singing sensation.
Is it because of toaster waffle overload?
or a rigorous tour schedule?
It's hard to say, but manager producer, Ian Hawke...
has ensured Fox that the trio... will make their first stop tonight on their highly anticipated world tour...
at the Orpheum Theater in Los Angeles.
That's it.
You three sound like, you've been guargling nails.
Well?
I could give you a lot of fancy terms,
but the bottom line...
- they're exhausted.
- Okay, well, give them a shot or something...
a cream or a pill or something.
I invested every dime I had in this guy.
They need a long rest.
A long rest? Are you... Okay, right,
Yeah, a long rest. Right.
Right, yeah, I'm not a doctor
So, I'll get them that rest.
Okay, thank you so much, doctor,
I'll take care of it, doc, thank you.
I will... I appreciated it,
Hey, hey, doc, Chipmunk doll, get it.
Knock, knock.
So... listen guys, I just talked to the doctor...
and... I don't feel right about sending
you guys out like this.
So you gonna cancel the show?
No, no, then I have to give out refunds.
No, what I'm talking about is, having you guys... LIPSYNC!
Isn't that like cheating?
No, it's not like cheating, cheating is wrong.
This is more like helping, all the superstars do it.
You just have to make sure that you mouth
the words exactly like we were recorded them.
Otherwise people will know.
That we're cheating.
No!
- Guys, what other choice do we have?
- Yeah... See!? That's why he's the one with the letter.
Alright, guys, tighten up.
And remember, mouth the words and...
no one will know.
Love you.
- Oh, come on, you gotta have one more ticket?
- Sorry.
Take it, Simon.
- You love it? You love it?
- Yea, Chipmunk fever.
That's 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 ah... L.A Music Journal.
- No! No! I don't think so.
- It's okay, he's with me.
- He's my assistant.
- Ok.
- 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.
It's a good word though.
- Because after all I did... mess up everything, including with you...
- Dave, your boys.
- We should go.
- Right.
- Look... look.
- It's Dave.
If you gonna do something, do it fast.
Here... you're press, remember.
Alright.
- What's going on, pal?
- I'm a photographer, I have a press pass.
Alvin... Alvin...
A L V I N!
- He's here.
- It's Dave.
- 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.
Hиy, Ian...
Kiss my furry cheeks.
Keep it.
Top of the mornin' to you.
Get off my drums.
Are you ready to rock?
Turn it up, girls.
Alvin...
Come on guys, we're going home.
Move! Move!
Let's go.
- Get them!
- Look out!
Hi!
Gone.
Inny, minny, mighty, moe...
Leave us Chipmunks let us go...
Yippie, yai, yay, mama cita.
Watch your knees.
- Sorry.
- Come on, big fella.
Little bit closer.
Come on, right there, perfect.
He'll be back in the morning.
- Guys.
- Dave!
You're not going anywhere.
- What are you doing?
- Put us down.
Let me go... you guys better study your french...
because you're going to Paris, tonight.
I just had my tail done.
- No, wait.
- Here, take this. Put it with my stuff.
Let us out of here.
Ian, they don't want this anymore,
just let them go.
But the guy just left, you should have
said something about 5 seconds ago.
Come Back.
Ian, they need a real life, not all of this.
Besides, they just ruined the concert.
When they get out, no one will come see them.
Dave, they're chipmunks who talk.
People will come.
Guys, with me.
- You never take us alive...
- They just did take us alive, Alvin.
It's a figure of speech, Simon.
Instead of critizing me, why not use your
big brain to think of a way out?
Go, go, go.
Faster.
Step on it, Dave, you're losing him.
- How