01x39 - Inside Plucky Duck

[bunniefuu]

And now I song you song!

Hi, sincy! Welcome to another half hour

of fun and laughs with Buster and Bach's

bunny! Sorry like him. That's

my line, you bogus bunny! Eh

Blocky, that's a big idea. The

big idea is to... I'm not even in

this episode! It's an outbreak, I tell

ya! As we rule, my lawyer will hear of

this wild,

crazyHey kids, have you ever wondered

what makes a selfish bird like Flucky Pig?

Why no, I can't say it's ever crossed

my... Just say yes, Babs. Oh,

yes! It's a riddle that has battled the

greatest minds of our time, including the

renowned sh*t genius, Calamity Coyote.

Now, thanks to his active race calendar,

he can enter the hair of Flucky Duck and

watch his thinking in action. Set as it

is.

Okay, Calamity. Miniaturizers.

What's that?That is the most highly

developed nerve impulse of Plucky's body.

It's green center.

Continuing our trip through Plucky's

crane would come to his imagination. This

is where all his genes and fantasies are

stored.

We're in luck. Lucky having one of his

embarrassingly egotistical dreams of

glory. Monitoring his team card includes

incredible scientific data. Or a couple

of cheap blasts. Fair enough.

Years ago, I, millionaire Scruce Van,

swore to spend my life fighting crime. To

wipe out the weed of evil that was

tilting the life from acne acres. To rip

out the foul, chesterine, speckled tubor

of filth that was... You mind?I just

ate. Uh, sorry. I studied

science and criminology.

I trained my brother to perform feats of

superhuman strength.

Oops! At last, I was nearly

ready to begin my quest. Huminals

are a superstitious power. I must

disguise myself as something fearful who

strike terror into their hearts.

Something gruesome. Something hideous.

Something I could mass market on a

t-shirt and make a whole lot of money.

Let's see, a spider?OhhHidden?A

warthog?Platypus?Ninja

tortoise?A jibo?An

arm wolf?Come on, scram. I'm not

supposed to get any thinking done around

here. Hey, what's up?

That's it. I shall become

a... Needs work. Our

custom and fighting techniques have awoke

a period of refinement. Uh-ha!

You criminal scum.

Next, I sharpen my teeth and infect it

with some cool sound effects.

Well, that too had a straw back.

Seeking to protect the more prickly

image, I tried out this little number.

Take your best shot, punk.

And the worst part is, it's a wrinkle.

Ta-da! At last, I had perfected my

backdog costume. Now all I needed was...

a sidekick! Someone I can pray.

Someone I can nurture. Someone who can

wear a black red uniform and draw all the

fire... uh, attention. So what do you

say, decoy of a pit hostage?I take

it there's little point to discussing

retirement benefits. Our

secret identities are known only to our

crushed mave and confidant, Alphire, the

upstairs maid. Loyal House Lyra,

member ready to help us and share the

call to action.

You should do something about that cop.

Not sure it's me!

All right!

Hello?You've read the secret lair of

backed up out to Nerda's millionaire

crew. Be a good kid and dust

the atomic reactor, will ya?Okay. And

text all the buttons. Yes, Commissioner.

You say there's a right hand at the

museum of really silly drops. We're on

our way! Oh, ohh by the

way,

I sent the ball down to be

black. Remind me to fire her.

Thanks for the fork time, mate, selling

back duck T-shirts. Only $29.99 hits,

buck your bucks for one. I've been a

fork, state-of-be-art crime-fighting

vehicles, like this pup here. Activate

the engines!

Oh, I see, not for her baby!

throw up, Decoy! Come on,

move it!

We need our way to a rooftop adjoining

that makers' museum of really silly

props. There are two hoodies on guards

out there, Decoy.

So how about you swing down there and

take him out with his dot boom.

Now, now, boomers should kick him off

with you. I'll sneak around and hug you

from the all-concealing shadows, where

it's safe.

Look, it is Decoy, the big hostage.

Leave us, bring him inside. What

is this thing?Okay,

just force it over into the

all-concealing shadows.

You, shummy. Criminal.

Shum-chummy.

Hey, kids, don't touch that Bat Duck

motto. I'll be right back after these

Mexican senses.

When we last left Bat Duck, he was

plummeting to the rescue.

Goop, what bar?

Etoy! How good?It's an underworld trap.

All right, some disgusting threats of

society. Sell yourselves!

Hey, Jackson! Oh, Huffin!

Question mark! Bone Catwoman!

Push your heel, you warp! Twisted

sediment in the total milk of life!

Simple, Dark Knight. Once

we rub you out, everyone will buy

our T-shirts.

Only $29.99. You saints!

There's only one thing to do in this

situation,

Actually, them apples are rather sour.

Ow. Can you tell if an

elephant's been in your bed, Duck Knight?

African elephant or Indian?Gee, I don't

know.

Cute jag, taco. Not one of

my own.

Smell the flower.

Jumpster, you fool, you! Always pulling

that corny, squirting flower gag. Hey,

detour! Did you see the way I backed up

that... Ohh No time to

stand around looking in pain to pick off

since I have to wrap up this case!

to escort you criminal scum to jail. But

for now, he's a herb of duck knife, and

his slapping young nerd of companion must

melt back into the shadow from whence

they came. Calm

yourself, people. I have everything well

in hand. I want to put that old back

grappling iron, grappling iron, grappling

iron. Now where the heck could that be?

Gee, what do you think all this thingdoes?

Uh, here it is!

Ta-daaa!

Coming soon! Another swill of

Ninja's bad luck! I

really gotta fire her. Ohh

Delving deeper into the mind of

Cluckstuck, we'll find his jealous side.

Ah, your ship isn't so great. I have one

ten times bigger, with a TV and a hot

tub. Yeah. It's competitive size.

Space! Coneration! Coneration! Cheers!

Cheers! What's a totally

unexplored region way down there?Well,

there's something you don't see too

often. His humble side. And

when they all get together, look out!

Now, pay attention, quiet. This wild tech

stuff is serious business. You gotta

learn the basics if you wanna be a star

like me.

Yeesh! That rabbit's got an ego the size

of Monte!and I don't mean much. Shh,

I want to hear this. You would,

teachers. As you know, a wild take is how

these tunes express surprise.

Confusion.

Anger.

And a whole bunch of other feelings. I

call those cakes. Now, I'll

demonstrate a few key cakes with the help

of this acne tickle prompter. Let's start

with the Adria Oda.

Next, the Frizz Frizzle.

Amazing, ain't it?Hah!

Yeah, I worked funny!

And who could forget the Tuck Out of Monk

Pathetic Eyes Routine?Ta-da!

Oops, that's all folks. Remember to

practice your eye pops. We've got a pop

quiz next week. Now, there's a

teacher who makes learning fun.

Yeah?Whoa! Uh That's

sh*t's stuff! Woo-hoo! Woo-hoo! Now get

a hold of this one!

Daffy got it! There's a take master! But

Daffy teaches the advanced class. That's

right, and I've been practicing some of

his extreme things on the slide. Duckie,

I don't think that's a good idea.

Remember, Bug said you have to learn the

basics. Bug said... Bug said...

You can take orders from some dumb bunny,

but me?I'm gonna do this...

And this! And the

grand finale! The Cladnet

Coil Catastrophe!

Hey, very impressive, Plucky. Not that

I'm just slightly nauseating. Do you mind?

Oh, sure. That should show you anything

that once you do, I can do better.

After all, you don't have to be a

genius to do a thing like this.

But you may have to be a genius to get

out of it. Are you stuck?

I'm just resting. Really. You are

stuck. Maybe if I pull this eyelash.

Stupid

rock. Working it into little stone paper.

This is so wonderful. Yeah, right.

Ooh,

what a pretty eyeball.

Rocky got stuck in a wild tape. Can you

help him?I'll hug him and come this

bachelor's all three now.

According to cartoon drama, wild tapes go

away when the technique calms down.

you little warren! This could take a

while. This

is humiliating?You're supposed to stay

calm, remember?Wait a sec,

Buster! I've got snow blowing my eyes!

Sorry. Oh, need that ice cream.

You got ice cream. Oh, Buster! Oh,

great. Bows. Well, I'll never hear the

end of this. Don't act normal. This is

you to say. Hey, Buster, are you ready

for... What is

that?But you don't want to tell you it's

not to like the pink.

You got stuck in a slap it,

Cardeal! It's a big deal!

What happens?Well, aren't you in light

for sore eyes?Well, hey!

Don't get planned out of shape about it!

Uh, come on, Beth. Lucky had a hard day.

Sorry, Lucky. I can't help myself!

You got something to say?Oh, yeah. I just

wanted to remind you that today's the day

when they take our... Class picture!

That's it. I'm going home. What you here,

Mr. Class Picture?What?What

this?Think of it like a bad haircut. The

yearbook won't be the same without you.

No way. I'm gonna bounce home and forget

this day ever happened. Now let it go.

Let's lucky. What?

Oh!

Did you ever have the feeling you was

being watched?

Okay, everybody smile.

Hey, I'm back to normal. Buster, look!

Sure. Never better. I told you I didn't

pull off that pace. Nothing to it. Yeah,

right. Well, you're okay now.

I guess that's what matters. Uh,

wait a minute, buster. Look, I was, uh, I

was kind of a... Jerk. Yeah.

And, uh, well, I just wanted to say that

I'm, uh, I'm.. Sorry. Right.

And if I ever call your teacher's head

again... I can sew off your legs and

leave you for a pillow, stuffing?Well,

that'll put words in my mouth. Aw,

this'll make a great picture for the

yearbook. Smile.

And that's our trip to the mind of Lucky

Duck. Calamity?

Show's over. What?Show's

over. Show's over.

What?Others showing off that we're a

throwing walk-on. My agent will hear a

bit. You ray?

Remind me to fire her, Roya.