04x14 - Save Our Cinnamon

[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 ♪

[kids chattering]

Bugs? Daffy?

Hey, everyone, look at this book
that Granny gave me.

It's called
The Skinni's Book of World Records.

What's it about?

It has pictures of the biggest, smallest,
longest or shortest of everything.

[Sylvester] Suffering succotash.

Like, here's the world's tallest man
with the world's tiniest bird.

It might a tinier bird than me,
but I bet I have the biggest birdy feet.

Someday, I'm gonna be in this book
as the world's best basketball player.

Or the first rabbit president.

Little ones,
guess who you're going to visit?

I don't know, Granny. Who?

Your auntie.

At her bakery? I sure hope so.

[kids] Auntie!

[all laughing]

Boy, oh, boy. This is gonna be...

We're going to Cakery Bakery Dock.
And you know what that means.

[all] Ah. Cinnamon rolls.

The van is all gassed up.
Is everyone ready to go?

Have fun.

Say hello to Auntie for me.

-[Sylvester] Are we there yet?
-[sniffing]

Cakery Bakery Dock. We're here all right.

[all sniffing]

Ah.

Cinnamon rolls.

Yummy, yummy, yummy.

-Yay! Auntie!
-Auntie, Auntie!

Oh, I'm so happy to see you all.

In fact, I knew you were coming,
so I baked a cake.

[groans] Cake? I could have
stayed at Granny's for a cake.

What we want is...

[all sniffing] Ah.

Cinnamon rolls.

And now, I have some bad news,
little ones and Floyd.

After 50 years in business,
I'm going to have to close the store.

-What? Why?
-[all] Why?

[Tweety] Oh, Auntie, that's not good.

That monster of a landlord
is raising my rent, and I can't afford it.

But what does that mean?

It means, no more cinnamon rolls.

[all gasping, then chattering]

We have to do something.
We've gotta save our cinnamon rolls.

Ah. Cinnamon rolls.

But what can we do?

Besides, Auntie said that landlord guy
is a monster.

What kind of a monster you think he is?

Oh, I bet he has four eyes.
Or, or maybe even an eleventy.

Squishy. Squishy! Squishy!

[whimpers] I'll bet he has tentacles,
instead of arms.

Yeah, and he probably wears loafers,
like Floyd's.

Only scarier.

[suspenseful music playing]

Where is the lady that runs the bakery?

-[all gasping]
-This is terrible.

-Who you?
-I am Mr. Pinch Penny, the landlord.

He doesn't look like a monster.

Taz no like you.

-[grumbles indistinctly]
-[shouting]

-[Auntie] What's going on out here?
-Get off!

Get this rabid Chihuahua off of me.

Oh! That's enough, Taz.

Get off. Hey. Give-- Give me that.

Suffering succotash.

[Taz laughing]

Where is my rent, madame?

And a little extra
for a new pair of pants.

I can't afford to pay the higher rent.

Pay up the rent, or I turn this building
into a parking lot.

You have one day to pay up,
or you are out.

[all gasping]

[grumbles indistinctly]

And one more thing. I hate cinnamon rolls.

[both] Huh?

It's too bad Auntie
isn't in Skinni's Book of Records.

Then she'd be famous,

and the lord of the land
wouldn't throw her out.

Tweety, that's a great idea.

What if we made
the biggest cinnamon roll in the world?

Let's do it.

You know, that just might work.

If we can get Auntie's bakery
into the Skinni's Book of Records,

then the building will become
an important landmark.

And you can't tear down a landmark.

Well, what are we waiting for?

Let's make a giant,
record-breaking cinnamon roll.

[all] Ah, cinnamon roll.

Oh, thanks for coming down to help,
Granny dear.

Oh, how could I not.

[Bugs] All right, Floyd,
let's get this party started.

The first thing we have to do
is wash our hands.

[all chattering]

Out of my way.
Let's get some soap on these feathers.

The next thing we have to do
is knead the dough.

Of course. We need the dough
to make the cinnamon rolls.

That's true, Lola,
but this is a different kind of "knead."

Okay then,
I'll knead the dough with my knees.

In bakery talk, kneading dough
is working it. Like this.

Work it, Auntie? With hands!

Taz like-y.

Hey, look at me. I'm a kneading fool.

[all chattering]

-Taz?
-Taz, sorry.

Okay, Sylvester,
now skate over the butter stick.

Now this is my kind of baking.

Fun and not messy. [shouts]

[all chattering]

Now make sure you cover everything,
little ones.

I did.

Go.

[all laughing]

Ehh, what's that lump in the middle?

[Taz grumbles indistinctly]

[burps]

Oops. Taz sorry, again.

Great job, kids.

It's a good thing we had enough dough
to make another one.

Everyone stay clear of this
hot plate I built. It's really hot.

This will be the biggest and bestest
cinnamon roll ever.

[woman] A new world's record.

You're going to be
in the Skinni's Book of Records.

[all cheering]

[Pinch Penny] Not so fast.

I just came from the city council,

and they ruled that this building

is not old enough or special enough
to be a landmark.

Giant cinnamon roll or not.

[shouting]

That bun fell on my foot.

Laugh now,
but you have until morning to clear out!

Officer Shiboygin,
isn't there anything I can do?

Uh, well, I'm sorry, Auntie,
but my hands are tied.

He owns the building.

Maybe, his hands are tied,
but ours aren't.

There must be something we can do.

Hey, remember how we had to pay
to go to the museum?

Maybe people will pay to see
Auntie's cinnamon roll museum.

Ehh, excuse me, ma'am.

Eh, I was wondering...
[whispering indistinctly]

Wait till they get a whiff of this.

[indistinct chatter]

So, how much are you gonna charge
to view the record-breaking pastry?

What? People will pay money
to see a big hunk of dough?

Of course. All our record holders
become big tourist attractions.

Not only that.

The whole town is lined up
around the block right now.

Ooh. Then I'll be able to pay the rent,
Mr. Pinch Penny.

So I can't build my parking lot?

Uh, no, sir.

By the way, your car's being towed away
from a "no parking" zone.

Stop!

Come back here with that car!
It's a rental.

Thank you all for saving my bakery.

As a reward, I'm going to make you
a big batch of cinnamon rolls.

-[all groaning]
-Oh, my little tummy.

Oh, my tummy hurts.

Um, no, thanks, Auntie.

I think, we've had enough
cinnamon rolls for a while.

[Granny & Auntie laughing]

[theme music playing]