03x14 - The Trouble With Larry

[bunniefuu]

♪ Hey there, everybody
It's a Looney-ful day ♪

♪ To have a little fun
The Baby Looney Tunes way ♪

♪ There's lots to do at Granny's house
Games to play and ba*ls to bounce ♪

♪ Let's jump and slide
And holler "hooray!" ♪

♪ Sylvester, Bugs, and Daffy
Taz and Lola too ♪

♪ Tweety's such a sweetie ♪

♪ Now all we need is you ♪

♪ Hey there, everybody
It's a Looney-ful day ♪

♪ To play the Baby Looney Tunes way ♪

[Granny] Playtime, playtime.

The best part of the day time.

[all laughing and chattering]

-Hey! Who wants to play--?
-Simon Says?

Me! I do!

Me! I want to play!

-Fine.
-Me! Me! Yeah! Me!

I was gonna say "tag."

What's wrong, Petunia?

Would you like it better
if we played something else?

Oh, no.

Simon Says is fine.

Okay, Simon says,
"Pat your tummy and rub your head."

It's just that tag is so much more fun
than Simon Says.

Stick your thumb in your nose
and hop on one foot.

But that's just what I think.

So why should anybody care?

Nobody pays attention to.

[Daffy] Oh, Petunia!

[all] You're out!

Dumb game.

Nobody's ever out in tag.

Maybe a good tea party will cheer me up.

Whoa.

I could've sworn this table
had chairs a second go.

Hey, Petunia.
You wanna play musical chairs?

What's wrong?

Did you want the chairs
for something else?

Um, I guess not.

Musical chairs is fine.

Then strike up the band!

[Taz playing up-tempo music]

But a tea party would've cheered me up
and this is just making my ears hurt.

As if anybody cared
what I wanted in the first place.

[Daffy] Oh, Petunia.

[all] You're out!

At a tea party, everybody gets a chair.

I wish I had a new friend.

Somebody who cares about what I want.
Somebody who listens to me.

Somebody who makes sure
everybody else listens too.

Yeah! Somebody like you!

Wow, big one, aren't you!

My name's Petunia, what's yours?

Larry? Pleased to meet you.

So. Do Larry's like tea?

They do? Great!

Have a seat, I'll pour you some.

Huh?

No, I don't mind that you're imaginary.

So is the tea.

Ah, when you're feeling jam-sandwich-y,
nothing beats a good jam sand-- Huh?

You like coloring books, Larry?

Me too. And playing tag?

Why, me too!

I just know we're gonna be best friends.

Um, who are you talking to?

Excuse, me, Larry. We'll be right back.

Now don't worry,
I'll try to explain this to Larry.

I know you didn't mean to offend him.

Him?

And even though
he's so big he could squash you,

he probably won't. He's really nice.

-He is?
-Well, usually.

Unless people pretend he's not there.

Like you did.

-I did?
-Then he gets mad.

He does?

Yeah, like he is now.

Oh, what am I gonna do?

Well, I'll tell you.
Larry has a soft spot in his heart

for a good jam sandwich.

Hey, Larry! Guess what.

Sylvester wants you to have his sandwich!

It's jam!

What's that?
Well, if that's what you want.

Larry says thanks,
but he's not hungry right now.

So does that mean I have my...?

Sorry.

Larry says he wants me to eat it.

Now, you wouldn't want me
to get squashed, would you?

No! No, I wouldn't.

And here's the toy chest
where we keep our toys.

And this is the dollhouse.

What's that, Larry?

You wanna play dolls?

Me too!

Ehh, who's Larry?

That's Larry!

Petunia's new best friend.

Why Taz not see Larry?

Because he's imaginary.

He just exists in Petunia's mind.

Larry's not really there--

Shh. He doesn't like to talk about it.

And you don't wanna make him mad!

He's big! And he's quiet.

Too quiet.

Ooh! We'd better leave him alone.

But, I...

Shh. You wanna get squashed?

Oh, Larry.

You say the funniest things.

[mimicking truck]

Daffy! Your truck is on Larry's foot.

Then why doesn't he move
his big, fat foot?

Really, Larry?

You think Daffy's the smartest person
you've ever met?

He does?

And you think Daffy's brave too?

And strong? And funny?

Wow, Larry really likes you.

Aw, shucks,
you're not so bad yourself, you big lug!

Sorry about your foot.

I'll just take this silly ol' truck
somewhere else.

What a nice guy,
and an excellent judge of character.

[suspenseful music playing]

Finger-painting
is double the fun with you, Larry.

[grumbles] Larry?

Can we share
the finger paints with you, Petunia?

Oh, I'd love to share...

but Larry doesn't.

And since he's our guest-- Sorry.

What's that, Larry? More blue?

You got it!

Petunia, we're making a fort.

Can we have this chair?

Mm-mm. Larry's sitting in that chair.

Okay, I'll take this one.

Larry's sitting in that chair too.

Every time you want to do something,
it's Larry, Larry, Larry!

Hmm.

I think two can play at this game.

Um, Bugs?
Larry wants to slide with me now.

And since he might
flatten you by accident,

you'd better let us go first.

Actually,
it's Larry who might get flattened.

See my great big monster pal,
Mr. Crunch, was here first.

Tell Larry he does not
wanna make Mr. Crunch mad.

Oh.

Come on, Larry.

Let's go do something else.

Say, I gotta get me
one of those imaginary friend guys.

Why not Taz see Mr. Crunch?

Larry wants to swing too,
so would you please...?

[shouts] It's okay, Noodles.

She didn't mean to sit on you.

Oh, don't cry, Noodles.

Please don't cry.

Um, sorry, Noodles.

Gee, Larry. Guess you're not the only

-imaginary friend anymore.
-[Lola] Nope.

And my muscle-bound buddy, Spike,
wants Larry off the merry-go-round.

Hold it right there, Spike.

Anybody messing with my good friend Larry

has gotta answer
to my new fire-breathing buddy, Hothead!

And he's a "blast-first,
ask questions later" kind of guy.

Spike can take him.

-Can not!
-Can so!

-Can not!
-Can so!

-Can not!
-Can so!

Princess Gorgeous
is the ruler of Imaginary Friend Land.

So these swings belong to her!

Now look what you did.

Noodles is crying again.

This is all Mr. Crunch's fault.

Larry and I were perfectly--

Does Larry want a piece of Crunch?
Is that it?

You have got to be
the worst imaginary friend ever!

Tiny Pete.
How are you gonna scare anybody?

You're two inches tall!

Why Taz not see anybody?!

[all chattering]

Goodness gracious!

Now what's all this fuss about?

[all] Larry started it!

Larry?

He's my imaginary friend
and he's nice to me.

Before Larry, I never got what I wanted.

Well, maybe Larry gets what he wants
because he asks for what he wants.

Before Larry came along,
were you asking for what you wanted?

Yeah!

Well, not out loud.

Just sort of to myself.

I was afraid
nobody would pay attention to me.

That happens sometimes,
even when we speak up.

But unless we speak up,

our wishes are just as invisible
as your friend Larry.

Okay. I want to say...

I'm sorry.

-It's okay, Petunia.
-Yeah, we're sorry.

You're forgiven.

-Yeah, we're sorry.
-Yeah.

[shouts] Fine for us,
but what about Larry?

Hey! He's gone.

And so are all the others.

Nobody see Larry?

[all] Mm-mm.

Phew.

[theme music playing]