sounds like a plan to me.
-Me too.
Come on, guys.
Hey, Ian...
...kiss my furry cheeks.
Here, hold on to that.
Top of the morning to you.
Get off my set.
Are you ready to rock?
Turn it up, girl.
How we roll
How we roll
I feel fine.
Alvin, Simon, Theodore!
Come on, guys, we're going home.
Move, move.
Let's go.
-Get them.
-Look out. Run.
Hi.
Bye.
Eenie, meenie, minie, mo
Miss a chipmunk because you're slow
Watch your knees.
-Sorry.
-Come on, big fella. Come on. Come on.
A little bit closer.
Come on, right there. Perfect.
He'll feel that in the morning.
-Guys.
-Dave!
You're not going anywhere.
What are you doing?
-Put us down.
-Let me go.
-Hey.
-You better study your French.
-You're going to Paris tonight. Okay?
-Let go. Just had my tail redone.
-No, wait.
-Put it with my stuff.
-Let us out of here. Let us out of here.
-No.
What? Ian, they don't want this anymore.
Just let them go.
But the guy just left. You should have
said something about five seconds ago.
Come back.
Ian, they need a real life.
Not all of this.
Besides, they just ruined the concert.
Word will get out,
no one will come to see them.
Dave, they're chipmunks who talk.
People will come.
Guys, with me.
Roll, that's how we roll
You'll never take us alive.
They just did take us alive, Alvin.
It's a figure of speech, Simon.
Instead of criticizing me, why not use
your big brain to think of a way out?
Go, go, go. Go.
Come on.
Step on it, Dave. You're losing him.
How did you guys...?
We are talking chipmunks, Dave.
We can get out of a cat carrier.
Not even hard to do.
You came back for us.
Well, of course I came back.
We're a family.
Holy nuts.
-What?
-Am I going crazy?
Or did he just say ''family''?
I know...
...but I really missed you guys.
I missed you too, Dave.
Me too.
-So did Alvin. He's too cool to admit it.
-Yeah, too macho.
Missed you too.
Sorry, I had some sentimentality
stuck in my throat.
I just said, I missed you too.
Whatever.
Who are you guys to judge me?
Okay, you know what?
I miss my friend Dave, okay?
I'll scream it from the rooftops.
And I'm not afraid. I'm not ashamed.
That's right. I love you, Dave.
Come here.
-Dave?
-Yes, Alvin?
Now can I steer?
Oh, please, please, please.
-I want to work the windshield wipers.
-Oh, and I'd like to beep the horn.
Have at it, fellas.
-I'm a good beeper.
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