Coyote vs. Acme (2026)

[bunniefuu]

I

need to get a message out.

I know too much.

They're not going to let us leave.

I'm sending for help.

Everything is going to be okay,

my little Tweety.

I promise.

You can jump or we can push you.

Someday the truth will be known.

Everyone,

what's that thing in the sky?

I don't know.

I'll just sh**t it down.

Lock on target.

Clear to engage.

Beep, beep, beep.

Beep, beep, beep.

Beep, beep, beep.

Have you gotten into a

catapult hoping to be gently and

sensibly flown to a destination

of your choosing only to be

violently piledrived

face first into the ground?

Have you ever sat a big stack of TNT on

the road hoping to blow up your nemesis?

But when you press the detonator,

the detonator itself explodes?

Have you ever pulled the

ripcord of your parachute

and only a bunch of silverware comes out?

It's not your fault.

There's probably someone to blame.

June.

Maltese.

Justice!

Two for Tuesdays.

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Hey, wreck a ball smash!

I could probably get you 250 bucks for

that.

See you next week!

Thank you for calling Avery Jones and

Maltese.

If you've been hit by an anvil,

press 1.

If you've been electrocuted, press 2.

If you've been crushed by a falling piano,

press 3.

Good morning.

It's almost 3.

Huh.

Good morning, Dottie.

Not now.

Do they have the paperwork?

Sal?

Hey, kid.

Did you sleep in that suit again?

Good eye.

I've been waiting for you!

Hi.

I have found some catastrophic fires,

coincidentally all near match factories,

and I really think it's

a great opportunity

to help a lot of people with one case.

How long is this internship again?

Uh, three more months.

Just enough time to really dig in and make

a difference.

You know, you really remind

me of when I was fresh out

of law school, and I mean

that in the worst possible way.

And I will take that as a compliment.

Oh, no, look!

You've got this.

You know, I'm gonna do you a favor,

because you're my niece.

And I want you to have a happy life.

Stop.

At Oxford... I have a feeling I'm

gonna be hearing that phrase a lot.

At Oxford, they really stress the

importance of the law on everyday lives.

And all you're really having me do right

now is brainstorm

ideas for your billboards.

Yeah.

You're new here, so you don't know that

this file goes right over here.

And that, my friend, is freedom.

I really want to pick it up.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

And I really want to file it

alphabetically.

No, you will not.

Please.

You've got a new client in the conference

room.

He seems unhinged.

Good luck.

Mr. Coyote?

Coyote?

Coyote.

All right, well, uh...

How can I help you?

Oh, one of my billboards.

Costs a lot of money to put those up.

So you've been in an accident?

Do you not talk?

Oh, but you have signs.

I don't, uh, understand.

All right.

Is that supposed to be you?

And who's that?

Uh, okay, what are you...

Not entirely necessary to do all that,

but, uh, okay.

Uh, so, seems like we're talking about

some, uh, faulty rocket skates that, uh...

backfired when you were trying to capture

a bird that you have some sort of...

sordid history with?

So, uh, do you have the rocket skates?

Okay, great.

So, we're gonna write in your name as the

plaintiff.

Then we'll say we're asking for,

uh, I don't know, $300.

Three hundred.

And here, we'll write in the name of the

company that, uh, made the skates.

Let me guess.

Acme.

But they're great to deal with for little

stuff like this.

We just drop your skates in a box...

type up a complaint... and boom!

You're the richest coyote in the country.

All I need is a signature.

Or you just want to lick it.

That's probably fine, too.

Here we go.

Oh.

Wait!

Mr. Coyote!

Hey!

Somebody grab that guy!

Mr. Coyote!

Look!

I just need you to sign the...

It's an Acme stapler?

I guess that is how staplers work.

Good God.

Okay.

I get it.

There are problems with Acme's cartoon

products.

I see it all the time.

I mean, I'm surprised.

Acme makes my phone and my car.

Why would they also make this?

No, this is just silly stuff for cartoons,

you know?

What's the worst that could really happen?

They see some birds whipping around their

heads?

Well, it doesn't seem that silly to me.

Paige, this is a run-of-the-mill $300

rocket skate case.

Trust me.

Ben, doesn't that mean that's a pile of

$300 cases?

Oh, come on.

I don't know.

Paige, come on.

Do you know what would

happen if we submitted

all this stuff as evidence together?

We'd have a giant lawsuit on our hands.

That would be amazing.

And if you could prove

a causal connection,

then really the sky's the limit.

The sky is not the limit.

All right?

The limit is, like, right here.

We don't do massive cases.

We do quick and easy.

All right?

Huh.

Where did all this stuff go?

So, Mr. Coyote?

My professional opinion

is that this... What?

This case is worth, you know, a few

hundred dollars.

And I can see if they will replace the

rockets case.

So I'm going to need you to sign this.

Rude.

All right.

Well, it was nice meeting you.

Do you mind putting the evidence box into

the system?

I'm going to lunch.

Here you go.

Into evidence, please.

All right.

What have we got here?

Geez.

Someone's suing for a lot.

Excuse me.

Cartoon products cases go down to the

basement.

Governor, these threats are tantamount to

black men.

The law is completely on our side here.

Because we wrote the law.

Okay.

Great to catch up.

Better be straight away on the Plappinger

case.

Oh, it's done.

Let's just say his next vacation will be

in prison, but I got something else.

Cartoon case?

Basement.

Yeah, I think you need to see this one.

They're suing us for every Acme cartoon

product.

Who?

I wasn't familiar with the name.

Okay.

Look, just pay me the money you owe me,

or I'll sue you for breach of contract.

Okay, I gotta go.

I'll call you later, Mom.

Well, well, well.

It isn't our resident hot shot.

What does that mean?

Serving Acme for every one of their

cartoon products.

Yeah, right.

Do I look like that?

You're looking at the guy who would take

on the biggest corporation in the world.

You're looking at the guy who is taking on

the biggest corporation in the world.

Channel 4 News has

just learned that papers

were filed today against

the Acme Corporation.

Buddy Crane, Acme's chief legal counsel,

declined to comment.

How did this happen?

It's okay.

It's okay.

It's exciting.

All eyes on you, ready to show them what

you got.

Paige, when we sue Acme for some little

thing, nobody even notices.

We're a tiny item on a spreadsheet.

But this?

This went to Buddy Crane.

Who?

Buddy Crane.

He's only, like, the best lawyer in the

country.

Okay.

Went to law school together, and he is a

total machine.

Built like an ox, his

mind is sharp as a tack,

trims his fingernails with a switchblade.

You know, I once saw him eat

a lobster... Well, I ate lobster.

...while it was still alive.

Not even sure that's legal.

What could I have possibly done to deserve

all this?

Did I piss off a witch?

Oh, no.

We could.

How did this happen?

I just typed up everything that was inside

the box.

And I just brought the box inside.

I've just been working on my short game.

I've been on hold for two hours trying to

win tickets to the country jubilee.

You.

Do you have any idea what you've done?

You have put me in such a horrible

position.

Oh.

Hi.

This is my old friend, Kevin.

Yeah, it's been a while.

Look at you, shaking things up.

Well, not intentionally shaking,

really.

I think we should have a face-to-face,

don't you?

Your face and my face?

Be in my office.

Fifteen minutes.

Get things right as rain.

Okay.

Sounds looking forward to it.

From its humble roots

as a cartoon anvil factory,

Acme has become America's

greatest success story.

Acme, I say, Acme is an innovation

factory.

We create the impossible.

With each new product, we revolutionize

industry and the world.

We're a company of family values that

values its family of companies.

Acme.

Hey.

I don't know what your deal is, but I

need you to listen to me very carefully.

Stop.

You are going to follow my lead.

All right.

We're going to tell them this is all just

a big misunderstanding, and we're looking

to get this settled as quickly as

possible.

We will be polite.

We will not detonate expl*sives.

All right.

If they put something in front of us,

we will sign it.

Got it?

Mr. Avery.

Bill Pelicanos.

And Mr. Coyote.

I'll take you to see Buddy.

So I hear you guys were friends from back

in the day, huh?

Guess you could say that if you were

incorrect.

And look at this guy going clothing

optional.

Hey, Buddy.

Look who's here.

This is Mr. Billboard.

How you been, man?

Good.

Yeah.

Very good.

Those were the days, weren't they?

Yeah.

Harvard Law.

You look... good.

Thank you.

Have a seat.

Okay.

I gotta say, I was a bit surprised to see

your name on a case of this size.

Me too.

I mean, I'm so sorry about all this.

It was just a big misunderstanding.

Well, we got a really busy day around

here.

And I would hate to keep you from getting

back to whatever it is you do.

Yeah.

Law stuff, too.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Sure.

Oh, my God.

And this seems obvious, but I have to say

that ACME denies all charges and accepts

no liability or causal connection between

Mr. Coyote's colorful injuries and our

state-of-the-art and life-enhancing family

products.

Yeah, yeah.

Blah, blah, blah.

And, you know, as much fun

as it would be to get back in a

courtroom with you, I think

it's time to do what you do best.

Settle.

Yeah.

Well, look, thank you so much.

And I'm so sorry for taking up all your

time.

It was unintentional.

I...

Uh...

Uh...

No, no, no.

He didn't mean that.

Do you have another copy?

Is this a joke?

No.

No.

This is not funny.

I thought cartoons were supposed to be

funny.

Gaston, do you want to fight, Avery?

Your tiny firm is unmatched.

We'll tie you in legal loopholes.

We'll bury you in paperwork.

I'll put a dozen of my best lawyers in

this 24 hours a day to make sure your name

is more synonymous with failure than it

already is.

Oh, and I almost forgot.

We don't validate parking!

Do you know what you could do with 50,000

dollars?

Do you have any idea how many birds you

could buy with that?

Flocks!

You know what?

Not that it really matters, but I'm out.

Yeah.

That's right.

I quit, man.

I'm going to find another lawyer.

And this is already my

personal frickin nightmare, and

I'm not sticking around to

see if it can get any worse.

Butterfingers.

No!

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait,

wait, wait, wait.

Why didn't you settle?

That's what we do here.

We settle.

Dottie, what do we do here?

We settle.

Okay, I tried to settle, but he wouldn't

let me settle.

He's a coyote.

We're not even trial lawyers.

I have a miniature golf

tournament this weekend, so

I don't even know if I'm

gonna make it in on Monday.

Plus, trial prep adds up.

Photocopies in this economy.

But if we beat Acme, then we can afford a

ton of photocopies.

We won't beat Acme.

I mean, nobody ever has, and nobody ever

will.

The truth is, even if you quit

right now, the firm is already

in the hole for Acme's legal

fees, and that's just from today.

I mean, that could close down our doors.

Look, if we lose, we lose.

If we quit, we really lose.

A lot of money.

One true goal for this trial.

It's this.

We can't look like fools, all right?

Our job is not to win this case.

Our job is to win this case.

Our job is to still be in business when

it's over.

That's the spirit.

We'll talk like lawyers.

What do real lawyers do?

They would find evidence and start making

a list of witnesses.

The bird.

He did witness every time an Acme product

malfunctioned.

He could corroborate Wiley's story.

Sure, whatever.

Add the Roadrunner to our witness list.

One more thing.

Um, where is Mr. Coyote gonna stay?

Fine, boss, be free!

All right, don't give me that look.

Yeah.

I live in a motel.

Look, I got pool access.

Uh... You know, there's no

mortgage... Never have to make my bed.

There's an incredible all-you-can-eat

seafood buffet around the corner.

Uh, tissues come out of a Daarum wall.

Ha.

Hi, Jerry.

Yeah, hi,

I need another room for a few nights.

Not near me, please.

He's not a pet.

He looks like a pet.

Who rents a separate room for their pets?

Cherry, come on.

I've been living here for almost five

years.

You know me.

No pets.

Okay.

You want to do this?

Legally speaking, a pet is a

domesticated or tamed animal

kept as a companion in or

outside an individual's residence.

This is Mr. Coyote.

He is my client.

He's not my pet nor anyone's pet in the

eyes of the law.

And as such, that sign or any rule that

accompanies it does not apply to him.

All right?

It does not say no animals.

And just my unbiased

opinion, he may actually

have a case against

you for discrimination.

Yeah.

He pees on the rug.

It's on you.

All right, deal.

But I would need a full workup of urine

analysis.

I mean, it's a motel.

Plenty of people pee on the rug.

Oh, right next door.

Of course.

Coming

up next, a mouse breaks the sound barrier

in Guadalajara.

One week more to catch Albuquerque's

annual carrot festival.

While it's still in town, are you having

fun?

We are.

You're kind of a psychopath, aren't you?

Watch and learn.

So we take the subpoena like so.

Just cover it with copious amounts of

birdseed.

Roadrunner eats the birdseed, grabs a

subpoena, and boom.

He's legally obligated to show up to

court.

Instant Roadrunner trap.

He's got a g*n.

Beep, beep.

Is this some kind of inside thing with you

guys?

Is everyone clear on our plan?

No.

Nah.

Yes.

Paige, what's our plan?

So we have to prove to a jury that acne

cartoon products are at fault for every

accident that Wiley's had going back

years.

So we are going to take pictures and we're

going to gather evidence.

And we're going to put the evidence in

little bags.

And we're going to interview experts and

witnesses.

And we're going to highlight big books of

photocopied documents.

And we're going to pound the pavement and

we're going to study up.

And we're going to try and catch our big

eyewitness by leaving

a nice note in the desert.

And if we follow my

plan by the end of this,

we'll have enough

evidence to take acne down.

We really have nothing.

I mean, I kind of assumed that we'd have

nothing, but this is nothing.

All rise.

The Court of the Second Judicial Circuit

of Albuquerque is now in session.

The Honorable Judge Trapa Grosso presided.

You may be seated.

Human.

Human.

Quiet!

My name is Judge Trapa Grosso.

The name of the case is Coyote versus

Acme.

I am not a loosey-goosey judge.

I am a no-nonsense, no-silly-stuff judge.

Is that understood?

Yes.

Mr. Crane.

We live in a great country, don't we?

Because it's one that values freedom above

all else.

You're free to live your life any way you

see fit.

Could mean living in the desert.

Out in a cave.

Spending your days chasing after a bird.

Who is much, much faster than you.

But that, that is your right.

As an American.

But that freedom, it comes with great

responsibility.

If you were to take a

m*ssile, for instance,

and you were to glue handlebars to it.

Well, that's, that's your choice.

But we expect you to

understand that that m*ssile and

those handlebars, they

aren't designed to catch birds.

What I will prove to this jury is that

man, Wile E.

Coyote, he is reckless.

And all of his injuries are

self-inflicted.

I mean, we won't condemn him, you or I.

We all know who's responsible.

As clear as the desert sky.

I think I just laid an egg.

God bless America.

God bless the troops.

Damn, that was really good.

Oh, uh, please don't write that down.

And, and, please don't write that down.

Or, or, that down.

Mr. Avery.

Um, now, uh, now what, what did the,

uh, defense say we're gonna argue?

Huh?

I mean, I know the answer to it.

I know the answer.

I'm not asking you a question.

I mean, it is, it is a question.

But it's a question that I'm asking to me.

Let me start over.

Let me start over.

Objection.

To my start.

So the defense said that we were gonna

argue that, uh, the

products are dangerous.

And that acne is negligent in,

uh, selling them.

I, I do really agree with all that.

I mean, it's not fancy, but it's true.

Um, if, uh, sorry.

One second, please.

One sec...

Wiley, we don't need evidence right now.

Mr. Avery.

Okay, okay.

Excuse me, Your Honor.

My client would like me to show you this

defective acne rocket skate.

And as you can see, there's a faulty on

switch.

Nothing.

God bless America.

God, uh, bless the troops.

Opening arguments today in Coyote v.

Acme.

Sources close to the case report that Acme

is doing a fantastic job protecting their

brand and dignity, while the plaintiff

appears hungry and afraid.

More after this.

One week more to catch

Albuquerque's annual

carrot festival while it's still in town.

Yeah?

241, we've been getting noise complaints

about a loud TV.

Seriously?

It's the TV you're having a problem with.

Okay, I'll turn it...

Are you having fun?

We, uh...

Cherry, I turned it off.

Meem.

What's up, Doc?

Who's this?

I, uh, can't tell you.

I want to, but I can't.

A pickle, ain't it?

You sure you have the right number?

Your trial.

I think I may be able to help you with

Acme.

What?

I have information that could stop Acme.

For good.

Oh my God, you could stop this case?

If this gets out, it'll all be over.

I have an associate with information.

If they figure out what he knows,

he's a sitting duck.

Well, who?

Where do I find him?

Write this down.

I'm only gonna say it once.

Okay, okay.

Grabbing a pen.

Hang on, hang on.

666 Gary Road Drive.

That doesn't sound like a place I want to

go.

Look for a check.

Acme has ears and eyes and ears

everywhere.

And they've made people disappear.

Don't forget that.

I won't.

Will I be able to contact you again?

Mr. Leghorn.

Buddy, I say buddy, you little rascal,

you.

That was Bora Bora.

The tax haven's so nice, they named it

twice.

So I say I heard we have ourselves a

lawsuit in the animated sector.

Talk to PR about this.

You know, it's a local paper.

And pretty flattering.

You know, I'm gonna win this case as fast

as I can.

But in the meantime,

I think things like this

make us look pretty

good in the public eye.

Not ideal, but you know, it's like k*lling

two birds with one stone.

Uh, one stone.

Two birds, one stone.

What a vile expression.

I only... Rotten.

We both know it would be very,

I say very unpleasant for everyone

involved if anything bigger, I say bigger,

were to become public.

Oh, mysterious collar.

It's so cool.

So what do you sound like?

I don't know.

He's kind of like, eh, what's up,

doc?

I have information.

Chomp, chomp, chomp.

He's like chewing on a cr*cker or

something.

Okay.

Well, math is saying it should be right

here.

It's just a wall.

Jack!

God.

Is there a Jack anywhere?

Wait.

What's that?

Oh, that kind of Jack.

Somebody's got a sense of humor.

There's a duck, and he is sitting.

Feels a bit easy.

Well, good thing I like easy.

Excuse me.

Hi, uh, my name is Kevin Avery.

This is Paige.

I'm a personal injury attorney.

Well, look who decided to show up.

Oh, great.

Thank you.

I wasn't sure if you knew we were coming.

You're a little late, and you're still

wearing that hideous suit.

Take your pants off right over there,

please, and, um, strike a pose.

Uh, no.

It's so difficult to find nude models

these days.

Sit down.

Uh... Lasperella?

Eh, we're all right.

Thank you.

Disrobe and pretend you're thinking.

I expect this is going to take a few

hours.

Yeah, um, we had an

anonymous caller say that

you might have some important information.

Yeah, information that can help us end our

case quickly.

Information?

Yes.

About acne?

Acne?

Uh, yes.

Acne.

Acme?

Acme?

After all this, they call me Staffy?

The world is Staffy!

Acme?

Ac-you!

You'll never get it out of me!

I'll tell you everything.

Your face is covered in acne!

He really shouldn't be here.

I agree, Doctor.

Not staring at Sophia

for any, uh, pantsless modeling gig.

Look, I'm a horse!

I'm a horse!

Well, we drove him crazy and we got... a

canipate.

Well, it could be important.

Clearly, he's been holding

onto this for a while, so... Wait.

That's all, folks.

Are we the folks?

Do you think we're gonna get kidnapped?

Held to ransom?

I feel so alive!

So, what do you think it is?

Thanks.

That looks unspeakably dangerous.

And yet he walked in anyway.

Wait, what are you doing?

I'm following Wily.

Now I just look like a loser if I stay out

here.

Coming into the tunnel.

Hello?

I bet they don't tell you

to walk down mysterious

tunnels in your fancy classes at Oxford.

I bet they discourage you, actually.

Actually, I thought about majoring in

mysterious tunnels.

No, you didn't.

Yeah, I did.

What have we got here?

I found a message!

What does it say?

It says, Daffy, I'm not sure how long I

have.

I hope this message gets to you.

Things have gone awry with Project

Sisyphus.

Sisyphus?

What is Project Sisyphus?

Acme is watching my every move,

and I have a feeling I'm in grave danger.

If

you see this message, please send help.

Dr. Laurie.

Captain!

Crane!

Go!

Go!

Go!

Go!

Go!

Did I not say unspeakably dangerous?

Didn't I say those exact words?

No.

I did.

Okay.

What could this mean?

Project Sisyphus?

I don't know.

I don't know.

All right.

What?

What just happened?

What?

Boss, I think they're on to us.

Okay.

So Sisyphus is from Greek mythology.

And he was punished by the gods and made

to roll a boulder up a hill every day.

But it would just roll right back down for

eternity.

Huh.

And it was also what Daffy was painting.

So what?

That's not evidence.

None of this is going to help us win a

trial.

All right.

This is... It's all just a waste of our

time.

We have a client who, no offense,

can't read a warning label.

We have piles and piles of stuff that he

himself broke.

We have nothing, Paige.

Well, you've been settling Acme cases for

years.

And you have never stopped to think and

see a pattern.

A pattern?

Yes.

My clients go boom, and two seconds later,

they're fine.

Nobody cares.

So that makes it okay?

Boom, $100, that's fair?

This case can make it right.

This is your opportunity to really show

people what you're capable of.

Yeah, but that only works if I don't lose.

And why do you assume you're going to

lose?

Are you kidding?

It is really super easy to lose.

And it's better you learn that now.

You know, everyone thought I was crazy for

coming here.

But I didn't want to just go to some big

law firm and help the

rich guys get richer.

I thought...

I thought you were actually still a real

lawyer.

Yeah, me too.

So, uh, what is it about the Roadrunner?

There are no words.

You know, I envy you, really.

You know, it must be nice to have such a

clear goal.

I mean, I used to have that, I think.

You know, I was hungry, and I was chasing.

But I didn't like the pressure of having

to always win.

And I got burnt out on trying.

Anyway, you're a really good listener.

Hey!

What are you doing?

Stop!

Wiley!

Stop!

Stop!

Ah!

There's a trap!

Stop!

Stop!

Stop!

Stop!

Stop!

We were having a heart-to-heart!

Wait!

Wiley!

You can't make that jump!

Wiley!

You made it.

Well, you go a long way to make a point.

Hey, Wiley.

Thanks.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Are you sitting down?

Uh, yes.

Well, Sal's not.

Is that gonna be a problem?

Wiley is conning us.

The only reason he's doing this case is to

catch and k*ll the

Roadrunner during the trial.

That's not good.

It's all just part of a plot.

He's just using us so he'll put the bird

on the witness stand.

If the Roadrunner shows up to court,

it'll be chaos.

I'll look like a fool.

If the firm will fold, we'll be mattress

salesmen.

That's kind of demeaning to mattress

salesmen.

Fine.

We'll be, uh, garbage men.

Come in.

Okay.

Garbage people.

My dad's garbage people.

Okay.

I'm just really nervous about letting

Wiley back into this courtroom.

Without Wiley, there's no trial.

With no trial, there's no firm.

And without the firm, we

are... We gonna be broke.

I hate to suggest lying

to a dog, but you're gonna

have to convince him that

the Roadrunner will be there.

Paige, I was wrong.

See what you can find out about Project

Sisyphus and how it's connected to ACME.

Great.

I'm already on it.

Okay.

Hi.

I was just wondering if a Dr. Laurie still

lives here?

They listen, you know.

Would you like some tea, dearie?

It was a very happy marriage.

He used to work long days,

but would still come home and

play the piano for me for

hours, because he loved me.

He knew how much I loved it.

We had 87 years together.

I am grateful.

Um, when did Dr. Laurie pass away,

if you don't mind me asking?

Oh, he's not dead.

He's missing.

He went to work one day with our little

bird, and I never saw

either of them again.

They told me he ran off with his

secretary, but I don't think so.

His secretary was a penguin.

What can you tell me about Project

Sisyphus?

What?

Which day what?

Oh, which day is the Roadrunner

testifying?

Any day now.

Why, do you have any particular reason for

wanting to catch up with him?

Okay, well, I'll keep you posted.

I need this Roadrunner.

Absolutely.

Why exactly?

He's the only one that's seen every time

this moron's used our

products incorrectly.

I had to bet.

He's holding a grudge.

Go out there and you burn with me.

How hard could it be to catch a bird?

Heh, heh, heh.

I am sick.

I will punch a baby

bear in his... Give me lip.

I'm gonna send you to the yard.

Get a stick.

Make a switch.

I can end the conversation real quick.

I've been a liar.

I can kick a lion in his crack.

I'm the... I will fall off in your crib.

Take a deep.

Hit your... On the... Get your... My

husband was the head inventor of animated

products at Acme.

He was so excited when he got the job.

He wanted to make things that really

helped cartoons.

Like the anti-lump pump.

An eraser of stinky lines.

Oh, and this anti-predator spray.

Hello?

After a while, things changed.

He didn't like what was going on.

And then he disappeared.

Recently, I've been getting phone calls.

Sometimes they hang

up, but sometimes... Me?

What's up, doc?

I don't know the man on the telephone.

I don't know where my dear husband is.

But I know Project Sisyphus is the reason

he's gone.

Project Roadkill in T-3...

2... 1... Sir, this is the

target looking at us.

Meep, meep.

Did we catch him?

So...

Obviously...

We hit a speed bump.

Does it itch?

Yes.

But I'm afraid to touch it.

You eyes and ears out there.

What happened?

What did you see?

Well, I taught Utah.

You taught Utah?

I don't pay you to tink Utah.

I pay you to talk.

Utah!

Utah?

Or you taught Utah?

Because you just said you taught Utah.

I did.

I did talk.

What did you teach?

What did you talk?

A breakdown on the eastern perimeter.

Ultimately, that's where he ran off.

That roadrunner is very, very fast,

sir.

No!

Step your game up, Bird.

They're getting too close.

I don't just want him scared.

I want him ruined.

I want him to stop digging around.

You know what happened to Dr. Lorry.

You want the same thing to happen to your

granny.

No!

Please!

I'll get him tonight!

I... I...

Hey, great job, big dog.

Shut up, Patches!

Absolutely, sir.

Want to say another word?

No!

No!

Doctor Lorry, will you listen to me?

I really need you tonight.

Uh, uh, uh... An detective will

help me with today's search!

Uh, uh... I wish I could say more, but

Acme has ears and

eyes and ears everywhere.

That's evidence.

Okay, that's enough.

Wiley, Wiley, Wiley.

Stop that.

Is there some kind of plan to this?

There it is.

Wait.

I know this song.

From where?

I don't know.

It's like a TV show or an ad or...

Wait.

Albuquerque's annual Carrot Festival.

Okay.

What is that?

A festival of carrots in Albuquerque.

It happens every year, annually.

Hello?

Mystery caller?

Mystery caller, who called me?

Tell him we're from Avery Jones and

Maltese.

We're from Avery Jones and Maltese.

You can show yourself at any time.

So, uh, what is up, Doc?

Who's there?

I'll never tell you, Mac.

I'm a creature of the night, a shadow that

moves.

You'll never figure out who I am.

Oh, my.

Oh, heavens.

You've seen my face.

Don't look at me.

I'm too... beautiful.

Mystery caller?

I tell you, the budget

has been bumbling and

stumbling your way

through this case for weeks.

You're lucky you have me on your side.

Hey, you been followed?

Got eyes on you?

Caught by a red light camera?

Spotted by a drone?

Have you been... bugged?

This is just getting embarrassing now.

Look, I got, like, a million questions for

you.

Why didn't you call again?

What happened to Dr. Laurie?

And what can you tell us about Project

Sisyphus?

Enough with the questions, Counselor.

This calls for a flashback.

Dr. Laurie was the head inventor of acne

cartoon products, you see.

He built some amazing things.

Essentials, like the quick change machine.

One day, they sent an executive from

corporate to oversee things.

The guy was a real toy.

Suddenly, there was a lot of secrets.

They called it Project Sisyphus.

Under the new management, the test became

increasingly reckless.

I'm not sure I understand.

What was it all for?

They weren't inventing products for

cartoons.

They were using cartoons to invent

products.

Dr. Laurie told them this was wrong, and

that their tests were harmful to cartoons.

He pleaded with them to put an end to it.

But instead, they put an end to him.

Everyone who worked on

Project Sisyphus is either

missing, were forced to

work for acne, or quacked.

And when did the program end?

Don't you see?

It never ended.

It evolved.

Instead of testing

dangerous products in the

lab, they let them

out into the real world.

Yes.

Wiley's rocket skates, they were designed

to backfire.

Now you're getting it.

The more something breaks,

the more a cartoon gets hurt,

the more data to make better

acne products for humans.

Exactly, exactly.

Wiley, you're what they call a high usage

user.

They let you boom and splat and bang for

years and years.

Knowing full well the toll.

Would you testify to this in court?

The world needs to hear this.

No, no, no.

You need someone on the inside to spill

the beans.

Get the head of PR at Acme to testify.

He's a master of spin.

His name is... Uh-oh.

That's my cue.

They didn't.

Hey, if anyone asks,

tell them your informant

was a little hunter with a funny hat.

We're all counting on you.

Bye.

Yeah, that's great.

No one's going to get through that door.

Any added security is great.

Will you tell us your role at Acme for the

record?

Okay, great.

If he says anything wrong, we'll get him

out of here.

Done.

And what does your role as PR

representative entail?

Well, Acme.

So you have authority to speak for Acme.

What can you tell us about Project

Sisyphus?

Mr. Devil, what is Project Sisyphus?

Project Sisyphus, may I remind you,

you are under oath.

Puddin'!

Objection?

Counselors, approach the bench.

This case is turning my courtroom into a

circus.

They just ejected my witness!

We don't know that.

Uh... The devil!

I couldn't agree more.

I'd like to file a motion to exclude all

evidence submitted by the prosecution.

Save the original pair of rocket skates.

All else is overreaching.

Motion granted.

Are you kidding?

Thank you, your honor.

Now in response, I'd like to file a motion

for dismissal due to lack of evidence.

Motion granted.

I'm tired of all this bunk.

You're not allowed to say that.

That's the beauty of being a judge.

I can say whatever I want.

Mis-trial?

There, I said it.

Case dismissed.

Case dismissed.

It

was a miscarriage of justice, but it was

not a surprise.

The Acme Corporation has

knowingly been putting dangerous

products into the hands

of cartoons for decades.

Acme has gone to great

lengths to cover up an

insidious plot that they

call Project Sisyphus.

They have threatened the safety of myself

and my client.

Look.

Bombs, boulders, pianos.

They will stop at nothing.

But myself and my associates, we will keep

fighting.

I mean, these companies think they can do

whatever they want

and get away with all of it.

Because they do.

We're sick of it.

And it stops now.

So we're getting ready to launch a...

Excuse me a moment.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Wiley!

More chaos in court today after the Acme

trial was dismissed.

By the very fair and honorable Judge Tropo

Grosso.

The plaintiffs made their objections known

by wrestling a six-foot cartoon rocket.

It's all good.

Nothing to see here.

Is that your car?

Hey, Paige.

Have you seen?

What?

Your speech.

It's the number one trending news item in

the country right now.

It's everywhere.

What?

Do you like my speech?

Well, and the car exploding, I think is a

part of it.

What?

Well...

I I I get it.

I I I I I

Wait, where are you going?

What?

Wiley, no, you can't go.

I need you in DC.

I mean, this is the big showdown.

If you don't show up, there's no hearing.

This whole thing will have been for

nothing.

The Roadrunner will be there.

Yeah, of course, he'll be there.

Yeah, he's coming.

I promise.

I promise.

It's over.

Come on.

What do you say?

The whole world will be watching.

And he'll be there.

All right.

Good.

Come on.

Let's go.

What initially seemed

to be a case of routine

product malfunction has

turned into a David vs.

Goliath tale as old as time.

We'd like to wish our furry little friend

good luck in DC.

We're rooting for you, Wiley.

And we always were.

Next time on Day One...

When a company is this successful, there's

always someone looking to tear it down.

But our hands are clean.

Flight attendants prepare for landing.

Sorry about that initial wrong turn out of

Albuquerque, folks.

No more warrants.

I don't care if you kidnap him, run him

out of town, or throw him down a hole, No.

Wiley Coyote will not be at the hearing

tomorrow.

Are we clear?

Yes, boss.

We'll clear.

Please be quiet.

Wiley, please be quiet.

Look, I promise you what I have to do is

more important than what you have to do.

There's been a change of plans.

He... he couldn't make it, right?

Fine.

You think I would drag

the Roadrunner out here so

you could destroy me in

front of the entire world?

Yeah, I know you just wanted him in that

courtroom so you could

catch him and eat him.

Why would I help you do that?

Okay, yeah, I lied.

I lied.

I needed you to stay with this case.

But you know what?

You lied to me.

Huh?

You misled me.

You made me think that this case was about

something.

And it is.

You know, this is way bigger than the

Roadrunner.

Did you not even process what the rabbit

said?

You're a high-usage user.

I mean, look at all this stuff.

You're addicted.

Every expl*si*n, every time you fell to

the bottom of a canyon, Acme wanted that.

You know, I changed around my whole life

for you.

My entire routine.

You're probably all gonna blow up in my

face because you wanted a drumstick.

Oh, myself?

You have only cared about your plan this

entire time.

Oh, the Roadrunner.

The Roadrunner.

I'm so sick of this Roadrunner.

You're never gonna catch him!

Okay?

You just... you really aren't.

Just stop trying.

Yeah?

Hey, Kev.

Look, I didn't want to have to tell you

this right before the hearing, but, uh.

..

We've spent every last cent on this trial.

We're out of money.

So, what does that mean?

It means, unless there's

some kind of miracle,

there's not gonna be

a firm to come back to.

I made you guys appointments to donate

plasma next week.

I can't go.

I don't want to put this kind of pressure

on you.

We just thought you should know.

Okay.

Uh,

what is the holdup?

He's in the bathroom.

Looks like you had a rough night,

huh?

Oh, thanks for your believable concern.

Come on.

Do you really want to go out there?

I mean...

All those cameras?

Pressure?

What is this?

It's everything you ever wanted.

Freedom from responsibility.

That's no strings attached.

That is under the table.

That's for you.

All I gotta do is walk out this door right

now.

I mean, come on.

I really want to just keep doing the same

thing over and over again.

Try, fail, try, fail.

Expecting a different result.

I just realized that, uh...

Yeah.

I do.

You get the gist.

Oh my god, you look like a stuntman.

Is Wiley here?

He's not with you?

I haven't seen him since

we were going 80 miles

an hour on the highway

strapped to a refrigerator.

What the hell?

I thought you guys were in the hotel room

next to me.

I feel so left out.

I really screwed up.

He knows the roadrunner's not coming.

He knows I lied.

Ugh.

I'm a jerk.

I should have been honest with him.

It just seemed easier.

Mr. Aveway.

Uh, thank you.

Thank you for joining us today.

We are here to determine whether or not

Acme products are a danger to society.

Uh, where was your client?

I'm, uh, not entirely sure, to be honest.

Senator Fudd, the fact that Mr. Coyote

hasn't deemed it necessary to grace us

with his presence at the

scheduled time should

tell you all you need to

know about his character.

Hmm.

I think this does tell us a lot.

Look.

My client has a long history with Acme.

He's been using their products for

decades.

Why is that, if they're so... dangerous?

Well, he doesn't have a choice,

really.

Acme has a monopoly over all the tools

required for Mr. Coyote's work.

His work?

I have here that he's unemployed and

living in a cave.

It's true.

It's true.

It's a fact.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

Pursuant to Sylvester V.

Gonzales, chase by predator is a legal

occupation under the law.

He may not get a salary, but he works.

In fact, he's one of the most hardworking

people I've ever met.

And he's brave.

He will walk out onto the tiniest rope

over the largest canyon.

He'll straddle a rocket that he's glued

handlebars to without batting an eye.

I mean...

Uh...

Sorry.

Look.

When Mr. Coyote first

walked into my office, I

was the laziest person

you could ever imagine.

I didn't want to work.

I didn't want to try anything.

Because deep down, I didn't want to fail.

But he's not afraid of that.

No matter what happens, he picks himself

up.

He tries again and again and again and

again.

He would never think of quitting.

He wakes up every morning with purpose and

with hope.

And I think everyone should be inspired by

that.

I know I am.

You don't need signs anymore.

Thank you for coming back.

Mr. Weghorn, thank you for taking the time

from your busy schedule.

Now we've requested that Mr. Avery ask you

a few questions.

I've been studying this guy in interviews.

He's a blowhard.

He's a huge ego.

Here I am, son.

All right.

I can work with that.

Mr. Leghorn, are you aware of the ACME

program known as Project Sisyphus?

I am familiar with the name.

Okay.

And how would you explain the type of

program that it is to this committee?

Well, it's one of research and

development.

Great.

So you're constantly innovating your

cartoon product line to make it better?

Yes, son.

Okay.

That makes sense.

But if you're studying

these products so closely,

why are they malfunctioning so frequently?

That sounds like something you might

tinker with.

Well, son, business is complex.

Okay.

Now, does any of the

information that you get from

Project Sisyphus go into

developing the human line?

Sure.

Sure?

Okay.

So you admit it.

He just admitted it.

Did you hear that?

He admitted it.

You're intentionally giving

dangerous products to cartoons,

willfully causing pain to

millions in this process?

You think progress isn't worth a little

pain?

A little discomfort?

It is, son.

It always has been.

Besides, nothing we've done today or any

other day is ill*gal.

Isn't that right, Mr. Leghorn?

Absolutely.

Absolutely.

The law is completely

on our side here, and so

is the popular opinion

of the silent majority.

Thank you, Mr. Crane.

Mr. Leghorn.

And another thing.

Take a seat, son.

I'm asking the questions here.

Take a seat, son.

There's nothing cuter than this

prosecutor.

I am reminded of my days as a little

rooster on the porch.

My home sweet home.

I'm on my way to a poultry farm,

where I learned a valuable lesson.

Cartoons are resilient.

Hit us with a mallet, throw us off a

cliff.

We can take it.

Speaking as a cartoon, I think it could

even be a little bit funny.

Am I right?

So what's a little pain for the great

good?

Pain is a part of life.

And if there's is a little pain,

it's a lot.

And it's valuable.

You like that comfortable rubber in those

shoes there, don't you, son?

Well, that's duty-free.

We developed it by bouncing it one million

times off the face of a cartoon.

Those tornado pills became jet propellers.

That high-speed tonic got us to the moon.

So yes, yes, our cartoon products

sometimes do explode.

Sometimes they do backfire.

Sometimes they push the boundaries of

gravity and science.

But do you all want to live in a world

without new?

Without progress?

Now, what is it you always say,

Mr. Crane?

Can't make an omelet without breaking a

few eggs.

Well, that's right!

And in this case, if that egg is

something...

lowlife, cave-dwelling desert dog with no

connections, no family, no friends...

I'm sorry, but so be it.

No harm, no foul.

That is not an accurate depiction of my

client.

Well, I was under the

impression that no one

would speak on his

behalf apart from his lawyer.

Is there anyone in the

whole wide world who

cares what happens to the coyote at all?

Mr. Runner, we will be asking you a series

of yes or no questions.

Two beeps for yes, one beep for no.

Do you understand?

Beep, beep.

Are you a bird?

Beep, beep.

Are you easy to catch?

Beep.

Okay, good.

Are you familiar with a Mr. Wiley coyote?

Beep, beep.

Have you witnessed

Mr. Coyote using any acne

products while in your

presence in the desert?

Beep, beep.

Have those products always failed?

Beep, beep.

Mr. Runner, have you been a witness to Mr.

Coyote's pain and suffering?

Beep, beep.

Yeah, me too.

Would you call him a friend?

Beep, beep.

Well, thank you Mr. Runner.

Thank you for coming here today.

Did you have something additional you'd

like to say?

Beep, beep.

All right, the floor is yours to add to

the record.

Beep, beep.

Beep, beep.

Beep, beep.

Beep, beep.

Bye.

Are you coming back?

Mr. Avery, I must admit, I am very,

very moved.

However, you have offered

no proof of ACME's culpability

other than the pain and suffering

of this one singular coyote.

Therefore, as much as it pains me,

you leave me no other choice.

All in agreement to dismiss this

investigation, say aye.

Aye.

Try... or fail.

Well, no hard feelings, boys.

It's a tough world out there.

Better luck next time.

I think those are the birds you're looking

for.

Go for it.

Don't

you laugh and I don't pay you to laugh!

Well, we tried.

We tried.

And thank you, uh, both, for pushing me.

Wait.

What's going on?

Hey, look!

What is this?

They all want to sue ACME.

Even after how poorly you did,

they trust you.

Avery Jones and Maltese.

Hey!

Can you believe it?

Can't.

Oh, uh, something's in your office

apparently that's very important.

Okay, we got it.

Hey, Counselor.

You put up a good fight

at Congress, but nothing

says guilty better than

some cold, hard evidence.

Here's a gift from yours truly from inside

the doors at ACME.

What's this?

It's about five years' worth of cases.

It's like we got our work cut out for us.

Shocking new developments in the unfolding

ACME case today.

Newly leaked footage from Project Sisyphus

triggered a pre-dawn raid on company

headquarters that quickly led to the

arrest of Buddy Crane, ACME's chief legal

counsel and CEO Foghorn Leghorn, for their

participation in the alleged misconduct.

I'm a cage-free rooster!

Also at the scene, investigators

rescued Dr. Peter Lorre,

an ACME scientist who went

missing over 30 years ago.

His upcoming testimony regarding Project

Sisyphus promises to

bring the truth to light.

Oh, dearie!

Don't be a stranger.

Well,

the sky's the limit.

Sky's the limit.

A little pause.

..

and we are back.