Looney Tunes Cartoons (2019–…): Season 1, Episode 11 - Bugs Bunny's 24-Carrot Holiday Special (Elf Help/Holiday Taz/Holiday Purrchase/Ho Ho Go/Snow Laughing Matter) - full transcript

[theme music playing]

[narrator] Christmas! The
most magical time of the year.

Children playing in the snow,

the sweet smell of cookies
baking in the oven,

Christmas lights twinkling
in the windows...

And, let's not forget,

decorating the Christmas tree

with all of those
delightful ornaments,

each one a cherished reminder

of all of the joyous holidays
of the past.

[news anchor] Another
chilly day at the North Pole,



but whats this?

Trouble brewing
at Santas workshop?

Santas elves are on strike

and all toy production has
come to a screeching halt.

Unable to work out a deal
with the elves,

Santa Claus tries to
make the gifts himself.

[dejectedly] Oh...

It looks like
Christmas is
canceled this year.

C-c-c-canceled?

What?

Think of all the poor children
without any presents!

Think of all the poor me
without any presents!

Those greedy elves
only think of themselves.

Santas the nicest guy in
the whole ding dang world.



Why every Christmas
he brings us the most special,

delightful lumps of coal.

Supplying warmth to our home
and our hearts.

L-l-looks like we'll have
a c-c-cold winter unless

Santa gets some n-new elves.

That's it, Pork!
We'll be those new elves.

Oh no,

I don't wanna go to get in
the m-m-middle of a labor war.

Aw c'mon, Porky!
Let's do it for Santa!

[disapproving] N-n-n-n...
Mm-mm.

Well, would you do it for me?

[sighs]

L-l-let's go save Christmas.

Whoo-hoo!
You won't regret it, buddy!

-[elevator dings]
-[horns honking]

Last floor... the North Pole!

[elves] Not our Santa,
not our Santa.

[Daffy] Striking elves, eh?

Well,

we'll just have to show them
a strike of our own.

[screaming]

[babbling]

Wow, Porky.

Good thing you landed
on this-- Santa Claus?

Ho ho, woe is me!

Santa, wheres your
trademark jolliness?

It died when my elves
went on strike.

Well, don't you worry
your chubby head any longer

because Porky and I are here
to be your new elf employees.

What? [grunts]

So you two characters are
going to singlehandedly

make all the toys
for Christmas?

You bet your chestnuts we can!

Ho ho ho!

Maybe you guys are
the Christmas miracle

I was hoping for.

Well, don't just stand there,
suit up!

[grunts]

Wow! W-w-we're gonna be
real t-toy making elves.

Let's get to work!

Ho ho ho ho!

[laughing heartily]

Um... whats so funny?

Oh, ho ho ho!

You think kids still want
boring old junk like that?

These days we make...

high tech video game systems.

[computerized warbling]

And this is where we make them.

[hisses]

Now, get in there and,
you know,
have fun with it.

Or else...

[Daffy and Porky
chuckle nervously]

Daffy, whatre we gonna do?

W-w-we don't know
how to make v-v-video games!

Well n-never help Santa now.

Oh, look what fell
from the sky, Pork man!

"A Total Nincompoops Guide To
Building A Video Game System"!

This oughta save both Christmas
and our butts!

You'll read...

H-h-h-huh?

And I'll make.

This video game stuff
can't be that complex.

Okay.

S-s-step one...
And that is

g-g-g-grab hold of
the central processing unit.

S-s-step four...

-[clock ticking]
-S-s-step 67...

S-s-s-step 842...

And s-s-step 1,276...

"Securely attach
the electro chassis

with the appropriate
ad-ad-ad..." Sticky stuff.

D-D-D-Daffy!

What in the h-h-h--

That looks nothing like
the picture!

Relax, Pork daddy.

I just gotta add
the coup de grace.

[buzzer sounds]

And voila! We did it!

A perfect video game system!

I don't know, Daffy.

It kinda looks like
a killer robot to me.

[monotone]
Crush, kill, destroy!

[panting] Huh?

[sobbing]

[muffled gasp]

[both grunting]

Looks like its game over...

For the both of you.

Oh p-please, Mr. Robot sir!

[wailing]
S-sp-sp sp spare uh-uh-us!

Say, Porky,

why settle for a spare

when we could go for a strike?

Whoo-hoo, whoo-hoo,
whoo-hooooo!

Mmm, bah humbug.

-[snoring]
-[loud thud]

Wow!

A p-p-perfect game system.

Oh, boys!
What was that racket?

Oh, t'weren't nothin', Santa.

We were just putting
the finishing touches

on this video game system.

Ho ho!

Nice work, boys.

Now let's try this sucker out.

Grr! Why I oughta...

Why I oughta...

Why I oughta!

I oughta get my elves back.

Ho ho ho.

Hiring those buffoons was
the worst mistake of my life.

Ho ho!

[nervous mumble]

[sing-songy] Oh, elves!

Now, I know Ive been
a naughty, naughty boss,

but I was wondering if

you guys would maybe,
possibly come back to work?

I'll give you a 20% raise.

Plus dental.

Yay!

Well, it looks like
Christmas is saved.

So, Santy, since we did,
kinda, sorta save Christmas,

don'tcha think we deserve
our own present?

Ho ho ho! Why, of course!

[Daffy and Porky gasp]

[Santa] Here!
Merry Christmas, boys.

Ooh!

Ou-ou our very own
video game system.

[monotone] Not quite.

[both screaming]

[continue screaming]

[knocking on door]

Taz sing carol now!

[clears throat]

[cat's pained yowl]

Heh heh. Cat got tongue.

[knocking on door]

[off-key]
♪ Angels Taz
hear on high-- ♪

-[police sirens wailing]
-Huh?

Hmm.

♪ Angels Taz
hear on-- ♪

-[police sirens wailing]
-Hm. Hm.

♪ Angels Taz-- ♪

[grumbles]

[growling]

♪ Ang-- ♪

[doorbell ringing repeatedly]

-[Taz laughing gleefully]
-[man] Ahem!

[screams loudly]

[chuckling,
pressing bell repeatedly]

[knocking on door]

♪ Jingle bell
Jingle bell ♪

Hmm...
♪ Jingle... Bell... ♪

Bleh!
[blows raspberry]

♪ Jingle bell
Jingle be-- ♪

[knocking on door]

♪ It came upon
A midnight clear ♪

♪ That glorious song-- ♪

-[Taz babbling]
-[children scream]

[breathing heavily]

[slurps]

[gulps]

[inhales deeply]

Taz know
youre still in there.

[knocks on door]

[smacks lips]

[chews]

[blows note]

♪ Mi mi miiii ♪

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

[clears throat]

[in woman's voice]
♪ Sleep in heavenly peace ♪

♪ Sleep in heavenly peace ♪

[gasps]

What? What was that, sonny?

Could you speak up a little?

[narrator] A song in your heart
is one way to spread

that holiday cheer.

Another way is with a present
under the tree.

[clamoring]

[glass smashing]

Looks like we made it
just in time

for the big holiday sale,
Tweety.

Ooh! I wuv savings.

Ptooey!

All I want for Christmas
is a delicious yellow bird.

[mob clamoring]

Huh?

[struggles]

[yells]

Keep your eyes peeled
for good deals, Tweety.

How about these, Dwanny?

[laughing menacingly]

[mob clamoring]

Eh, a widdle too big for me!

Tweety, pick out a good
nutcracker for the mantle.

Choices, choices.

Ooh, Dwanny!
How about dis big ugwy one?

Let's have a look-see.

Hmm...

He looks nice enough,

but the real test is
how we'll he can crack a nut.

Oomph!

Hmm...

This lever doesn't seem to be
working properly.

I can make it work, Dwanny!

Oh, dear... Um...

This one must be broken.

Let's just put him back
where we found him

and look for a Christmas tree,
Tweety.

Oh! Here they are!

Why are they all so skinny,
Dwanny?

Ooh! That's better!

Hey wook!

I'm a star on top of the twee!

♪ On the first day
Of Christmas ♪

♪ My true love gave to me... ♪

A delicious yellow ca-ha-nar-y.

Yah!

Ooh, Dwanny! I wike this twee!

Its funky!

Well then,
let's give it a look!

Eh... Hmm...

Tweety, are you sure
you want this one?

Looks a bit scraggely.

Maybe it'll wook better
when we pwug it in!

[electricity crackling]

[Sylvester growls angrily]

[rumbling]

[mob clamoring]

I guess it's
black and blue Friday.

Well, eh well, it looks like
you're under the mistletoe,

you cutie puhpuh-patootie!

According to the laws
of Christmas...

we gotta kiss!

Gee... I wouldn't want to
bweak the waw!

[shudders]

Chomp!

[sizzling]

[yells]

Happy Hanukkah, puddy tat!

Phtoo!

-[humming]
-[Sylvester] Gotcha!

Uh-oh!

All right, my fine
feathered feast,

you've sung your last
Christmas carol.

But puddy!

If you eat me I won't be
able to give you

your Chwistmas pwesent!

Eh? What're you goin on about?

Its why I went Chwistmas
shopping in the first pwace!

See?

Ya mean... this... is for me?

Mmm-hmm!

Happy Howidays, puddy tat!

Gosh!

No one's ever given me
a present before

in my whole miserable life!

[blubbering]

[sniffs]

It's a Christmas miracle.

Aren't you gonna open it?

Oh, I couldn't!

It's not Christmas yet!

What would Santy Claus
think of me?

I won't tell...

Okay, okay, okay.

[gasps]

Oh boy,
just what I've always wanted!

[squeaks]

[whistles]

[mob clamoring]

[all] Fruitcake?

[grunting in disgust]

Aw, I guess
nobody wikes fruitcake

or puddy tats.

[Road Runner] Beep, beep!

Beep, beep!

Beep, beep!

[rock crumbling]

[road cracks]

[metallic sound]

[Road Runner] Beep, beep!

[camera timer beeping]

[camera timer beeping]

[camera flashes]

[whirring]

[Road Runner] Beep, beep!

Beep, beep!

[clicks tongue]

Ho! Ho!

Beep, beep!

[narrator] The holidays are
a time of sharing,

and I don't just mean
presents.

You can share the joy
with a phone call,

a letter, or even a knock on
your neighbors door.

Ah, nothin' like some
hot carrot tea

in front of a warm fire.

Hey!

All right, whats going on
around here?

[singing]

♪ Oh, I've been shovewin'
the walk way ♪

♪ All the cold, cold day ♪

Hiya, neighbor!

I was wonderin' if ya wouldn't
mind throwin' your snow

away from my house.

Its makin' my place
pretty chilly.

Ams-kway, wabbit.
This is my pwoperty

and I can do what I want.

So weave!

But Doc, don't you know

you should love thy neighbor?

And I lo-o-ove you!

Well, I hate you!

And I hate your house!

[screaming] No!

I'll throw my snow
wherever I want,

so goodbye, pest!

And stay down there!

No one tells me what to do.

Let's see, after I finish

I'm gonna have
a nice cup of tea.

Oh, and some pie,
yeah, rhubawb pie!

And wasbewwy tea. [laughs]

Him again?

You okay, Doc? You seem upset.

A dumb wabbit dumped snow
all over my walkway.

Wabbits can be pretty tricky.

Well, I can be twickier!

Now go away
so I can concentwait.

You got it, neighbor.

Oh, uh... You know
you should be careful, Doc.

These walkways get
mighty slippery when wet.

Ooh! Doc, you okay?

I think I bwoke something.

Aw, you need some ice.

Well, dat's dat!

♪ Oh, I've been
Shovewing the walkway ♪

♪ All the cold, cold day ♪

How immature.

don't do
somethin' you'll regret.

Whoa! No! Aaah! Oooh!
Gasp! [grunts, groans]

[Elmer grunts]

[grunting in pain]

Aah! Why?

Ooh!

Junior!

Mother? Wh-wh-what are you
doing out of bed?

Well, if I told you once,
I told you a thousand times,

you have to layer up!

Now, I want you
to finish the job.

So take this and
bash that rabbit.

And don't be late
for dinner.

I'm gonna annihilate him!
[grunts]

Gasp!

Wha, wha, wha...
Oh, my gwacious.

My home is all cleaned up!

Who did this?

It was me, Doc.

Why don't we let
bygones be bygones?

Well, I'm glad you see
I'm wight, Mr. Wabbit.

Come inside for tea.

What did you do
with all that snow?

Oh, I just put it somewhere
we'll both be happy with.

Aw, too bad.

[engine revving]

[tires screeching]

Too far?

[Elmer] Get plowed, wabbit.

[screaming]

[gasps]

Oh wabbit, I'm gonna enjoy
hearing you fall,

scweaming to your icy doom!

Any second now.

You almost got him, Doc.

He's at the edge now.

Just a teensy bit more.

A few more centimeters.

Okay, that should
just about do it.

You should hear that scream...
Now.

[Elmer screams]

[birds chirping]

Wake up, Sleeping Beauty.
Summers here!

[mumbles drowsily] Oh...

Summer? Oh! [gasps]

Come on, Doc!
Let's hit the beach.

Yahoo!

No more snow.

Ah, no more snow fights
with wabbits, I finally won.

I guess his victory is
fah-rozen in time.

[laughs]

[narrator] And so, our time
together draws to a close,

[in narrator's voice]
I bid you all a happy holiday
and a joyous... [coughs]

[in Bug's voice]
Sorry, allergies are acting up.

Thanks for stopping by
and Happy Holidays!

[crunching]

[theme music playing]