Baby Looney Tunes, Season 1

Daffy:
[infuriated] That does it, Taz! You can't build this up anymore!

[Taz's eyes start tearing up with sadness as he's about to cry]

Bugs:
Uh, oh.

Tweety:
Granny?

[Taz lost his ability to spin and starts bawling into tears]

Bugs:
[consoling him] What's up, little doc?

Taz:
[crying] TAZ NOT SPIN!

Daffy:
[running covered in pink paint] I need to see the doctor I need to see a doctor i got chickenpox

Sylvester:
Hey, everybody!

Lola:
What is it, Sylvester?

Sylvester:
You know how Granny said no playing until we're all washed up? Well, Taz won't take his bath.

Daffy:
Hold on there, whiskers. You mean, nobody gets playtime until everbody's squeaky clean?

Melissa:
I guess that's always been the rule.

Bugs:
Welp, sounds like there's only one thing we can do. We've got to get Taz into the bathtub.

Lola:
But, how, Bugs?

Bugs:
Well, uh, first thing's first, has anyone seen my diaper?

Bugs:
Come on, Taz, your turn for a bath.

Taz:
No bath!

Lola:
You gotta take a bath, Taz. Granny says so, or nobody gets playtime.

Taz:
Uh-uh! No wanna!

Daffy:
Step aside, I'll handle this. Now, look here, fur ball. You don't have to take a bath.

Taz:
I don't?

Daffy:
No, you could take a shower! Anything with soap and water involved! Please! I'm begging ya!

Taz:
NO BATH!

Bugs:
Now, look what you did!

Lola:
What who did?!

Bugs:
You!

Lola:
Me?! The least you could do, is say you're sorry!

Bugs:
You're the one who ought to be sorry!

Lola:
If that's how you're gonna be, I'm taking my blocks back!

Bugs:
That's how I'm gonna be, because that's how…you're being!

Daffy:
Well, isn't this a nice bucket of peach pits? There they go, taking our fun with them.

Sylvester:
Now, what are we gonna do?

Tweety:
Maybe there's a way to put this whole thing back together.

Daffy:
And how are you gonna do that?

Tweety:
Hmm… Bugs and Lola love playing hopscotch, right? So, here's what we're gonna do.

Sylvester:
[sighs] Kisses and cookies. What more could the world's cutest pussycat want?

[The baby Tunes are surprised to see a baby skunk has shown up]

Sylvester:
What is that?

Granny:
A new friend who's come to play. This is Baby Pepe.

[The other baby Tunes, except Sylvester and Daffy, rush towards Baby Pepe, greeting him]

Bugs:
Hi, kid. I'm Bugs. This is Taz.

Taz:
[offering Baby Pepe a cookie] Mmm. Yum-yum, eat cookie.

Lola:
[rubbing Baby Pepe's cheek] Isn't he the cutest?

Tweety:
Very, very cute, indeed. [gives Baby Pepe a hug]

Lola:
Come meet Sylvester. Yeah, you're gonna be friends. [sets Baby Pepe in the baby carriage with Sylvester]

Sylvester:
[takes the cookie as Baby Pepe tries to take it] Hold on, brother. That's mine! [Baby Pepe climbs on his face to get the cookie] Watch the face! Watch the face!

Sylvester:
Hey, wait! That's-that's--

Daffy:
[through hand puppet] That's your place? That's supposed to be you?

Sylvester:
No, I was just… I was--

Daffy:
That's right. You were, as in, used to be the cutest cat in town. Not anymore. He is. I know what you feel like. I used to be the cute one too. [sighs] Face it, pal. When you get grown up like us, they just don't love you anymore.

Sylvester:
[determined] I'm not growing up that easy.

[Bugs sits alone at the kitchen table, moping sadly over his magic show failure]

Granny:
Bugs? Is that the end of the magic show, dear?

Bugs:
Granny, I don't even think there is such a thing as magic. Not anymore.

Granny:
Of course there is, Bugs. There's magic everywhere. And with a little more practice, I'll bet you could be the best little magician there ever was.

Bugs:
Now that's what I call, magic. Turning a plain old backyard into a big symphony orchestra.

Daffy:
[incredibly angry] You little... [squeaky-squeaky-squeaky-squeaky] !! You're nothin' but a... [squeaky-squeak] ! I never wanna play this... [four squeaking sounds] game, EVER AGAIN!

[The other baby Tunes are shocked at Daffy's outraged swearing by saying a bad word]

Lola:
What did you just say?

Daffy:
I don't what the… [two squeaks] you're talking about.

Lola:
That word! What does it mean?

Daffy:
I don't know. It's a new word I just learned. You should try it.

[Granny enters the play room]

Baby Tunes:
Hi, Granny! How the... [four squeaks] are you?

Granny:
[surprised with shock] Oh! My goodness, little ones, where did you hear a word like that? [The babies all point to Daffy; disappointed] Daffy, I'm surprised at you using such words.

Daffy:
What the... [two squeaks] is wrong with using a word like [squeak-squeak-squeak-squeak]?

[Daffy is sitting at the table with a cereal box and cereal bowl of Wheat Doodles]

Sylvester:
[takes a seat at the table] Whatcha eating?

Daffy:
I'm not eating anything.

Sylvester:
What's that stuff in your bowl?

Daffy:
It's some kind of new cereal that Granny bought.

Sylvester:
A new cereal? Is this some kind of joke?

Daffy:
If it's a joke, I'm not laughing.

Sylvester:
I'll swing on my swing like I always do. [falls on his back as the swing breaks] That never happened before. [starts bawling into tears]

Tweety:
Did you hurt yourself, Sylvester?

Sylvester:
[sniffling] No. I'm not hurt.

Tweety:
Then why the weepy eyes?

Sylvester:
Because my swing is broken.

Tweety:
But look, there's another swing right here next to you.

Sylvester:
But, this is the swing I always use, and now it's broken. [gets up and runs into the house]

Tweety:
Well, never look a gift swing in the mouth… or something like that.

Taz:
No Gary [looking at his peanut butter and jelly sandwich is missing] Huh where's sandwich? [starts bawling into tears]

Granny:
[Hears all that crying] Heavens what's all the rackus?

Lola:
Sylvester stole Taz's sandwich piece when Taz wasn't looking