♪ theme song playing ♪
♪ It's time for Animaniacs ♪
♪ And we're zany to the max ♪
♪ So just sit back and relax ♪
♪ You'll laugh till you collapse ♪
♪ We're Animaniacs! ♪
- ♪ Come join the Warner Brothers ♪ - ♪ And the Warner Sister Dot ♪
♪ Just for fun, we run around the Warner movie lot ♪
♪ They lock us in the tower whenever we get caught ♪
♪ But we break loose and then vamoose and now you know the plot ♪
♪ We're Animaniacs ♪
♪ Dot has wit and Yakko yaks ♪
♪ Wakko packs away the snacks ♪
♪ Our careers have made comebacks ♪
♪ We're Animaniacs! ♪
♪ Meet Pinky and the Brain who want to rule the universe ♪
♪ A brand new cast who tested well in focus group research ♪
♪ Gender balanced, pronoun neutral ♪
♪ And ethnically diverse ♪
♪ The trolls will say we're so passé, but we did meta first ♪
♪ We're Animaniacs ♪
♪ You should see our new contracts ♪
♪ We're zany to the max, there's baloney in our slacks ♪
♪ We're animan-ey, totally insane-y ♪
♪ Folding paper crane-ys ♪
♪ Animaniacs! Those are the facts ♪
♪
- [kids laughing] - Wow! Busy day on the lot!
Ooh! I wonder if today's the day Chuck Lorre decides
who gets to be buried in his pyramid with him.
- [tire screech] - Ooh, look! It's the Tween Twophy Awards!
[crowd screaming] [music blasting]
Ooh. Look at how many of your fans showed up, Dot!
[gasps] I guess you're gonna win an award!
But I didn't prepare a speech!
Just this long list of people I've always wanted to thank,
intertwined with humorous yet trenchant commentary on the state of the world.
- [roller skates clattering] - Whoa, whoa, whoa!
[crowd cheering continues]
Ladies and...
Who am I kidding? Just ladies.
It's my great obligation and distinct chore
to present the most important award of the day:
The Lifetime Achievement Award.
- [cheering] - Oh my goodness. This must be it!
NORA: Make some noise for...
GiGi Soda!
GiGi what-now?
[cheering]
♪ pop music ♪
[sparkling]
♪ When I wear my flower, I ♪
♪ I feel like a star ♪
♪ Whoa oh oh, whoa oh oh ♪
♪ Stream my single in, in your parents' car ♪
♪ Whoa oh oh, hey! GiGi Soda! ♪
♪ I say yeah, yeah ♪
♪ GiGi Soda! ♪
♪ I say yeah, yeah ♪
♪ GiGi Soda! ♪
♪ I say yeah, yeah ♪
♪ GiGi Soda! ♪
♪ I say yeah, yeah ♪
♪ GiGi Soda! ♪
[fireworks whistling] [crowd cheering]
Hey, everyone! I'm GiGi Soda,
your favorite celebrity-tween-kidfluencer- girlduder-with-a-groovy-'tude-er.
[Nora yells] [crash]
Aw, thanks for this super sweet award,
but the real special treasure is you guys, my fans!
- [crowd gasps] - Excuse me. I'ma let you finish,
but Dot Warner is the most influential
- girl-fluencer of all time! - Yeah!
I'm the one who deserves this Lifetime Achievement Award!
[grunts] That kid hasn't done anything
- but steal my look. - This look is for everyone!
Just like my new line of sour soda gummies.
[popping] [crowd screaming]
GiGi Soda has become
the youngest self-made bajillionaire of all time!
What have you three done recently
to help Warner Brothers make money?
Uh...
We signed up for HBO Max.
Not. Good. Enough.
[screaming] [crash]
♪
I'm going to show her who's girl-boss and take back my award!
[rustling]
♪ sneaky music ♪
[air whipping]
[ringing doorbell]
Yoo-hoo! GiGi Soda!
It's me, Wakko Warner, and I'm here to steal your award.
- [teeth rattling] - Yah!
[fighting]
[grunting]
♪ elegant music ♪
[sparkles]
[video game zapping]
Look! There's the award!
[zip]
[click, whirring]
[scraping, thud]
♪
[quiet mice squeaking]
♪ dramatic sting ♪
[screaming]
Oh, no. Is it morning already?
Oh, I must've pulled another all-nighter editing my video.
Huh? Oh... Hey!
You're the three cat-monkeys
who prank bombed my awards ceremony yesterday.
No, we aren't.
Yes, you are. I've been editing the video all night.
That kid hasn't done anything but steal my look!
She's right. You stole my beautiful look,
and now you're trying to monetize my beautiful words.
[yawn] I'd love to sort this out,
but I've got a branding session at 11:15
and my costume fitting at 11:17.
Although, I might be able to squeeze you guys in after I'm done filming
So You Think You Can Sing With a Bag Over Your Head?
Yikes. When do you get to play with all the cool things in your house?
Or all the cold things in your kitchen!
I can't believe you have a soft-serve machine.
I can't believe you have a hard-serve machine!
[popping]
That's just merchandise I'm developing for work. Speaking of,
I gotta go discuss key performance indicators in emerging markets.
Oh, I feel bad for GiGi Soda.
She's a kid, but all she does is work!
Maybe it was wrong of us to take this.
Maybe she really deserves it.
Or maybe she deserves to have three icons of children's television
help her learn how to have some good, old-fashioned fun.
Ah! [struggling]
GiGi, can you make sure you're muted? As I was saying...
[Warners cheering]
[gasps] What are you doing? I have to get back to my meeting!
No, GiGi. You need to take a break from working.
For once, just enjoy being a kid without any responsibilities.
Yeah! What's the point of a Lifetime Achievement Award
if you have no life?
♪
♪ Have you ever kicked a rotten log ♪
♪
♪ Just to see the bugs within it? ♪
[gags]
♪ You'll never find a four-leaf clover ♪
[scurrying] [screams]
♪ By adulting every minute ♪
♪ Be a kid! Just relax ♪
♪ Have a catch, play some jacks ♪
♪ Eat some dirt, skip a rock ♪
♪ Draw cool shapes with sidewalk chalk ♪
♪ Be a kid, have some fun ♪
♪ Grab some gummy worms for lunch ♪
♪ Just be a kid! ♪
♪ Be a kid ♪
♪ For once! ♪
♪ Have you ever climbed the tallest tree? ♪
- [whirring] - Aah!
♪ Or raced your friends on scooters ♪
[yelling]
♪ You haven't lived until you've skinned your knee ♪
Ow.
♪ Or eaten wings at-- ♪
GiGi, where have you been? You missed the meeting
where we decided what age you are!
We landed on 12-teen.
You see what happens when you're not there?!
Oh. I did? I'm sorry.
No, GiGi. Don't give in!
You've regressed so far today!
Remember: One step forward, two steps back.
Now, you listen to me, young lady.
If you step out of line, I've got a six-pack
of GiGi Soda-wannabes waiting to replace you!
[puppy whimpering]
♪
Then, do it because I'm not coming
to any more meetings or posting any more videos
or doing any more sponsored content!
It's time for me to be a normal kid! I quit!
- Way to stand your ground! - So proud of you!
Yes! Nice going, GiGi!
Enough of this unprofitable display of genuine emotions!
GiGi, you are getting on that candy rocket,
and we are blasting you into space
to promote your space content!
Hold on, GiGi.
I have one last thing to teach you about being a kid.
How to respect your elders.
[rumbling]
No! This rocket isn't structurally sound!
[roaring] It's made of candy...!
[screaming fades away]
Sorry I broke into your house and stole your award.
I guess there is room in this town for both of us.
You stole my award?!
Yeah, but I realized it was wrong.
And now, I'm giving it back to you.
What is the matter with you?!
You made me eat dirt, look at bugs,
and scrape my knees like a child,
and the whole time, you had my award?!
This isn't just an award!
It's a sub I can smell! [sniffs]
Ah! It's a like I can lick! [slurps]
It's a follow I can feel! [shatters]
[maniacal laugh]
[maniacal yell] [Warners screaming]
[maniacal laugh]
♪ Planet-eating warlords ♪
♪ Legion of Grimlox ♪
♪ Conquest of Earth led by ♪
♪ Dire Commander Starbox ♪
♪ When he finds a planet where beings are rife ♪
♪ We descend and consume all the sentient life ♪
♪ When he sends the signal, we start the invading
♪ Until then, we're waiting, we're waiting ♪
♪ We're waiting! ♪
[rummaging]
[sings fanfare] [Starbox struggling]
CINDY: Boom! [grumbles]
Welcome all, welcome!
For the play! Da-da-dee! [grunting, groans]
The play is about a man
who went to a overgr-- grown giant jungle.
But, wait! No! He was a ghost! Ooh! [grunts]
No. You're a man. This is an adventure play.
[squishing] So the man must wear his armor.
Yahoo, I'm going to a jungle. [gasps]
[beeping] [Starbox laughs]
And he found a temple.
He would be walking
and suddenly trip on a trip-wire... [wailing]
and then a saw blade would appear. [struggling]
[groaning] Whoosh. Oopsie!
And he'd trip on another
and a giant ball would fall.
[grunting] And he would run and run.
And maybe he'd find a vine. [choking]
Phew.
He escaped death.
And then he'd get to the treasure room,
and it was overflowing
with gold coins! [rattling]
[crashing, smashing]
[whispers] Jungles are evil...
[struggling] Evil I say
'cause they contain...
Monsters! I mean, animals that can kill you.
And harsh environment that can kill you.
And you can get lost and starve.
[grunts]
[grunting]
♪
[groans]
[air rushing]
Aah!
He's gonna chop down the trees and vines
that are in the way. But the play is not over.
He needs to go up the mountain.
[beeping]
[grunts] If you want to get up the mountain,
you have to ride your stallion.
[wailing]
We're going to the mountain! Hurrah!
♪ The fastest stallion ♪
♪ That ever lived, it raced so fast ♪
♪ That the second fastest horse ♪
♪ Was at the other side of the world when it crossed... ♪
[beeping] [excited gasp, laugh]
It was guarded by a jaguar,
a leopard, and cougar.
The leopard almost got him. [groaning]
But he dodged, and the leopard fell
in a lake full of piranhas.
Chomp chomp chomp chomp chomp...
[Starbox whimpers] [Cindy giggles]
I forgot we were doing the play. [yelling]
There was one other person who was there,
and she says, "Welcome.
"Do you know I have magic powers?
Kazam." [Starbox grumbles]
Now, it's time for the dance.
[wailing]
♪ Romantic, romantic ♪
♪ Lovey, love, love ♪
♪ Romantically love ♪
♪ Love is romantic, and I think it's neat ♪
♪ Romantic-y romantic-y, hoo-hoo ♪
[gasps] I love you, and I'll take care of you
and be your friend,
and you don't have to worry anymore. [happy sighs]
♪
She died. [church bell tolls]
[sad groan]
♪ foreboding music ♪
[gasps]
[crying]
[demonic laugh]
[screams]
[laughing]
She came back to life!
[grunts]
♪
- The end. - Ah...
CINDY: Bow. Bow.
I hope you had a good play!
[indistinct singing] [beep]
[alien babbling]
[beeping]
[zap] [grunts]
[maniacal laughing] [beeping]
- Aaaah! - I've touched a rat tail before.
[window closes]
♪ We're waiting, we're waiting ♪
♪ We're waiting! ♪
[thunder rumbling]
♪ Pinky & the Brain theme ♪
[squeaking]
Gee, Brain, what do you wanna do tonight?
The same thing we do every night, Pinky.
Try to take over the world!
[thunder]
♪
♪ They're Pinky and the Brain ♪
♪ Yes, Pinky and the Brain ♪
♪ One is a genius, the other's insane ♪
♪ They're laboratory mice ♪
♪ Their genes have been spliced ♪
♪ They're dinky, they're Pinky and the Brain ♪
♪ Brain, Brain, Brain, Brain ♪
♪
PINKY: Egad, Brain! We came all the way to London,
and all I got were these lousy fries.
And I specifically asked for chips.
Well, Pinky, there's a simple explanation for that.
Here in England, fries are called chips,
and chips are called crisps.
Oh, I get it.
He lied.
Come, Brain. We must prepare for tomorrow ni--
Quiet, you masticating moron.
We don't want the young British royal, Prince Barnaby,
and his Australian bride, the Duchess Abigail,
to see us while we take paparazzi photos. [horse neighing]
[shutter snapping] [horse snorts]
Hm...
This is far too romantic.
I know. Who would have thought?
The two of us here, in a cozy barn together...
There must be a way for me to create a more pleasing composition.
[loud growl] [Pinky yelling]
[screams]
Yes! Excellent. [shutter snaps]
Eat your heart out, Annie Leibovitz.
♪ '60s-style rock music ♪
Wh-whoa! Whoa!
[Abigail screaming]
[shutter snaps]
♪ singing in French ♪
[beeping, whirring]
[screams]
[panting]
[shutter snaps]
♪ French singing continues ♪
♪ Whoa! ♪
Ah... ah-choo!
[music fades out]
ABIGAIL: Barnaby, getting married to a prince should feel like a dream,
but it's been an absolute nightmare.
[sighs] I feel like the whole country hates me.
Never mind the tabloids, darling.
I still love you, and that's all that matters.
That and our many, many castles.
Mm... Like this one!
♪ Rule Britannia playing ♪
Hooray! We're here! [groaning]
[yelps] Mummy, I'm home!
♪
Oh, Brain, Abigail seemed a little sad,
don't you think?
By selling those photos of Abigail to the tabloids,
I have accumulated over £5 million!
Egad! We're going to have to put you on a strict liquid diet!
Only clam chowder and milkshakes from now on, my lad.
Once again, Pinky, your refusal to review
your "English to English" vocabulary flashcards
jeopardizes the entire mission.
£5 million is the exact amount of money I need
to enter Prince Barnaby's secret underground poker game.
♪ jazzy music ♪
Welcome! You must be the new player, Mr. The Brain!
[seductive foreign accent]: And I am Couscous.
Israeli Couscous. Narf.
Can we dispense with the pleasantries and start playing?
I thought you'd never ask! Let the games begin.
♪
Ooh! Tough hand, Brain.
You're not going to be able to spell anything with two Q's.
Silence, Pinky.
I need utmost concentration if I am to trick the prince
into going all in and betting his kingdom.
And when he loses, I will become heir to the crown,
paving the way for me to bring back absolute monarchy
and rule England with an iron fist!
Eh... I mean, uh,
pip-pip, cheerio.
♪
But, Brain, I don't want to stay in England.
We are in its most fancy palace, and the fries here
are by far the worst ones yet!
Pinky, what have you done? Those were nearly all my chips!
Ah-ah, no, Brain. You're thinking of crisps.
[sighs] Pinky,
are you pondering what I'm pondering?
I think so, Brain, but I don't think he'll deliver the jukebox
because he tore all three of his shoulders.
No. Here's the turn,
and here's the flop!
[yelling, grunts]
[gasps, crying]
♪
Oh, how come I can never do anything right?
How come nothing ever goes my way-- [whistling]
[crunch] [grunting]
[straining] Can't... breathe... but... want... to.
[laughs] Sorry, dolls! Didn't see you there.
[woozy]: Oh, it's okay. I didn't see me there neither.
Say, you're Princess Abigail!
Princess? Bah!
I'm so tired of this drafty old palace.
Back in Australia, I was just a normal girl breeding polo horses.
[sighs] I sure miss being home.
Here, I feel like the British press hates me
because they see me as an outsider.
I so know how you feel, Abigail.
I'm also an outsider.
Brain told me to go outside,
and now, here I am! [cries]
An outsider!
[sobbing]
Now, now. Don't spit the dummy, love.
I reckon we could both use a relax tonight, eh?
Why don't you come with me? We could explore London together.
Really? [sniffles] You mean it?
Of course!
♪
♪ We could take in the sights ♪
♪ Trendy, slick, and expensive ♪
♪ Tell me, Pinky ♪
♪ Now, when did you last see ♪
♪ The London sky? ♪
♪ We could visit Big Ben ♪
♪ Or Tower Bridge, what a wonder ♪
♪ Then bend over and chunder up ♪
♪ Our steak and kidney pie ♪
♪ Oh, but the food's so bad ♪
♪ It's always dense and it tastes like glue ♪
♪ Here where the words are lies, they say chips are fries ♪
♪ And call everything pudding ♪
♪ No, it's not home ♪
♪ They call zucchini "courgettes" ♪
♪ There isn't one single kangaroo ♪
♪ And a "jumper" is a sweater ♪
♪ They tell me all day long ♪
♪ That I don't belong ♪
♪ And now, I have to wonder ♪
♪ If that's true ♪
♪ The weather is awfully cold ♪
♪ And all the museums are boring ♪
♪ In football, there's not enough scoring ♪
♪ And the drinks are served lukewarm ♪
♪ No, it's not home ♪
♪ It's not the place that we always knew ♪
♪ Here where the lines are queues ♪
♪ And bathrooms are loos ♪
♪ And all trucks are named Laurie ♪
♪ So, let's go home ♪
♪ Does that mean all trucks are girls? ♪
♪ There's nothing much here left to see ♪
♪ So, I guess all cars boys then ♪
♪ I'll buy a souvenir ♪
♪ From this hemisphere ♪
♪ And return to the place ♪
♪ I'm meant to be... ♪
♪ Hee... ♪
BOTH: ♪ And I know that ♪
♪ He'll agree... ♪
Let's see.
So far, I've won half a million in chips,
the deeds to several castles.
If you want a chance to win your money back, Your Highness,
you'll have to offer up some collateral. Perhaps...
♪ dramatic sting ♪
...your claim to the throne.
Alright. You're on.
[maniacal laughing] [door opens]
Barnaby! I have something to tell you.
And I have something to tell you, Brain!
BOTH: I want to go home!
- What? - But, sugar-lumps...
Yes! [sobs] I'm not happy here!
I'm tired of being a princess.
What can I do to help?
I could offer you this handkerchief...
[blows]
[woozy laugh, grunt]
...soaked in chloroform.
I want you to abdicate the throne
and come back to Australia with me.
We can live a normal life,
breeding horses on my parents' organic winery
on stolen Aboriginal land.
If that's what you want, then of course!
You're the only thing I care about!
[nervous laugh] Well this all sounds wonderfully romantic,
but I think we should finish the game first
and see who wins the claim to the throne.
There's no need because as of this moment,
I am no longer the prince.
I'm giving up the crown
for my precious Abby-Wabby.
Oh, Barney-warney! [giggling]
You can't do this!
I didn't take all of those embarrassing honeymoon photos of you
just to have my plan fall apart at the 23rd hour, GMT!
You!
You're the paparazzi who took those pictures!
Security!
Oh, dear. Time to rouse from your slumber, Pinky!
♪
[handle rattling]
Come out! We've got this WC surrounded!
Egad! What's a WC?
Oh, Brain, I'm so tired of this strange place.
Can I have that hanky again?
Pinky, I'm sorry for ignoring and incapacitating you, my friend.
Now we can go home together.
Get ready to jump
[flushes toilet]
Whee!
Aaah!
[grunting, gasping]
You know the irony of all this, Pinky?
I had a royal flush. Come, my friend.
We must hail a cab and endure the driver's long-winded prattle about Brexit
if we are to return to the lab and prepare for tomorrow night.
Why, Brain? What are we going to do tomorrow night?
The same thing we do every night, Pinky.
Try to take over the world!
♪
[ding]
♪