[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]
[WHISTLING]
Briarwood Country Club, eh?
Swanky.
Members only, huh? Oh, boy.
A bunch of exclusive stuffed shirts,
standing around, talking about how great they are.
Sounds like my kind of place!
Chauncey, I saw your Cutlass in the parking lot.
I see my stock tip paid off.
Reginald! Shaved a few shots off your course record yesterday.
Looks like you owe me a steak, you rascal.
All right, Leslie, my daughter's wedding
is in 30 minutes, and I need you
to make sure everything goes perfectly.
Of course, Bernie.
Please, call me Mr. Briarwood.
Uh, of course, Mr. Briarwood.
And, might I add, that when it comes to coordinating weddings,
I'm the best man for the job. [CHUCKLES]
Don't make jokes, Leslie,
and don't make direct eye contact with me.
Eye contact is reserved for Event Managers only.
Look sharp. I'll see you in 30 minutes.
[SCOFFS] I can't believe I've worked here for ten years,
and I'm still 2nd Assistant Junior Event Coordinator.
[SLURPING] Woo-hoo!
A duck? In Briarwood Country Club?
Unacceptable!
Ooh! Now's my chance to prove to Bernie...
Ah, Mr. Briarwood, that I'm Event Manager material.
-Excuse me, sir. -[SPITTING]
Perfect timing, my good man.
I need more of these cocktail weenies,
a couple of jalapeno poppers, and some mozzarella sticks.
And you might want to freshen up this punch.
I am not a waiter, big mouth!
Big mouth? How rude!
I'd like to speak with your manager.
There is no manager.
DAFFY: But your name tag says, "2nd Assistant Junior Event Coordinator."
-Yes? -Is there a 1st Assistant Junior Event Coordinator?
-No. -Is there a 2nd Assistant Senior Event Coordinator?
-No. -All right, who's your boss?
He'd be the Event Manager.
-Then let me talk to him. -There isn't one.
The position is currently vacant.
Let's go over this one more time.
Listen, you!
Mr. Briarwood's daughter is getting married today!
She's getting married?
Why didn't you tell me?
-[EXCLAIMING] -I haven't gotten them a gift, yet.
Those gifts don't belong to you!
Got to see what's inside, so I don't double up!
Ooh! What's this?
Something for their first garage sale?
A gift card! That took a lot of thought.
A toaster! How retro.
Another toaster? Geez, guys, use a registry.
You're ruining the presents!
Oh, these presents were already ruined.
Who gives a Christmas sweater at a wedding?
Actually, that's from me.
I'll return it for you. Woo-hoo!
I'll tell you what every newlywed needs!
Silverware and fine china!
And they're definitely going to need one of these chocolate fountains!
And you know what else every household needs?
A 2nd Assistant Junior Event Coordinator.
-[GRUNTS] -It's perfect.
Hey!
It's hard to rehearse a wedding when the groom isn't here.
BOTH: There you are!
All right, here's the schedule.
Three o'clock, the guests arrive.
At 3:06, the bridesmaids are given roses.
-Ow! -Careful. They still have thorns.
So, you're out there, it's 3:07.
-Release the doves. -What doves?
-[DOVES COOING] -[GAGGING]
Don't eat the doves. Release the doves!
[LESLIE SCREAMS]
You know, when Leslie here asked me to be his best man,
I said, "How can I be his best man? I'm a duck!"
[RIMSHOT PLAYS]
Come on, buddy. It's a rehearsal.
How about a little support?
Oh, yes! That's a great one. Good joke.
I'm kidding. Who wouldn't want to marry Leslie?
He's a catch! Although, to most women,
he's one catch they'd want to throw back.
-[RIMSHOT PLAYS] -Uh, yeah. You got me that time.
I kid! But, really, when I heard Leslie was gonna get married,
I said, "I'm sorry,
"but how long has your new wife been nearsighted?"
-[RIMSHOT PLAYS] -Okay, that's enough.
I'm joking. She sees fine.
She sees his bald spot, his crow's feet,
and his excessively-long nose hairs.
-[RIMSHOT PLAYS] -Yeah, not my sense of humor.
I mean, this guy is old! He's got more wrinkles
than an accordion wearing a pair of linen pants.
Okay! I don't have to take this!
But, that's enough out of me.
Let's hear from the man of the hour.
Look at that, folks.
He's only been married five minutes,
and he already knows to keep his mouth shut.
-[GRUNTS] -[GIGGLING MANIACALLY]
[GRUNTING ANGRILY]
MR. BRIARWOOD: Now, if everyone would please
join us inside for the reception.
Ice got your tongue? I'll make all your problems melt away.
[STRAINING]
MR. BRIARWOOD: Ladies and gentlemen,
Mr. and Mrs. Johnson.
-[EXCLAIMING] -You can't rush art.
-[GRUNTS] -Now, you were saying?
The reception... Starting...
Well, let's get this party started!
[DANCE MUSIC PLAYING]
[GROANS ANGRILY]
Y'all ready for plates?
Hey!
[GRUNTING] Gotcha! Any last words?
How about, "Ka-boom"?
[ALL CHEERING]
Congratulations, Mr. Duck.
You've made my daughter's special day even more special.
No problem, chief. It was a piece of cake.
Oh, thank you.
How would you like to be Event Manager?
I'd be delighted.
[GASPS] You're making the duck Event Manager?
[SCREAMING] I want to be the manager!
Take this plate to the kitchen and clean it.
Think you can manage that?
Yes, Mr. Briarwood.
Hey! Look at that! Woo-hoo!
Always the bridesmaid, never the Event Manager.
[MELLOW MUSIC PLAYS]
Welcome to Gettin' Fresh, with me, Ivana.
Today, we're coming to you live,
from the middle of the forest, where I can show you
how to gather the freshest ingredients
to make a fresh, delicious meal.
Follow me.
Today, we're preparing root veggies.
Fresh rutabaga, fresh parsnips, fresh beets,
and of course, fresh carrots.
[STRAINING]
Stand by, ladies and gentlemen.
[ALARM BELL RINGS]
You're ruining my show!
You're ruining my garden.
Your garden is my dinner. Now, get lost!
[GRUNTS]
That cook is about to get burned.
-[CHANTING] Fresh. Fresh. -[ALARM BELL RINGS]
Welcome back.
One of the most important parts of cooking is to make sure
your space and utensils are clean and germ-free.
Nothing ruins freshness more than germs, dirt and grime.
Huh? Dirt! But, I... Oh. [CHUCKLES]
Well, no harm done.
That's why it's a good idea to double-check.
Make sure everything is spick-and-span.
More dirt! How in the...
[GROANING]
In order to maintain freshness,
it's important to keep your workstation clean.
[CHUCKLES] There. Now, we can begin...
Oh, for crying out loud!
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!
-Hmm? [GROWLS] -[SNEEZES]
[GROWLING]
Forget it! I just won't use a cutting board and a knife.
All I need is a boon and a spowl...
I mean, a pool and a bown...
Oh, you know what I mean! [CHUCKLES]
Oh! These are dirty, too! [SCREAMS]
[MELLOW MUSIC PLAYS]
-[ALARM BELL RINGS] -We're back.
Don't worry about cutting up your veggies and roots.
You can cook them whole...
We have to take some audience questions, now.
Adjust the lights. Her face is starting to look a little leathery.
Huh? Uh, uh... Oh, I guess now is the part of the show
where I take questions from the audience.
Uh, yes. You, with the glove?
Hey, Ivana. Uh, big fan.
Longtime watcher, first-time caller.
I was wondering, uh, how you gonna prepare those carrots?
Good question.
To preserve the freshness, it's best to prepare them...
BUGS: Now, since we're talking about preparing,
how do I prepare for my math test?
This is a cooking show. I don't know about tests.
BUGS: And since we're talking about tests,
in a test of strength,
how many push-ups do you think I can do?
One, two, three, four, five...
How long do you think I can scream?
How many geese are in a gaggle?
What's the difference between a frog and a toad?
Can you take a look at this mole on my back?
[YELLING] Silence!
-[DOORBELL RINGS] -Is that a doorbell?
-How did that... -[DOORBELL RINGING]
Okay, hold your horses.
-Howdy, neighbor. -What do you want?
I'm doing a television show! [TEETH GRINDING]
I was hoping I could borrow a cup of sugar.
Oh, well, of course.
It's the neighborly thing to do.
Here! Now, where was I?
Oh, yes. Freshness...
Eh, how about a cup of milk?
Yes. Of course.
Cup of salt? Cup of pepper? Cup of coffee?
Cup-and-ball game?
-The Stanley Cup? -[STRAINING]
Couple of bucks? The lost cup of Ali Baba?
Cup of noodles? Cup of doodles?
-Cup of poodles? -[SCREAMING] Enough!
[PANTING] Now, as I was saying...
-[DOORBELL RINGS] -[SCREAMING] What?
-Got any cup-holders? -[TEETH GRINDING]
You don't look so good.
I know what'll fix you right up.
A nice, fresh meal.
Why, you... [GROANS]
That bruise looks fresh.
[MELLOW MUSIC PLAYS]
[GROANING]
[GASPS] Celebrity chef, Random Gorsay!
[IN BRITISH ACCENT] Get off the ground, you lazy pile of whale phlegm!
If you're not going to cook, at least toss the salad!
Yes, chef! Whatever you say, chef!
You call that tossing? Don't be so gentle.
It's a salad, not a baby!
Yes! Of course, chef. What was I thinking...
Faster, you miserable pile of pigeon puke.
Teach me. Mold me. I am your humble student.
Give me that bowl, you worthless sack of pig fat!
The great Random Gorsay called me pig fat!
I can't wait to tell my friends. [EXCLAIMS]
[WHIRRING]
Now, that's how you toss a salad.
Wow! I never thought to prepare salad this way.
Now, we just chill the lettuce to keep it crisp.
A bit of liquid nitrogen should do the trick.
And, mix!
-[WHIRRING] -Yeesh!
Eh. Live and learn.
[TEETH CHATTERING] I won't let that rabbit take my freshness.
[IN CREEPY VOICE] You wants my freshness?
Huh?
BUGS: It's Trollum's freshness.
Who's there? [TEETH CHATTERING]
Promises me you won't takes my freshness.
[SCREAMING]
-Freshness! -[CAMERA THUDS]
Keep that freshness away from me!
Keep it away!
Well, that's our showsies.
Tunes insies next weeksies,
when you and Trollum seeksies the freshness!