Narrator: This is the
Evergreen forest.
Quiet, peaceful, serene.
That is, until
Bert Raccoon wakes up.
Bert Raccoon: Yahoooo!
♪♪
Yeeeehaaaa!
Yikes!
Yaaaah...
[bam!]
[laughs]
[smash!]
Yeaaaah!
Narrator: Luckily, he has some
good friends to help him out.
Broo: [panting]
♪♪
Narrator: Life would be simple
in the forest except for...
Cyril Sneer!
[bleep blarp bloop]
And his life would be simple
except for...
the Raccoons!!
♪ [show theme music]
♪♪
♪♪
Narrator: It's often said that
a change is as good as a rest,
and usually that's true.
But things aren't very restful
around the Evergreen forest
when Lady Baden-Baden decides
it's time for a change.
Lady B-B: Ooh, Schaeffer.
These are simply divine!
Perfect for the Historical
Society's train ride
and luncheon tomorrow.
Of course, they could use just a
teensy bit more cinnamon.
Schaeffer: Thanks,
Lady Baden-Baden.
I don't normally cater, but
if you like, I can make up a
basket of cakes for you.
With a little more
cinnamon, of course.
Lady B-B: Oooooh, you are a
darling, Schaeffer.
Melissa: Congratulations,
Lady Baden-Baden.
I heard, your gardenias won
the flower show again this year.
Lady B-B: [sighs]
Thank you, Melissa.
Melissa: You don't sound
too excited about it.
Is something wrong?
Lady B-B: Oh, not really.
It's just that...nothing
is very exciting lately.
The usual mad social world.
Bert: I thought you
liked all that stuff?
Lady B-B: Ooh, I do.
But lately, I've been
so...unfulfilled.
I envy you, Melissa.
Melissa: Me?
Lady B-B: You have a career.
You have a purpose...
a direction in life.
Me? I just flutter about
on society business.
Bert: Maybe you need a career.
Hey, have you ever thought about
getting a job of some kind?
Lady B-B: Ooh.
What a unique idea!
But, how does one actually...
find a job?
Schaeffer: Well, I sure could
use some full-time help
around here, Lady Baden-Baden.
Lady B-B: Oooh, capital idea!
I certainly could do things
with the Blue Spruce Cafe.
Schaeffer: Can you, uh,
can you cook?
Lady B-B: Can I cook?
Why I'm a Cordon Bleu chef!
Schaeffer: Well...
Lady B-B: Ooh, wait
til' I tell Knoxie
I've found gainful employment.
He'll be sooo thrilled!
There is a lot to do,
but don't worry.
I guarantee things will take a
turn for the better around here.
Cyril:
Cyril: Fore!
Hot diggity!
[laughing]
[laughing maniacally]
What?!
Knox: [laughing]
Pig 2: Boy, I can't wait
for our holiday next week.
Pig 1: Yeah..
the romantic Porkonos.
Pig 3: It won't be
much of a holiday.
We haven't saved
enough money to make it
to the end of the street!
Never mind the Porkonos.
Pig 2: As long as it's not a
holiday like last year's.
Pig 3: Oh it wasn't so bad,
camping in the back yard.
Pig 1: Until the
tent sprung a leak!
Pig 2: We've got to get
some money somewhere.
Cyril: Pigs, get over here!!
Pig 1: Ooof.
Pig 2: Whoaaa!
Pig 3: Oh.. Coming, boss.
Cyril: I might as well play
golf on the Sahara desert,
the amount of time
I spend in sand traps.
Pig 1: Sand wedge again, Sir?
Pig 1: Oops. Waaahhh!
Cyril: I'll turn
you into a sandwich,
if you don't watch
your lip, pig.
Blast!!
Knox: Hmm, speaking of
sandwiches, Mr. Sneer,
would you happen
to know a good caterer?
Cyril: Now, how would
I know a good caterer?
Ugh!
Caterers?
Anyone comes to my house,
they bring their own food.
Fiddle. What do you want a
caterer for anyway?
Knox: I'm having a little
surprise party
for Lady Baden-Baden,
on the occasion
of our anniversary.
Ah, I assume,
you'll be attending?
Cyril: Sure, Knox. Happy to.
As long as you
get a good caterer.
Ha-ha! I never
pass up a free meal.
Pig 1: I just had
a brilliant idea.
I know how we can
make some easy money.
Cyril: Ha!
Pig 3: Ooooh, Lloyd.
That's my favorite kind.
[plunk!]
Singer: Ehm-ehm-ehmn!
♪ I was walking on the road,
♪ La-la-la-la-laaa
♪ On the verge the
grass had grown ♪
♪ La-la-la-la-laaa
Bert: This was the
Blue Spruce Cafe,
last time I looked.
Lady B-B: Ooooh, patrons!
Cedric: Um, not really,
Lady Baden-Baden.
We just wanted a sandwich.
Lady B-B: And do you
have reservations?
Singer: ♪ [high pitch note]
Bert: Yeah. I've got a few.
Lady B-B: Bert, you're
not wearing a tie.
We dooo have a
dress code, you know.
There. Very dashing.
Walk this way!
Patrons: Bravo! Smashing!
Cedric: Bert, what's
gateaux de foie blond
avec cafe de la poste?
Bert: I don't know, Cedric.
But I'm pretty sure it's not
a grilled cheese
sandwich and fries.
Cedric: [whispers] Bert, I don't
see any prices on this menu.
Schaeffer: Ehm, are the
gentlemen ready to order?
Lady B-B: Well, what do you
think of our new menu?
Bert: Great, Lady Baden-Baden,
but em, he-he, we were kinda
hoping for a couple of
peanut butter
sandwiches and a soda.
Lady B-B: Well, for you,
two lovely boys,
we'll make an exception.
Bert: Boy, she sure has turned
this place around, eh Schaeffer?
Schaeffer: [sighs]
Yep, she sure has.
Pig 1: Yes Sir. Mr. Knox!
Pied De Cochon Catering
delivers.
Satisfaction guaranteed!
Right, Mr. Knox, we'll discuss
the details this afternoon.
Ciao.
We got it!
Knox wants to hire us!
Pig 2: Whoo-hoo,
finally some real money!
Pig 3: That's my favorite kind.
Cyril: Knox? Hiring my pigs?
Pig 2: Oooh, I'd like to see
the look on the boss's face,
if he found out about this!
Cyril: What's this?!
Meet Knox this afternoon,
Blue Spruce Cafe.
Employment?!?
Those dirty little bacon bits!
Those perfidious porkers.
How could they do this to me?
I've been like a father to them.
They can't leave me for Knox!
We'll see about this.
Knox:
Knox: What's
Knox: What's with
Knox: What's with
the
Knox: What's with
the disguises,
Knox: What's with
the disguises, boys?
Does Mr. Sneer disapprove
of your catering business?
Pig 1: Oh no. The boss
backs us all the way!
Pig 2: Usually,
he's on our backs.
Pig 3: Uh..besides,
we're not in disguise.
Pig 2: No, no. It's, um...
protection from the sun.
Pig 1: The ozone layer.
It's breaking down, you know!
And we're very sensitive
to ultra violet rays!
Knox: I see.
Well, let's get
down to business.
Lady Baden-Baden is mighty
partial to French cuisine.
What can you supply
for the surprise party?
Pig 1: Oh, um, cuisine..
let's see now.
What can we supply.. hmm..?
Pig 2: Oh look! Isn't
that Lady Penelope Banos?
Pig 3: In that striking chiffon
and leatherette jump suit?
Tres chi chi..oops.
My mistake, it's
not her after all.
Pig 1: Uh hem.
How does this sound?
Pate de la champagne,
escargot de la bougogne,
sherried yams with pecan sauce
and green peppercorn
vinaigrette with truffles?
Knox: Uuh, that sounds
right fine, boys.
Mighty fine.
You've got the contract.
Pig 1: Great. You
won't
regret this, Mr. Knox.
Pig 2: Well, we
better get started.
See you at the party
tomorrow night, at 6:30!
Knox: Lady Baden-Baden?
Oh, wha-what are you doing here?
Lady B-B: What does
it look like, Knoxie?
I'm working!
Knox: You are what?!
Lady B-B: Yessss, I just
started this morning.
Isn't it wonderful?
Knox: Wonderful?
It is an insult!
No wife of mine works..
anywhere!
You are coming home
with me, right now!
Pig 1: Just put it all on
the boss's bill, Mr. Willow.
Pig 3: We'll pay off the bill
with our huge profits.
[giggles]
[motorcycle rumbles]
The boss will never know.
Pig: [laughs]
♪♪
Melissa: A surprise
anniversary party.
Mr. Knox is such a romantic.
Bert: And Lady Baden-Baden
doesn't suspect a thing.
[giggles]
I love surprise parties!
[knocking on the door]
Gee, I wonder who that is?
Lady Baden-Baden!
W-wh-what a...surprise.
Melissa: Lady Baden-Baden?
Lady B-B: [sobbing]
Melissa: What's wrong?
Lady B-B: Oh, Knoxie and I
just had a terrible fight!
In public, no less.
He.. he demanded,
I resign from my job.
Bert: But why would
he want you to resign?
Lady B-B: That's
exactly what I asked him.
He said, 'women have no
place in the working world!'
Melissa: How could
he say such a thing?!
In this day and age!
Lady B-B: Oh, it's his
upbringing, Melissa.
Old world, old values,
old money.
I told him to accept
me as I am, or leave.
He left. And..
And tomorrow is
our.. anniversary!
Oooo, Melissa!
[sobs]
I'm so unhappy!
Cyril: I'm telling you, son,
they're abandoning us.
They've got a
contract with Knox.
It tears my heart out!
Cedric: Maybe you could
ask them to stay, Pop.
Cyril: Don't be ridiculous.
I've got my pride!
Cedric: Well, how about being...
nicer to them?
Cyril: What a horrible thought!
But you're right.
It might be worth a sh*t.
I can't let those pigs work
for Knox without a fight.
They know too much about
my business dealings.
Pig 1: Now remember, we can't
let the boss see this stuff.
Cyril: Hi, boys!
Pigs: Ahhh?
Cyril: [laughs]
What's going on?
Pig 1: Eh..dinner, boss.
We're, ah, making dinner.
Cyril: Dinner? Great idea!
Mind if I pitch in boys?
Many hands make
light work, you know.
[chuckles]
Snag: [sniffing]
Pig 1: Well..I guess.
Lloyd, get out the
French cookbook.
Pig 3: Oh, okay.
♪ Here I go again,
♪ Falling out of line
♪ Falling in with someone new
♪ Here I go again,
♪ Getting out of line
♪ Forgetting there's
so much to lose ♪
♪ But I'm holding out for you
♪ Hoping that it's true
♪ I don't want somebody new
♪♪
♪ Struggling in the dark
♪ Lost when we're apart
♪ No one makes me feel
like you do ♪
♪ Here I go again,
♪ Falling for a line
♪ No one but myself to blame
♪ Everywhere I turn,
♪ Searching for a sign
♪ Fall victim to the
same old game ♪
♪ But I'm holding out for you
♪ Hoping that it's true
♪ I don't want somebody new
♪♪
♪ Struggling in the dark
♪ Lost when we're apart
♪ No one makes me feel
like you do ♪
♪♪
Cyril: That's a lot of food
for three pigs, isn't it?
Well, maybe not.
[ding-dong]
Pig 1: The doorbell!
Pig 2: Who could that be?
Cyril: Relax, boys. I'll get it.
Pig 3: Oh my.. There's something
very wrong with the boss.
[squeak]
Cyril: Knox? What do
you want now?
My bears?
Knox: Mr. Sneer, uh, Cyril,
you are the only one
I can turn to
in mah hour of deepest grief.
Cyril: What are you
babbling about, Knox?
Knox: The fair
Lady Baden-Baden and I
have come to a
partin' of the ways.
[sniff]
Our marriage is over.
I'll be staying
in the back bedroom.
You don't mind, do you sir?
Cyril: But..er.. um..
but.. um...
Pig 2: Oh! It's a disaster!
Our first catering contract
just went up in smoke!
Pig 3: No, he just
went up the stairs.
Pig 2: We have to get Knox and
Lady Baden-Baden back together,
or we can kiss our
catering contract
and our holiday good bye.
Pigs: [sobbing]
Lady
Lady B-B:
Lady B-B: [sniffs,
Lady B-B: [sniffs, sobs]
Bert: Don't cry,
Lady Baden-Baden.
Lady B-B: Oh, I'm not.
It's the onions.
[sobs]
But I doooo miss Knoxie so.
Melissa: I'm sure you and
Mr. Knox can work things out.
Lady B-B: You manage a career
and a marriage, Melissa.
How do you do it?
Melissa: Well.. a
little understanding,
a little support
and a little compromise..
From both of us.
Lady B-B: Compromise?!
[sighs] Not one of
Knoxie's strong points.
Schaeffer: Here's your
basket of goodies for the
Historical Society train ride,
Lady Baden-Baden.
Um, why don't you take it
down to the station,
and take the rest
of the afternoon off?
Lady B-B: Ooh,
thank you, Schaeffer.
Maybe, a little visit
will cheer me up.
Bert: We'll walk you
down to the train station,
Lady Baden-Baden.
We're covering the
trip for the Standard.
Lady B-B: You're too kind, Bert.
How do you do it?
Pigs: [out of breath]
Pig 1: Where is she?
Where's Lady Baden-Baden?
Pig 2: We..er.. Mr. Knox
bought these flowers for her.
Pig 3: We want her...I mean,
Mr. Knox wants her back.
Schaeffer: You're too late.
She just left for
the train station.
If you hurry, you might catch
her before the train leaves.
Pig 2: But she can't leave!
Pig 1: Ooh, no! Come on, boys.
Pig 2/Pig 3: Ooooh!
Cyril: You're crazy to break
up with Lady Baden-Baden,
just because she
took a job, Knox.
Drat.
Knox: But suh,
where I come from,
a gentlemen would never
let his wife take a job.
It's tradition.
Cyril: Lucky sh*t, Knox.
The heck with tradition!
You can't kiss off a
perfectly good marriage
because of your
pig-headed pride!
You're living in
the modern world, Knox.
A woman has a right
to work, if she wants.
Drrraaaat!!
Knox: Ooohhh!
Cyril: Besides, you shouldn't
look a gift horse in the mouth!
You're getting a second
income out of it.
Ha-haa! Listen, Knox,
about your taking on the pigs..
Knox: Oh, don't
worry about them, Sir,
I'm sure they're gonna
work out fine.
Cyril: Oh, you do eh? Heh heh.
Good. Good!
Pigs: Mr. Knox! Mr. Knox!
Pig 1: Lady Baden-Baden's
leaving on the afternoon train.
Pig 2: You've got to stop her!
Pig 3: It'll just
ruin
your surprise party,
if she doesn't turn up.
Pig 1: We'll drive
you in the limo.
Knox: Let's go.
[footsteps rushing off]
Cyril: Hey. What about me?
That's loyalty for you.
Those traitorous trotters
are already working for Knox,
and they haven't
even moved out yet.
[imitates Pigs]
We'll drive you in the limo!
In my limo?
Hey, wait for me,
you two-timing trotters!
Come back here!
Lady B-B: Oh, you know, I doo
miss these social functions.
But now I'm a career woman.
[train whistle sounds]
Ooh,
it's all so meaningless
without Knoxie.
Knox: C'mon boys,
she's gettin' away!
♪♪
Bert: Who's that?
Melissa: I don't know!
Knox: Faster, boys, faster!!
Bert: It's Mr. Knox!
Knox: Sweet pea!!
Knox/Pigs: Uaaaaah!
Knox: Don't leave me,
I love you!
Lady B-B: Knoxie,
what are you doing?
Knox: I was wrong, dearest!
I see that now!
If you want to work,
I'll stand beside
you all the way!
But if you leave
on this train, honey,
you'll take away my sunshine!
Lady B-B: Oooh, Knoxie,
you silly old romantic darling!
It's just an afternoon run
with the Historical Society.
Pig 1: This is embarrassing!
Pig 3: I wish they'd make
up and get it over with!
Pig 2: Oh I think,
it's romantic!
Yahhh.
Pigs/Knox: Uaaaaah!
[bam!]
Lady B-B: Knoxieeeee!
I looooveee youuuuu!
[squealing tires]
Cyril: Did I miss
something here?
Pig 1: Yes, boss.
The happy ending!
Well, we thought
she was leaving for good.
Pig 2: But things
worked out anyway.
The anniversary
party's still on!
Pig 3: And so is our contract.
Cyril: Look, I.. don't
want you three to go.
Pig 3: Oh, but we have to!
We're expected at 6:30.
Cyril: Don't make me beg!
I'll...double Knox's contract!
[pigs cross talking]
Pig 2: Boss..
why would you want 500
servings of pink caviar?
Cyril: Pink what?
Pig 1: C'mon. We're
going to be late!
Pigs: Oh no!!
Snag: [burping]
Pig 1: Snag ate our
entire catering contract.
Pig 3: Oh, my..
What'll we tell Mr. Knox?
Cyril: Catering contract..
You mean, you've got a
catering contract with Knox?
Pigs: [Nervous giggle]
Cyril: Why you low down,
half-brained, two-faced,
sniveling swine..
Snag: [burps]
Narrator: Cyril and the Pigs
worked out their differences.
They always do.
And fortunately, so did
Mr. Knox and Lady Baden-Baden.
Singer:
♪ [singing in distance]
♪ Lalalalalalalala
Lady B-B: ..and I decided that a
part-time catering business
would be the perfect compromise.
I can work at home and still
attend my social functions.
I hope you understand,
Schaeffer.
Schaeffer: Oh, I'll get by,
Lady Baden-Baden.
Knox: You realize you've
made history, dearest?
The first Knox woman
to have a career.
Bert: Great food, Schaeffer.
I don't know how you whipped it
up on such short notice.
Schaeffer: Oh, Lady
Baden-Baden gave me a hand.
Bert: Um, what did happen
to the original caterers?
Pig 1: Then there's the
food from Willow's.
And we owe the Blue
Spruce for catering..
Pig 2: And the candy and
flowers for Lady Baden-Baden.
Pig 3: And don't forget
the veterinary bill
for Snag's indigestion.
Pig 1: Well, enjoy
the holiday, boys.
It's the last one we'll be
able to afford for years.
Pig 3: At least it's not
raining.
[thunder rumbles]
♪♪
♪ [show theme music]
♪ When darkness falls
♪♪
♪ Leaving shadows in the night
♪♪
♪ Don't be afraid
♪♪
♪ Wipe that fear from
your eyes ♪
♪♪
♪ The desperate love
♪♪
♪ Keeps on driving you wrong
♪♪
♪ Don't be afraid
♪♪
♪ You're not alone
♪♪
♪ You can run with us
♪♪
♪ We've got everything
you need ♪
♪ Run with us
♪♪
♪ We are free
♪♪
♪ Come with us
♪♪
♪ I see passion in your eyes
♪ Run with us
♪♪
04x04 - A Catered Affair!
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Series revolves around Bert Raccoon and married couple Ralph and Melissa Raccoon, of whom Bert is a friend and roommate.
Series revolves around Bert Raccoon and married couple Ralph and Melissa Raccoon, of whom Bert is a friend and roommate.