01x12 - Hare Raising Night

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Yeah, good evening. The following top

secret video is for your eyes only.

Oops, wrong video. This is

Dr. Gene Slicer, once a certified

bioengineer, now a certified loonie.

Slicer was bounced out at the business

for his wacko animal mutationexperiments.

Now hiding out in this creepy clinic, Dr.

Slicer is still doing his mere size of

his stick.

ohh Somebody's got to cut Dr. Splicer out

of the picture and rescue the animals in

the lab. It'll take someone with heart,

guts, brains, and the pancreas, and

you're just a fella who can do it. Who,

me?Well, it is adventure day here on Tiny

Tools. Of course, if this assignment

doesn't point out funny, Warner Brothers

will disavow any knowledge of the episode

and blame it on the writers.

You'll need a team of rugged

professionals. Yeah, but all I've got is

our usual cast of screwballs. Hmm..

How do I talk and make a going on such a

dangerous mission?

Yahoo! We're going to the image! Oh,

babe, I can hardly believe it! Which way?

Can we have more insight?So, I told a

little white lie.

No, no, no Wrong show! Splice's

lab is back there!

Dust off the man home I'm bringing home

home. Hey, if this is the

Annies, where are the photographers?

Cheese.

Speaking of cheese, something smells a

little ripe to me. Are you sure we're in

Hollywood?Hollywood?Oh, don't you

read the trades, bags baby. This is the,

uh, all the me and me someplace else.

Yeah. Where?

Transylvania?Uh,

what do you mean you can't give me that

shipment?How can I do my insane bird

brain experiments without an insane bird

brain?

Well, well, well, mm, looky here.

Or on, uh, second thought, cancel that

order. I'll be making other arrangements.

Hey! Open up in there! I'm a very intense

celebrity, Zuck.

Where's Pucky?Uh, he must have gone

inside. Come on.

Yes! Oh, I I just wanted to get you

away from the others. You have something

I want. It's called star quality. Animal

magnetism. Hmm, yes.

Boy, these uppity ushers. So where are

the rest of the Emmy nominees?Uh, Emmy

nominees?Sure, you're in us, sir. Go

ahead and us. Geez, this guy could use a

brain. As a matter

of fact, I could. Melvin, which way are

us stars supposed to go?Uh, actually,

the nominees are wanted in... makeup.

Makeup?You should have seen the makeup I

wore in my last cartoon. I played a

mutant from outer space, big bouncing

eyes, socks and c*ck, and greenish

slimes looking from every floor.

I lined the mysteroids, seen the

earthling body, and delivered the Coup de

Gracie with my otherworldly prehensile

lips. It was a love

source. Uh, my, you have a very

entertaining brain. Uh, the makeup move

is right through here.

Uh, Plucky must be with the other, uh,

Emmy nominees. Emmy nominees?

These look more like the nominees for

Drink of the Month! Okay, it's confession

time! Well, when I was

three, I stole a big Newton from the

cookie jar. Not you, Hampton! I wanna

hear from Mr. Trust Me over here! This

isn't the Emmys, is it?No, not

exactly. But it's not as bad as you

think. I'm all ears!

Well, it's just that we're here to stop a

mad scientist who does hideous

experiments on animals and, oh, now he is

plucky and we're probably in the greatest

state here of our lives! Oh, is that all?

You had me worried for a sec.

Didn't you trust us?You think we're

so self-centered that we wouldn't risk

our lives to save a bunch of

furry animals?Well... You were right, but

that's no excuse. Does

this mean there's no buffet?

Yes, we are.

Now we gotta save Blocky before he gets

turned into some kind of weirdo! The

year's too late for that.

Well, we'd better save them anyway. Come

on! No! I'm not going anywhere with

someone who doesn't trust me! I'll find

Lucky myself! Whoops.

Hey! What kind of makeup chair is this?

Uh, we don't want any of the Indy winners

to fall out of the chair and hurt

themselves. Winner, ehI knew they opened

those envelopes before the show. Just go

make that last strap tooth hope.

How's that?Perfect, no! sh*t

it's a little off the top, why you're up

there, look here. You got it,

Guffarooney. Uh, now this maysimilarly...

Nuts! I need an extension cord. Uh,

swipe back, Guffy. And don't move!

That's no way to talk to a scar!When

that guy comes back, I'm gonna give him a

piece of my mind.

Come on, Porky, you've gotta get outta

here! No way! You're just jealous, 'cause

I was nominated and you weren't. No, no,

Porky, it's just... You know why

I'm a winner, Shum?'Cause I bought it

here. Well, you won't for long. That

quack is gonna nab your noodle!

Please don't mention food, I'm starved!

Someone's coming!

Bustard, what's big and hairy, has the

head of a dog, and weeks of a bat?I don't

know. I

can take a wild guess!

Oh,

double nuts. Where did I put that

blanket-like like extension cord?Hurry

up, Max Slacker! They're gonna start this

show without me! Gee, I wonder which

award I'll get first. Covey?

HmmBanana cream. Yuck, yuck, yuck, yuck.

Or... drama.

Please, don't take Lassie away from the

children. Or a combination of the

two. Dramedy. Please,

don't make Lassie into a pie.

Well, Duckaroo, I can't seem to locate my

extension cord, but I found...

this. Her handshaw!

That's it!

Sweepin' on the jab, huhWell, I guess

I'll have to face my public au naturel.

I'd better work on my second speech.

Okay, first of all, I'd like to thank all

the little people. Nah, on second

thought, one of those shrimps that were

due for me. Plucky, I've been looking for

you everywhere! You can find me in the

winner's circle. You poor, deluded

duck. Don't you know you're in

danger?No way! Plucky, look out!

Ah, obviously a fan. I'd be glad to

sign an... Autograph!

It's a monster! I'm not watching to you.

Honest, boss, you're the monster. Get

crucial, buster! Tell me another one, why

don't ya?A monster. And I'm Queen

Elizabeth. We

are muscle amuse!

Oh, right, yes, look.

HuhWow,

the monster's got a crush on ya, Baz.

I am not talking to you. He's

definitely not my type. What am I

supposed to do?String rubber bland long.

It don't give us time to shame on the

furry animals. What about saving me?I'm

not furry enough or something?

I make it a rule to never date outside my

own species. Besides, I'm lucky for

something else than a boyfriend. I need a

guy with culture, reading, for

a real he-man at heart.

And yet, sensitive and artistic. Nah,

I could never date a guy in a tutu.

See you, swarm-like

twinkle nut! Melvins! Oh, you overgrown

patchwork pile of Gilford parts. I've got

better things to do than look after you.

Come along, you shapin' mishmash. After I

find that duck, you're gonna get a little

attitude adjustment.

The poor thing!

Ew, this must be where they keep the any

losers.

Plucky, these are poor, wretched,

mistreated creatures. Don't be

cruel. It's an honor just to be

nominated. Sorry, fellow bastions.

Better luck next year. Lady, this is a

switch to open the cages.

Oh, maybe, Holmes. How do you do it?And I

know, Hers, it's Independence Day!

Bye-bye, DC.

There you are, Hampton and Plucky. And

that certain rabbit I wouldn't speak to

if he were the last rabbit on Earth. Nice

to see you too, Babs. There's one more

animal we have to free. Uh, where?We've

got the raccoons, the gerbils, the

ultra-lucks. We have to save the

monster! Of course the monster and all

the Russian must have forgot.

Why do you want to save that hairy gishaw

puzzle?The monster can't help what

Spicer's done to him! He's a prisoner

too! Hey, I'm not gonna stick around just

to save your mutant boyfriend. Nothing,

absolutely nothing is gonna keep me in

this creepy clinic.

Uh, yes again, kiddies. I've got a little

riddle for ya. What do you get when you

cross two bunnies, a duck, and a pig?I

don't know. Neither do I, but we're gonna

find out.

Sheesh, one guy has to go through for a

little sacuette.

Babs, I told you we shouldn't have stuck

around to save that monster. I'm not

talking to you. Besides, things could be

worse. I kind of doubt it. I hate these

award ceremonies, and always leave your

hand for the last minute. Listen up,

kiddies. You're about to become part of

the most revolutionary experiment in the

history of science. After a dip in my

gene pool, you'll be combined into a new

species. With the brains of a duck, the

head of a pig, and the feet of a rabbit.

Oh, great. A quacking strip of bacon that

brings good luck. I don't need luck. Now

that Melvin's had a taste of my good

old-fashioned brainwash...

Ka-ta, kitties. I'll see you when

you're... more together.

You ever notice how bad guys always leave

at these critical moments?Oh, well. Then

crash into the service into cartoon

Dumbo! How can you do this after all

we've meant to each other?Remember how I

treated you before?I'll take a

thought. Forget how I treated you before.

Then over again. You're the only one I

care about! You're the cream in my

coffee, the apple in my eye, the sunshine!

I told you Melvin was a sweet, gentle

monster. Too bad we can't say the same

thing about Splicer.

Oh, he's coming, so what do we do?Hmm,

he expects us to be a

monster.

I've done it! It's a new species! I'm a

genius! Food! Bring us...

I mean, me! Food! Uh,

yeah, sure, uh, in good time, uh, but

right now, I must record you with the

posterity. Uh, say cheese! Are

you ready for my close-up?

So, you think you could put one over on

me, do ya?One

squirt of my gene juice and every atom in

your body will split like an overripe

necarine. You're not making froke

salad out of my modules! Come back,

friendly little creature! I won't hurt

you.

Here... Genie! I took the

shortcut, and now it's time for a quick

shower. Don't worry, I'll handle this.

Get alive, splicer. I already had a

shower this morning.

Thanks for handling it, buster. Melvin,

get them! Don't press into it,

Melvin! I'm

your friend! I guess, Nolan, get them.

You are under my control.

Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes,

yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yesI feel so

torn.

Melvin. No! No

Alvin, you're back to normal, so to

speak. Oh, I love a

happy ending. Ha! There's only

one way for this story to have a happy

ending.

The Emmy Award! I finally made it! Well,

I want to apologize!

No, really. I'm glad we're talking to

each other. Me too, and I promise I'll

never lie again. Double!

There's a spider on your shoulder! Eww!

Ha ha! Made you look, made you look...

monster funny! And now, the winner

for Best Supporting Actor in a Cartoon

is... Thank you, thank you.

This is such an honor! Melvin

the

Monster! What?Ohh I tell you, there's no

justice!

And that's a wrap!