Looney Tunes Cartoons (2019–…): Season 2, Episode 8 - Battle of the Bunk End of the Leash Gag: Pull the Carpet Out/Hot Air Buffoon - full transcript
[theme music playing]
[banging]
And there.
Look, Daffy. It might have
taken us all day.
but we finally finished
our beautiful new bunk bed.
Double the beds means
double the fun. Whoo-hoo.
[yawning] Boy.
Obviously that bunk building
really knocked me out.
What do you say
we test her out
and go to bed? [yawns]
It is sleepy time.
Yeah, you said it, pal.
You... [yawns] said it.
Good night, Daffy.
Good night, Porky.
[both] But I thought
you were gonna...
That I was gonna...
But I wanted the top bunk.
[both laughing]
How are we gonna decide
who gets the top bunk?
[Porky] And who gets
the bottom bunk?
All right, all right.
I'll be the bigger man.
Go ahead, pal.
Take the top bunk.
You deserve it.
Really?
Wow. That's awfully
neighborly of you, Daffy.
But, of course,
anything for my best friend,
Gee. Daffy's such
a nice fellow.
[snorting] Whoo-hoo.
Whoo-hoo. Whoo-hoo.
[laughs] The poor fellow
must be so tired
that he confused
the bottom bunk for the top.
Yuck. Bottom bunk?
[growls]
[growls]
Whoo-hoo.
Whoa!
[thuds]
[bell dings]
[glass shatters]
[alarm rings]
Holy smokes!
I'm gonna be late for work.
Tie, hat, briefcase.
See you later, Porko.
[snoring]
Wait a minute.
I don't even have a job.
[snoring]
[keyboard clacking]
[gasps]
[explosion]
[racy music playing]
[whistles]
Whoo-hoo!
[sighs]
Maybe now I can finally
get back to sawing logs.
[snaps fingers]
[blows raspberry]
[pants]
Hey, Porky?
Yeah, Daffy.
It's getting late.
Want to just share the top bunk
and figure this out
in the morning?
Sure thing, pal.
Sure thing.
Good night, Daffy.
Good night, Porko.
Hey, uh, Daffy.
Could you turn off that light?
Sure thing, pal.
[Porky] Good night, folks.
[theme music playing]
[humming song]
[growls]
[barking]
[barking]
Ah, shut up.
[laughs]
Well, you're all bark
and no bite.
And you're barking up
the wrong tree, boy.
[laughs]
Mmm.
Well, let's not get hasty now.
[panting]
I say, you really
crossed the line with that one.
[theme music playing]
Aha.
Get out of here.
Finders keepers, wretch.
Bone appetit.
[Tweety] Oh, boy, Granny.
I sure am excited.
I've never been on
a hot air balloon ride before.
Is it safe?
[slurps]
Not for you, little birdie.
Don't worry, Tweety.
This is how
we used to get around
in the old country.
[slurps]
[screams]
Time to survey the landscape.
[Tweety] Looks clear
as a daisy.
What the...
I tawt I taw a puddy cat.
I said I think
I tawt I taw a puddy cat.
Granny, something is
weighing us down.
Heavens, you're right.
I did pack a hefty lunch.
We will have to get rid of it.
Here, let me help you.
[Sylvester groaning]
Still not enough.
I suppose
I can skip arms today.
[groaning]
Bon voyage, puddy cat.
Oh, oh, oh.
The large basket cometh.
Got ya.
[gasps]
[gasps and grunts]
Phew.
[screams]
[coughing]
Sign... [groaning]
[screams]
The puddy cat's attached.
Ooh. I know
where I want to go now.
Above the dinosaur park.
[screaming]
-[Tweety] The airfield.
-[screams]
-[Tweety] The prison yard.
-[screams]
And the oil refinery.
[Sylvester screams]
-This pikey forest.
-[thudding]
-Shooting range.
-[guns firing]
-[Sylvester groaning]
-Squirrel belt.
[Tweety] Oh, wow.
It's Mount Saint Painful.
Let's take a closer look.
-[watch beeping]
-Okay, he's done.
[groans]
[groaning]
Wow. We've certainly hit
a cloudy patch.
It's always sunny as long as
that puddy cat ain't around.
[whooshes]
Mmm. Strange weather
we're having.
Yikes.
Come on, puddy cat.
You can figure this out.
That's it. That's it.
Ooh. So close.
You got this. You got this.
Reach for the stars. High-five.
Oh, weak. You left me hanging.
[grunts]
I made it.
Hey, puddy cat.
What are you doing
way over there?
What do you mean "over there"?
You're supposed to be over...
here.
[screaming]
Ooh, I can't look.
I can't look.
Okay, I'll look.
[Sylvester screaming]
[gasping]
[inhales deeply]
[thuds]
[Sylvester groans]
Safe at last.
[dogs growling]
[Sylvester screaming]
That's it.
I am gonna get that bird
if it's the last thing--
Bit of a rough landing there.
You okay, Tweety?
Yes, Granny.
Well, at least no one got hurt.
Speak for yourself.
[theme music playing]
[music playing]
[banging]
And there.
Look, Daffy. It might have
taken us all day.
but we finally finished
our beautiful new bunk bed.
Double the beds means
double the fun. Whoo-hoo.
[yawning] Boy.
Obviously that bunk building
really knocked me out.
What do you say
we test her out
and go to bed? [yawns]
It is sleepy time.
Yeah, you said it, pal.
You... [yawns] said it.
Good night, Daffy.
Good night, Porky.
[both] But I thought
you were gonna...
That I was gonna...
But I wanted the top bunk.
[both laughing]
How are we gonna decide
who gets the top bunk?
[Porky] And who gets
the bottom bunk?
All right, all right.
I'll be the bigger man.
Go ahead, pal.
Take the top bunk.
You deserve it.
Really?
Wow. That's awfully
neighborly of you, Daffy.
But, of course,
anything for my best friend,
Gee. Daffy's such
a nice fellow.
[snorting] Whoo-hoo.
Whoo-hoo. Whoo-hoo.
[laughs] The poor fellow
must be so tired
that he confused
the bottom bunk for the top.
Yuck. Bottom bunk?
[growls]
[growls]
Whoo-hoo.
Whoa!
[thuds]
[bell dings]
[glass shatters]
[alarm rings]
Holy smokes!
I'm gonna be late for work.
Tie, hat, briefcase.
See you later, Porko.
[snoring]
Wait a minute.
I don't even have a job.
[snoring]
[keyboard clacking]
[gasps]
[explosion]
[racy music playing]
[whistles]
Whoo-hoo!
[sighs]
Maybe now I can finally
get back to sawing logs.
[snaps fingers]
[blows raspberry]
[pants]
Hey, Porky?
Yeah, Daffy.
It's getting late.
Want to just share the top bunk
and figure this out
in the morning?
Sure thing, pal.
Sure thing.
Good night, Daffy.
Good night, Porko.
Hey, uh, Daffy.
Could you turn off that light?
Sure thing, pal.
[Porky] Good night, folks.
[theme music playing]
[humming song]
[growls]
[barking]
[barking]
Ah, shut up.
[laughs]
Well, you're all bark
and no bite.
And you're barking up
the wrong tree, boy.
[laughs]
Mmm.
Well, let's not get hasty now.
[panting]
I say, you really
crossed the line with that one.
[theme music playing]
Aha.
Get out of here.
Finders keepers, wretch.
Bone appetit.
[Tweety] Oh, boy, Granny.
I sure am excited.
I've never been on
a hot air balloon ride before.
Is it safe?
[slurps]
Not for you, little birdie.
Don't worry, Tweety.
This is how
we used to get around
in the old country.
[slurps]
[screams]
Time to survey the landscape.
[Tweety] Looks clear
as a daisy.
What the...
I tawt I taw a puddy cat.
I said I think
I tawt I taw a puddy cat.
Granny, something is
weighing us down.
Heavens, you're right.
I did pack a hefty lunch.
We will have to get rid of it.
Here, let me help you.
[Sylvester groaning]
Still not enough.
I suppose
I can skip arms today.
[groaning]
Bon voyage, puddy cat.
Oh, oh, oh.
The large basket cometh.
Got ya.
[gasps]
[gasps and grunts]
Phew.
[screams]
[coughing]
Sign... [groaning]
[screams]
The puddy cat's attached.
Ooh. I know
where I want to go now.
Above the dinosaur park.
[screaming]
-[Tweety] The airfield.
-[screams]
-[Tweety] The prison yard.
-[screams]
And the oil refinery.
[Sylvester screams]
-This pikey forest.
-[thudding]
-Shooting range.
-[guns firing]
-[Sylvester groaning]
-Squirrel belt.
[Tweety] Oh, wow.
It's Mount Saint Painful.
Let's take a closer look.
-[watch beeping]
-Okay, he's done.
[groans]
[groaning]
Wow. We've certainly hit
a cloudy patch.
It's always sunny as long as
that puddy cat ain't around.
[whooshes]
Mmm. Strange weather
we're having.
Yikes.
Come on, puddy cat.
You can figure this out.
That's it. That's it.
Ooh. So close.
You got this. You got this.
Reach for the stars. High-five.
Oh, weak. You left me hanging.
[grunts]
I made it.
Hey, puddy cat.
What are you doing
way over there?
What do you mean "over there"?
You're supposed to be over...
here.
[screaming]
Ooh, I can't look.
I can't look.
Okay, I'll look.
[Sylvester screaming]
[gasping]
[inhales deeply]
[thuds]
[Sylvester groans]
Safe at last.
[dogs growling]
[Sylvester screaming]
That's it.
I am gonna get that bird
if it's the last thing--
Bit of a rough landing there.
You okay, Tweety?
Yes, Granny.
Well, at least no one got hurt.
Speak for yourself.
[theme music playing]
[music playing]