04x07 - Oh, Brother, Warehouse Art Thou?

[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 ♪

[Daffy] Ahoy, sailors.

The great white whale dead ahead.

[blowing horn]

I eat ships like yours for breakfast,
Captain Ahab.

And your H.M.S. Tuna Loogy's on my menu.

[blows horn]

[shouting]

Cabin Boys, more sea spray.

[both] Aye, aye, Captain.

Oh, no.

But, Daffy,

I like playing
our old Granny chair bouncing game.

Stanley Spandex Trapeze Super Spy,
that's the one I expected.

[groans]

Relax, Sylvester.

Not everything in life
will be what you expect.

Sometimes life just...

Throws stuff at you.

And you just gotta do stuff differently.

You know, roll with it.

-Yeah, doc, go with the flow.
-[Taz shouting]

Sink or swim.

Now cough up my sea spray.

Aw, but I still wanna play
Trapeze Super Spy.

Look, kid.

Trapeze Super Spies can't hunt whales.

And today, I wanna hunt whales.

Pretend time's only fun

when you don't know
what's gonna happen next.

[all] Oh, no.

[grunting]

[gasps] Oh, no.
Granny's favorite reading chair.

-[Floyd] Guys?
-[knocking on door]

Is that room clean yet?

Ehh, don't look now,

but I think that tuna loogy's
hit some deep spittle.

Guys!

[all chattering]

I know what's gonna happen next.

Floyd's gonna be
really not happy with Daffy.

What's gonna happen

if Granny can't read to us
from this chair?

How am I gonna fall asleep?

Excellent. Very neat.

-Now we're sitting pretty.
-[spring pops]

Ooh!

Daffy!

[whistling]

Well, thanks to you,
we gotta go buy Granny a new chair.

Oh, no.

I need this chair.

What's gonna happen without our chair?

Submitted for your approval.

Sylvester, a young cat.

Floyd, Lola's being an old TV rerun again.

-Hey.
-A young cat

caught deep in the comfy fabric
of a preschool routine.

But this little kitty
is about to go to market,

where he will discover
the only routine he can expect is

the unexpected.

[Floyd] Come on, Sylvester, let go!

No. No! I like this chair!

[Floyd] We're gonna get a new one.

[Lola] File this journey
under "buckle up and roll with it,"

for this creature of habit
is about to leave his comfort zone.

[man] Welcome y'all
to Furniture Frolics Furniture Store.

Howdy. Them chair springs sure can hurt.

But look on the bright side.
Now you know how a bottle cork feels.

I found Granny's new chair.

Oh, oh. Nuh-uh, I did.

[laughs] Taz like this one!

[grumbles indistinctly]

Can you match this material
from Granny's old chair?

Ooh.

I've seen this fabric before.

[shouting]

In old museums!

How about a special order?

No prob.

I'll just hop in my time machine,

go back 75 years
and find a guy to sew it up for me.

That chair was so old,

he should've been glad
I put it out of its misery.

Ehh, good thing you told Floyd
the truth right away, doc.

Or he wouldn't have gone
so easy on your punishment.

No TV for two weeks?

That's going easy?

Guys,
we gotta help Sylvester roll with stuff.

You know, like water off a duck's back.

Well, the joke's on old Floydy boy.

Because now he's doubled the free time
I got to accidentally break stuff.

[clearing throat]

Say, Daffster, can you help Lola and Bugs
watch Sly, while I shop?

Why certainly.

Thanks, old Daffy boy.

Don't worry, Sylvester,
you can relax with us.

Wait a minute.

I know those winks.

It means you're plotting,
plotting something I don't expect.

That I can't even imagine
in my worst nightmares.

Oh, conductor,

one ticket
for the Crazyland Express, please.

We'll have fun, Sly.

Just go with the flow.

No.

No. No. But, but, but...

Let's play Time Machine
like we do at home in our red wagon.

We'll pretend to roll back in time
and get Granny's old reading chair.

But how? We don't have a red wagon.

So we'll just roll with it.

I mean, without it.

I don't wanna roll with it, or without it.

Everyone's telling me that.

I don't wanna roll, period.

A little of this. A little of that.

Aye, aye, Captain Sly.

Punch in the time travel coordinates.

Coordinates?

But nobody told me
my clothes had to match.

Wow!

What about the wall?

It's not a wall. It's a time portal.

Hey. It's not like
the time portal at home. [shouting]

Funny thing about time,
it changes everything.

[screaming]

[Lola laughing]

[shouting]

Ehh, where you been, doc?

The brave knight Don Coyote's

gotta rescue
the Fair Lady French Vanilla,

from the clutches of...

the fiery dragon.

But, Bugs, you're always the brave knight.

-Uh-oh.
-Uh-oh, what?

Uh-oh, the mighty master
is about to meet the dragon.

[gasps]

[shouting]

Why, master, you scared the water
out of the cowardly dragon.

Good show.
And you saved Fair Lady French Vanilla.

Handsome scoundrel.

You even melted her heart.

Don Coyote,
you're truly the lord of la munchies.

-[laughing]
-[shouting]

[Daffy] Cabin Boy, my telescope.

[shouts] Well, stuff me like a guppy
and call me Ishmael.

The white whale's gonna swallow
that poor submarine whole.

It's a... It's a submarine sandwich.

Not just a submarine.

A submarine with a crew
of innocent pepperoncinis.

Cabin Boy, my harpoon.

-[Tweety] Aye, sir.
-Whoa, kids. Off the water bed.

The white whale returns for revenge.

-Daffy!
-[Daffy laughing]

It sweeps me up with its tail.

I'm a goner. It's up to you, Captain Sly.

Save that submarine.

What will I do?
I'm just the sea spray guy.

Well, now you're captain. Sink or swim.

Hero or guppy chow.

Make a decision, captain.

Say hi to the weary, hungry sharkeys.

Oh, what a world.

Glub, glub. The inhumanity.

What a world.

What do we do next, captain?

Be we heroes, or guppy chow?

I love saying "guppy chow."

We be heroes!

Cabin Boy, hoist the sail.

[upbeat music playing]

Hang on, brave little submarine.

[Sylvester laughing]

You're safe now, little pepperoncini.

Wow, Sylvester. You really rolled with it.

You were right, Daff.

Pretending is more fun
if I don't know what's gonna happen.

Post-modern chip-pato mayo.

Now there's a pattern
your Granny will love.

And it's cheaper if you pay cash.

[Floyd grunting]

[Granny] So everyone
at Termite Terrace worked together to...

Granny, wait till you see
what we picked up for you today.

Floyd, dear, look at the bean bag
I found on sale at the market.

They certainly are comfy.

-But I just bought...
-Ah, just go with the flow, Floyd.

[yawns] Nothing to lose sleep over.

Oh, no.

Hmm?

-Good night, Granny.
-Oh.

Goodnight, dear.

[theme music playing]