Wabbit - A Looney Tunes Production (2016) s01e15 Episode Script
Big Troubles/Manner Maid
1 (THEME MUSIC PLAYING) Going down the rabbit hole Where we're going no one knows Obstacles 'round every bend Let's see where the tunnel ends I love butterflies.
I bet you do, too, Squeaks.
- (SQUEAKS SADLY) - Ah, quit your bickering.
- We'll find something to eat soon.
- (SQUEAKING) - What, the butterfly? - (SQUEAKING) Grow Fast-Ums? Eh, I don't know, Squeaks.
Looks like some kind of fertilizer.
I think we should put it back where we found it.
- No, no.
No, no, no, no.
- Easy does it, little buddy.
Now, don't let your stomach make decisions when you're hungry.
- Here, have an acorn.
- Mmm-mmm-mmm.
(SQUEAKS HAPPILY) You know, I've seen that look before.
You get it right before you do something Reckless.
(BOTH EXCLAIM) Hi-yah! There's a lesson here, Squeaks.
Bigger ain't always better.
Like I said, leave it here.
- No, no, no - I'm sorry, pal, but no more growing pains, so give me that (SQUEAKS) Keith Richards? Where? Yikes! Okay, Squeaks, I tried to warn you, but if you're gonna do it anyway, then count me out.
(BLOWS RASPBERRY AND SQUEAKS MOCKINGLY) (SQUEAKS HAPPILY) Huh? Ooh! (SNIFFS) (SCREAMS) (SCREAMS) (CROAKS) (SQUEAKS SQUEAKING AND STRUGGLING) Hey, Squeaks, if you need me, just scream.
(PANTING) Huh? Ooh! (GRUMBLING) (CHUCKLING) (SCREAMS) (SCREECHING) Ow! Ah (MUMBLES A TUNE) (SIGHS) (SCREAMS) (SQUEAKING URGENTLY) (SCREAMS) (SCREAMS) (GASPS) Oh (SCREAMS) (GROWLING) Phew.
(SCREAMS) (GROWLING) (SCREAMS) That took a little longer than I expected.
(SCREAMS) -Guess it's time to save the day.
How am I gonna get up there? Whoa! (EXCLAIMING) Squeaks, you didn't happen to get the license plate of that butterfly, did you? Okay, I got a plan.
Huh? (SQUEAKS) Well, you've had your fun, Squeaks.
Now it's my turn.
- (SCREAMS) - Now, hold on, big fella.
Do you actually drive with these? No wonder you can't see where you're going.
You see, if everything's big, nothing's big.
It's all relative.
Now, there's no need to thank me, even though I saved the day.
Again.
You see, Squeaks, bigger's not always better.
And now, it's our turn.
Huh? Heh? I used the last drops on the planet, Squeaks.
There's no more! (BOTH SCREAM) (CROAKS) - (CHIRPING) - (BELCHES) Shh.
Hmm, the park.
Well, it's about time.
Looks like all my letters to City Hall finally got some changes made.
(SLURPING) Ah -What a perfect day to write a letter to Aunt Mabel to tell her I got 'em to fix up this park.
- You did all this? - Yeah, don't you like it? Hey! What was that all about? - ROBOTIC MALE VOICE: No littering.
- Who are you? I am Manner Maid.
Here to clean up this park.
City Code 44JF.
- What's up, Mac? - I am a PC.
No pets without a leash.
Ordinance K-9.
Are you talking to me? Sir, you need to have your ferret on a leash.
Ferret? Why you bag of bolts! I ought to -Insubordination.
Ordinance 4F.
What the You can't do that! Insubordination.
(PANTING) No motorized vehicles.
Ordinance 64-P.
- But you're motorized.
- Insubordination.
Pickin' on a sweet, old lady? Really, bud? Don't you have any feelings? (BEEPING) Manner Maids have no feelings whatsoever.
- No feelings, huh? - Correct.
- Can you feel that? - No.
- Can you feel that? - No.
How about this? Dear Aunt Mabel -No loitering.
Ordinance 64-P.
But doc, I ain't loitering, I'm lingering.
What is the difference? Boy, you are square.
Lingering's what happens between loiterings.
How can you tell? Now, if someone's loitering, then they'll be leaning and lounging.
- Warning.
- But if they're lingering, then they're lapsing their leaning and lounging.
Overheating.
Can't keep up.
- To literally lazily lope.
- Malfunction.
- Literally? - Meltdown in three, two, one.
Now, he's loitering.
(WHISTLING) Insubordination.
Knock it off.
No complaining.
Ordinance 73-K.
Stop that.
What did I say about complaining? - No silly walks.
- (EXCLAIMING) - No stealing.
- Aah? No tree-hugging.
No animals on the bike path.
What about him? But No mentioning of buttocks.
Hey, toaster, why don't you take five? I am not a toaster, but my father was a waffle iron.
Oh, let me guess.
He couldn't make up his mind? You better watch your tone.
My mother is a forklift.
Well, I bet you're not strong enough to pick up that trash can.
Not a problem.
I bet you can't shake it above your head.
No littering.
Ordinance 71-D.
I must cease and desist at once.
Override.
Wait (EXCLAIMING) - Just take the whole thing.
- You got it, talking rabbit.
(SQUAWKS) (BEEPING) (MOTOR REVVING) (SQUAWKS) I surrender, Officer.
I can no longer resist your overwhelming authority.
Smart move, perp.
No one beats a Manner Maid.
- First, I gotta call my lawyer.
- I only have this phone.
Hey, you are not authorized to use that.
- Do you mind? - Where are my manners? Please take your time.
Around the corner.
Okay, round and round.
This'll be a tight squeeze.
Here we go.
Watch your step.
- Oh, hey there, Chestnut.
- (CHESTNUT NEIGHS) Ah, that ought to do it.
Ha! - Okay, doc, I'm all yours.
- (TRAIN HORN BLOWING) Huh, he left without saying goodbye.
How rude.
No speeding.
No funny walks.
No loitering.
No lingering.
No horsing around.
No speeding.
No destruction of government property.
(CHILDREN GIGGLING) And thanks again for the carrot juicer for my birthday.
Your nephew, Bugs.
Oh, finally finished my letter to Aunt Mabel.
(GRUMPILY) I don't care.
- (TRAIN HORN BLOWING) - (CLANKING) (DISTORTED) No speeding.
Ordinance 38-L.
What a public nuisance.
There ought to be a law against that.
(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)
I bet you do, too, Squeaks.
- (SQUEAKS SADLY) - Ah, quit your bickering.
- We'll find something to eat soon.
- (SQUEAKING) - What, the butterfly? - (SQUEAKING) Grow Fast-Ums? Eh, I don't know, Squeaks.
Looks like some kind of fertilizer.
I think we should put it back where we found it.
- No, no.
No, no, no, no.
- Easy does it, little buddy.
Now, don't let your stomach make decisions when you're hungry.
- Here, have an acorn.
- Mmm-mmm-mmm.
(SQUEAKS HAPPILY) You know, I've seen that look before.
You get it right before you do something Reckless.
(BOTH EXCLAIM) Hi-yah! There's a lesson here, Squeaks.
Bigger ain't always better.
Like I said, leave it here.
- No, no, no - I'm sorry, pal, but no more growing pains, so give me that (SQUEAKS) Keith Richards? Where? Yikes! Okay, Squeaks, I tried to warn you, but if you're gonna do it anyway, then count me out.
(BLOWS RASPBERRY AND SQUEAKS MOCKINGLY) (SQUEAKS HAPPILY) Huh? Ooh! (SNIFFS) (SCREAMS) (SCREAMS) (CROAKS) (SQUEAKS SQUEAKING AND STRUGGLING) Hey, Squeaks, if you need me, just scream.
(PANTING) Huh? Ooh! (GRUMBLING) (CHUCKLING) (SCREAMS) (SCREECHING) Ow! Ah (MUMBLES A TUNE) (SIGHS) (SCREAMS) (SQUEAKING URGENTLY) (SCREAMS) (SCREAMS) (GASPS) Oh (SCREAMS) (GROWLING) Phew.
(SCREAMS) (GROWLING) (SCREAMS) That took a little longer than I expected.
(SCREAMS) -Guess it's time to save the day.
How am I gonna get up there? Whoa! (EXCLAIMING) Squeaks, you didn't happen to get the license plate of that butterfly, did you? Okay, I got a plan.
Huh? (SQUEAKS) Well, you've had your fun, Squeaks.
Now it's my turn.
- (SCREAMS) - Now, hold on, big fella.
Do you actually drive with these? No wonder you can't see where you're going.
You see, if everything's big, nothing's big.
It's all relative.
Now, there's no need to thank me, even though I saved the day.
Again.
You see, Squeaks, bigger's not always better.
And now, it's our turn.
Huh? Heh? I used the last drops on the planet, Squeaks.
There's no more! (BOTH SCREAM) (CROAKS) - (CHIRPING) - (BELCHES) Shh.
Hmm, the park.
Well, it's about time.
Looks like all my letters to City Hall finally got some changes made.
(SLURPING) Ah -What a perfect day to write a letter to Aunt Mabel to tell her I got 'em to fix up this park.
- You did all this? - Yeah, don't you like it? Hey! What was that all about? - ROBOTIC MALE VOICE: No littering.
- Who are you? I am Manner Maid.
Here to clean up this park.
City Code 44JF.
- What's up, Mac? - I am a PC.
No pets without a leash.
Ordinance K-9.
Are you talking to me? Sir, you need to have your ferret on a leash.
Ferret? Why you bag of bolts! I ought to -Insubordination.
Ordinance 4F.
What the You can't do that! Insubordination.
(PANTING) No motorized vehicles.
Ordinance 64-P.
- But you're motorized.
- Insubordination.
Pickin' on a sweet, old lady? Really, bud? Don't you have any feelings? (BEEPING) Manner Maids have no feelings whatsoever.
- No feelings, huh? - Correct.
- Can you feel that? - No.
- Can you feel that? - No.
How about this? Dear Aunt Mabel -No loitering.
Ordinance 64-P.
But doc, I ain't loitering, I'm lingering.
What is the difference? Boy, you are square.
Lingering's what happens between loiterings.
How can you tell? Now, if someone's loitering, then they'll be leaning and lounging.
- Warning.
- But if they're lingering, then they're lapsing their leaning and lounging.
Overheating.
Can't keep up.
- To literally lazily lope.
- Malfunction.
- Literally? - Meltdown in three, two, one.
Now, he's loitering.
(WHISTLING) Insubordination.
Knock it off.
No complaining.
Ordinance 73-K.
Stop that.
What did I say about complaining? - No silly walks.
- (EXCLAIMING) - No stealing.
- Aah? No tree-hugging.
No animals on the bike path.
What about him? But No mentioning of buttocks.
Hey, toaster, why don't you take five? I am not a toaster, but my father was a waffle iron.
Oh, let me guess.
He couldn't make up his mind? You better watch your tone.
My mother is a forklift.
Well, I bet you're not strong enough to pick up that trash can.
Not a problem.
I bet you can't shake it above your head.
No littering.
Ordinance 71-D.
I must cease and desist at once.
Override.
Wait (EXCLAIMING) - Just take the whole thing.
- You got it, talking rabbit.
(SQUAWKS) (BEEPING) (MOTOR REVVING) (SQUAWKS) I surrender, Officer.
I can no longer resist your overwhelming authority.
Smart move, perp.
No one beats a Manner Maid.
- First, I gotta call my lawyer.
- I only have this phone.
Hey, you are not authorized to use that.
- Do you mind? - Where are my manners? Please take your time.
Around the corner.
Okay, round and round.
This'll be a tight squeeze.
Here we go.
Watch your step.
- Oh, hey there, Chestnut.
- (CHESTNUT NEIGHS) Ah, that ought to do it.
Ha! - Okay, doc, I'm all yours.
- (TRAIN HORN BLOWING) Huh, he left without saying goodbye.
How rude.
No speeding.
No funny walks.
No loitering.
No lingering.
No horsing around.
No speeding.
No destruction of government property.
(CHILDREN GIGGLING) And thanks again for the carrot juicer for my birthday.
Your nephew, Bugs.
Oh, finally finished my letter to Aunt Mabel.
(GRUMPILY) I don't care.
- (TRAIN HORN BLOWING) - (CLANKING) (DISTORTED) No speeding.
Ordinance 38-L.
What a public nuisance.
There ought to be a law against that.
(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)