[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]
I can't believe you roped me into helping you babysit
your nieces and nephews 'til 4:00.
-[CHOMPS] -[GRUNTS] That's it!
I gotta get some fresh air.
Sheesh. One more second in there and I was gonna go...
Bonkers? [YELPS]
[TOYS CLATTERING]
[GROANS] I'm so bored.
[CRASHES]
Finally, my best friend is here.
Doesn't look like much.
Hey, pal, you can't just take someone as your hostage
and expect them to be your best friend.
-On the contrary, I can. -[BEEPS]
[SLAMMING]
SECURITY: Premises are secure.
Wow. Hey, best friend. Love your room.
Super cool. [STRAINING]
I can't tell you how long I've been looking forward to this.
[THUMPS]
[WEAKLY] I'm good.
All right, tell you what.
I'll be the best friend you've always wanted until 4:00.
You'll do everything I say?
Everything. 'Til four.
It's 1:00 now, that gives us three hours.
Okay. Deal.
Go.
Go... What?
Ugh, you're exhausting!
Entertain me.
-A best friend doesn't... -Entertain me.
Look, I need music, a stage, a spot...
Light.
[WHISPERS] Entertain me.
♪ I'm gonna lay down my heavy load, yeah
♪ Down by the river side, yeah
-♪ Down by the river -Wait. Wait, wait a minute
-[MUSIC STOPS] -Yeah?
Lame.
[FUNKY MUSIC PLAYING]
Too 80's.
-[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING] -Parkour. Parkour. Parkour.
[THUMPS]
Maybe you should take an improv class.
You know, when you're friends with someone, you connect with each other.
-Fine. Let's play tag. -Great.
-[SLAPS] -Tag. You're it.
-[MUTTERS] Fine. -No tag backs.
Let's play some baseball. America's pastime.
I'm ready. Throw me the ball.
Okay, kid, here comes the old pepper.
-Right down the old alleyway. -[SMASHES]
Bad throw.
You didn't even move your mitt.
You gotta work with me here, kid.
Here comes the high heat!
-[SMASHES] -Bad throw again.
For this to work, you have to at least try to catch the ball.
-You make me catch it. -[SIGHS]
This spoiled, good for nothing...
All right, kid, here comes the spicy mustard!
-[ZOOMS] -[THUDS]
Great catch. By me.
Now make me throw it back.
All right.
Okay! Here's a little ball on that pepper.
Right down the mustard hallway.
You're saying it wrong.
You say it right for me, then.
You know what? Forget it. It's fine.
-[ZOOMS] -Nice throw.
-[ZOOMS] -Nice catch.
-[ZOOMS] -Nice throw. Nice catch.
Nice throw. Nice catch.
Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop.
I feel like you're just phoning it in.
Look, pal, playing requires two people.
Forget it. I'm tired.
-I don't want to play anymore. -[THUMPS]
Put this away.
[MUTTERING] Gotta be kidding me.
The kid can't even pick up his own toys.
Well, the good thing about baseball
is that it always eats up a lot of time...
[GROANS] 1:05!
How is that even possible?
I'm hungry. Make me some mac and cheese.
Fine.
Here you go, kid.
-[SPLATS] -Too cheesy.
[GROANS]
[GRUNTING]
How about now?
-Too mac-y. -[BOWL CLATTERS]
-Too yellow. -[BOWL CLATTERS]
-Too bland. -[BOWL CLATTERS]
-Too al dente. -[BOWL CLATTERS]
-Okay, mister. -[MURMURING]
I'm going to make you the greatest mac and cheese ever.
[SHOUTING] And you're gonna love it.
[CACKLES]
Oh, my...
It's immaculate in cheese.
Okay, kid.
Get ready to bow down in humble adoration.
-[CRASHES] -I'm not hungry anymore.
I slaved over that culinary creation for over an hour!
More like two minutes, actually.
BOY: We still get to play for hours.
What is going on around here?
How is it even possible
that we've been doing all these activities together
and that clock that's right next to you...
Oh.
Okay.
I'm off to find something else for us to do
with my back completely turned.
Walking out of the room.
Yes, out of the room. Not turning back.
Not doing it.
-A-ha! -[CLATTERING]
You keep moving the clock back!
I did everything you asked.
I entertained you. I made mac and cheese.
I played ball with you.
And you cheated. That's not what friends do to each other.
[MUFFLED] I'm sorry.
I just wanted someone to play with me.
What'd you say?
I just wanted a friend.
-Someone I could hang around. -[KEYPAD BEEPING]
You can go now.
Don't feel bad, kid. I got an idea.
You know, babysitting is actually pretty fun after all.
-[CHITTERING] -[GIGGLING]
BOY: They're biting me!
NARRATOR: America, 1805.
President Elmer Fudd had only been in office a few months
before he realized he had a problem.
Porky, I realized I have a problem.
Well, Mr. President, I'm ready to help out
[STAMMERING] in any way I... I can... I'm able.
We used to have a map of our entire country.
But I was eating lunch
and spilled marinara sauce all over it.
And now it's ruined.
Therefore, I need you to venture forth
and look for the ocean.
This is a very dangerous mission.
And only the bravest,
the most rugged frontiersman can handle the task.
-Are you that explorer? -[SQUEAKS]
[STAMMERING] You... You... You be...
Did somebody say, "Explorer"?
Whoo-hoo!
Allow me to introduce myself.
Daffy Duck. World famous explorer at your service.
Oh, thank goodness.
I thought it was just gonna be the pig.
The two of you can partner up
and find the Northwest Passage together.
Hold on there, Mount Baldie.
I work alone, catch my drift?
Sorry, Mr. Duck, but I need you
to take an official government representative.
And Porky here is official?
How did you know my name?
"Porky" is your name?
Listen, buster. Just stay out of my way.
You might just well learn something.
Let the exploring begin!
Um, excuse me, chum.
Could you point me to the exit?
The fate of the United States of America
is in the hands of those two nincompoops?
NARRATOR: And so the nincompoops
begin their journey across the rocky terrain.
Pick up the pace, boys.
-We've got exploring to do! -[CRASHES]
Some knucklehead put a mountain here.
Why don't we take that shortcut?
Oh, sure. Great idea.
-[CRASHING] -For a Yankee.
Come on. Greatness awaits!
I always wanted to climb a precipice.
Huzzah!
Hey, what's the hold up?
[STRAINING]
[GROANS]
Okay. One quick boost, pork rind.
How's that for teamwork, pork chop?
What about the mule?
Right.
-[WIND BLOWING] -[SHOUTS]
-[PORKY GRUNTING] -What the...
[WOOSHING]
Hey!
-[SIGHS] -Now don't move.
-[PORKY GRUNTING] -Oh, for Pete's sake.
-[GRUNTING] -Fine. I get it.
[DAFFY HUFFING]
[SIGHS] Well, it's all downhill from here.
Nuts.
[GASPING]
I told you we should have taken the shortcut.
Well, Pigahontas,
how we gonna get across this
treacherous section of the river?
I'm not going to cross it. I'm going around it.
A real explorer doesn't go around.
He forges across.
-[CRASHING] -[SCREAMS]
[WHIMPERS]
Uh, I guess I'll gently wade to shore.
-Stop panicking. -[SLAPPING]
-I'll save you. -[SLAPPING CONTINUES]
You're going to make it.
[STAMMERING] Our mule!
[EXHALES]
A real explorer doesn't need supplies or a mule.
All he needs is fire.
And, fortunately, I know how to make one.
Watch and learn.
-[CLACKING] -Uh... But, Mr. Duck...
Zip it, ham slice! I need to concentrate.
[STRAINING]
[PANTING]
[SIGHING]
It's getting so dark I can barely see.
[MUTTERING]
[EXCLAIMS] The pig is right!
We have no mule, no food, no supplies.
The light. I'm going towards the light.
I'm going towards the... You started a campfire?
I tried to tell you I had some extra matches.
I have to be honest, Mr. Duck,
I don't think you're a very good explorer.
Tell me how you really feel.
I am! You're not a good explorer.
If you've got something to say just say it to my face.
[SHOUTING] You're not a good explorer!
So what are you trying to imply here?
[EXCLAIMS] From now on, you go your way and I go mine.
-Fine. -Fine.
[BOTH MUTTERING]
Hey! You're exploring my way, bub.
-No, you're exploring... -[BOTH SCREAMING]
Ha! I discovered this nest.
-[SHRIEKING] -I discovered this eagle.
-[BOTH SHOUTING] -I discovered this bear.
[BOTH GRUNTING]
Look at her.
She's gorgeous.
[STAMMERING] What a body...
Of water.
We did it! We actually did it.
You're too late, gentlemen.
He already forged a direct route to the west.
-BOTH: The pack mule? -That's right.
In fact, we're gonna name the ocean after him.
NARRATOR: We owe a great thanks
for our beloved waters of the west
to the greatest frontiersmen who ever lived.
Me. Pacifico the mule.