[exclaiming, laughing]
[groans]
Whoa! What is that, yo?
It looks like some kind of alien spaceship.
Oh, how wonderful.
Perhaps these aliens are the peaceful kind
that enjoy playing that
[singing] ♪ Do do do doo do ♪ song.
If Hollywood movies have taught me anything,
it's that space aliens only come here for one reason,
to replace us!
Well, no alien is replacing me.
[screaming]
[grunts]
Greetings, Earthlings.
We are the Nerdlucks.
Oh, my goodness. I know these guys.
They're the aliens from Space Jam.
What's a Space Jam?
It's only the greatest sports movie of all time.
Sorry. Never heard of it.
-Me neither. -Nor the I.
How have you never heard of it?
It stars Bugs Bunny and Michael Jordan.
Michael Jordan?
Oh, yeah.
That's the dude who sells all them shoes.
Oh, I wish to watch the movie about the salesman who plays the basketball.
Well, we happen to own a copy on VHS.
But our VCR is busted.
No problem. We've got a VCR in the tower.
We can watch it there.
-Yeah, let's check this out. -Oh, yeah!
-Excellent! -Let's do this.
Wait, are you guys crazy?
Inviting these aliens into our home is a horrible idea, Titans.
How do we know we can even trust them?
Just sit down and watch the movie, dude.
[Beast Boy] Oh, yeah. Space Jam!
No.
[Cyborg] This is Teen Titans Go! See Space Jam.
Now let's fast forward to get to the good stuff.
[Michael] I just feel at this particular time that I reached the pinnacle
of my basketball career and I must retire.
Holdup. MJ is retiring?
Nice going, Cyborg. You skip to the end of the movie.
Nah, this is the beginning.
But he said he was the done playing the basketball.
Yeah, he says that a lot.
...anybody this, except for one person, and, uh...
but I think I'm gonna go and play professional baseball.
[reporter] What position will you play?
[Michael] I don't know. As a kid, I was a pitcher.
I think that'd be kind of hard for me to pitch,
so I think I'm gonna play the outfield now.
No way!
There's an amusement park in space?
And look, it's named after Robin.
Ha. Very funny.
But mark my words, Titans, you're all making a huge mistake.
[alien kid] Woo-hoo!
Let's get out of here, Dad, this stinks.
Don't bring me here anymore, all right?
Are you listening?
Did you hear him?
That little brat is right.
I've told you, if I've told you once...
Yo, that's Danny DeVito.
My dude played The Penguin.
[mimics The Penguin] Man, where's Batman. [growling]
I told you a thousand, thousand, thousand, thousand times!
We need new attractions.
-Right! -New ones.
Uh-huh.
Get it?
Big, shiny new things. Yeah.
Absolutely, sir.
Look at me. Look at me and listen.
-The customer is always right. -[screaming]
[both] Right.
What is he the doing?
He's smoking.
But smoking is so bad for you, yo. [shudders]
[all] Right.
-Okay, we need something-- -Oop!
My bad.
-We need something... -[Bupkus shrieks]
Nutty.
Nutty?
I hopes ya'll don't mind, but I loves counting butt shots in movies.
That's one.
-Something wacky. -[Nawt] Wacky.
We need something, something, something, something--
-We need something- -Looney? Oops.
Looney. Thank you.
Looney?
I'm an elk! Shoot me!
Yes! Looney! Yes!
Now you're talking. Looney.
Looney. That's it, that's the word I was looking for, Looney.
-Get the Looney Tunes. -Looney Tunes!
Bring 'em here.
Sir, just noticing, sir.
They're from Earth.
What if they can't come?
What did you say? What if they can't come?
Uh-huh?
-Make 'em. -Cool.
Make 'em.
[Pound] We're gonna get 'em.
We're gonna get 'em. Yeah, right.
[crowd cheering]
Cyborg's fun fact.
The number 45 was Michael's high school jersey number.
Strike!
[cheering, applauding]
Looks good in a uniform.
Looks great. Can't teach that.
Can't teach it.
Podolak!
Podolak, come here.
-I'm sorry I didn't mean... -Come here.
Yes, sir?
I want you to make sure that nobody bothers Michael.
I want him to be the happiest player in the world.
The happiest.
Slider. Don't swing.
Strike three!
-I told you not to swing. -Couldn't help it.
I understand. Hey, nice talking to ya.
[crowd cheering, applauding]
Wow. Everyone's so supportive of Michael striking out.
I believe they are hoping to get the free sneakers from the nice salesman.
We're not worried. We're not worried.
-Good job, Michael -Get out there, Michael. Don't worry.
Good try. Good hustle.
Good cut, Michael. Good cut.
That was a strike out, Mike. That was a good-looking strike out. Real good.
I mean, you look good when you strike out, man.
When I strike out, man, it looks nasty, man.
At least you look good, man.
[grunting]
Hi, Mr. Jordan.
Mr. Jordan, I'm Stan--
[screaming]
[Stan moaning]
Ow, jeez.
[moaning]
You all right? That was a nasty fall.
Yeah. Oh, I'm Stan Podolak, Mr. Jordan
I'm the Barons' new publicist.
I'm here to make your life easier.
You want me to drive you somewhere, I will drive you anywhere.
You want me to pick up your laundry, babysit your kids,
I will do it.
I knew I recognized that dude.
That's that fool from Jurassic Park, yo.
I am here to personally guarantee
that no one will ever bother you.
[crowd exclaiming]
Friends, look. It is the Santy Claus.
Ho, ho, ho.
What was that?
Hang on.
[all] Hanging on.
Why is Looney Tunes in the center of the Earth?
Because it's the looniest place the writers could think of.
-[exclaiming] -Oh. Whatever.
-Bombastic. -Cool.
[all screaming]
[Bugs panting]
[Elmer] All right, you irascible bunny. Come back.
Ho, ho. There's my man Bugs.
I'll be with you in a second, folks,
after I finish with nature boy here. Oop.
All right, pesky wabbit. I've got you now.
Here's a fun fact.
Bugs Bunny got his name when legendary animator "Ben-Bugs" Hardaway
drew a sketch of a rabbit which got labeled
by his fellow coworkers as Bugs' Bunny.
And Elmer Fudd was originally named Egghead.
Ouch.
Hmm.
One small step for moi!
-[all] Moi! - One giant leap for Moron Mountain!
-[all cheering] -[screams]
And one whopper headache for Elmer Fudd.
Diminutive. Ain't they?
-We seek the one they call Bugs Bunny. -Yeah, Bugs Bunny.
Have you seen him?
Where is this guy?
[Blanko] Is he around?
Hmm... Bugs Bunny.
Bugs Bunny. Say, does he have great, big long ears?
Like this?
[all in unison] Yeah.
And does he hop around like this?
[all in unison] Yeah.
Well, does he say, "What's up, Doc?" like this?
[chomping] Eh... What's up, Doc?
[all in unison] Yeah.
Nope, never heard of him.
[all in unison] Aw!
You know, maybe there is no intelligent life
out there in the universe after all.
♪ La Ta Tee La Da Da ♪
[Pound] Hold on there, Mr. Looney Tune.
Ah-ha! Even more proof that these Nerdlucks are evil!
Ah, Bugs kinda had that coming.
Okay, bunny.
Gather up your Tune pals.
We're taking you for a ride. [chuckles]
Totally. All right. [laughs] So, like, where we goin'?
Are we there yet?
[Stan] Ah, I'm really sorry it took so long, but, you know...
[Jordan] Sherm, Sherm, don't, don't worry about it.
[Stan] ...that exit on 65 wasn't clearly marked. It was like--
[Jordan] Hold. Hold on. Right here.
-[Stan] What, here? -[Jordan] Yes. Right here.
Oh.
So that's MJ's house?
He must make the modest of the salaries.
Thanks for the ride, Sherm. I appreciate it.
-It's Stan, Mike. -I'm sorry.
But that's all right. You can call me Sherm if you want to.
Because I followed your whole career
-and I just think you're the greatest athlete that's... -Stan! Stan, Stan, Stan.
...that's ever lived.
Gimme that remote! I wanna see more Bugs.
[Daffy] Stop the music!
-Top duck comin' through! -Hey!
Jeez! It's gettin' so a guy
can't even get himself wet around here!
So, what's the big emergency?
Uh, these little guys would like to make an announcement.
Here you go, shorty.
-[indistinct chatter] -All right. All right.
[clears throat] You, all of you,
are now our prisoners!
See! I told you they want to abduct us!
[all laughing]
[Sylvester] Ooh! We're in big trouble now.
We are taking you to our theme park in outer space.
No fooling.
Where you will be our slaves
and placed on display for the amusement
of our paying customers.
Oh, fear clutches my breast. [laughs]
Okay. If these Nerdlucks are so friendly,
then why is Bugs chained up?
He's just doing a little street magic.
But they just called all of the Looney Tunes their prisoners!
It's all part of the act, yo.
I don't know. Something smells fishy...
That would be your breath, Robin.
We ain't a-goin' nowheres!
Whoa guns!
How bouts we make this a bit more kid friendly?
That's better.
Oh.
[all gasp]
Eh, not so fast, doc.
You just can't turn us into slaves,
that would be bad.
You've gotta give us a chance to defend ourselves.
Oh, yeah? Who says?
-[Nawt] Says who? -[Bang] Why?
That's another one!
[Bugs] Just a sec.
There! Read em and weep, boys.
[Nawt] What's this?
[all] "Give them a chance to defend themselves."
[grunts] Do we have to?
-It's in the rule book. -It is.
Okay. It is in the rule book.
Uno momento! We have to confer.
Cyborg fun fact.
This scene is a reference to the 1970 movie, Patton,
which won Best Picture.
But do you know which 2018 movie
should have won best picture?
All right, troops.
It is for us to choose
a battlefield that affords us--
Oh! [stammering] I got it.
Yes, Private Porkster?
[stammering] How about we challenge them to a spelling bee?
Say... We could have a bowling tournament.
[laughing]
[lisping] Sufferin' Succotash! What's wrong with all of ya?
I say, we get a ladder,
wait till the old lady's outta the room,
then grab that little bird.
-[wheezing] -Whoa! Whoa!
Take a deep breath, Sly!
Okay, let's analyze the competition.
Hmm. That's a good idea.
Now, uh, what are we lookin' at here?
[Sylvester] Let's see.
We got a small race of invading aliens.
Small arms! Short legs!
-Not very fast. -Hmm.
Tiny little guys.
Can't jump high.
Hey! They's just described you, Robin.
[laughs sarcastically] Very funny.
[all] Uh-huh.
We challenge you to a basketball game.
All right. Basketball it is!
-Basketball! -Oh boy, oh boy.
All right! What is basketball?
-What's that? -Beats me.
-We didn't have that in school. -I have no idea.
-What? -Lights!
Pardon me! Oop, sorry.
Hey! Down in front!
[grunts]
[narrator] An exhilarating team sport currently growing rapidly in popularity...
And the game is on!
No good!
Over here! Over here! Over here! Over here!
And nothing! Still can't get it in the basket. Man!
Looks like the crowd is having none of it.
From downtown... Boom!
[narrator] ...Association.
Featuring the best players in the world!
-The best players in the world. -The best!
[crowd cheering]
-[Bupkus] Excuse me. -[Nawt] Excuse me.
-[Bupkus] I'm so sorry. -[Blanko] Sorry.
[Nawt] Excuse me.
[Bang] Ouch! Get your feet out of my nose!
[Nawt] Be quiet, they're looking!
Hey! It's basketball.
-Where? -Whoa! Now what?
[Nawt] Hey hey!
Fun Fact. Patricia Heaton
starred on the sitcom, The Middle,
which was filmed next door
to the offices of Teen Titans Go!
-[Pound] What? What? -[Nawt] She's looking again.
-[Bang] Close it up! Close it up! -[Blanko] Tightly.
[Bang groans] You poked me again.
-Sweetheart. -What?
I thought you were gonna get better seats this year.
This is as good as I could get.
This guy next to me
is doing something very weird in his raincoat.
Pop quiz time.
Dan Castellaneta is the voice of which famous TV dummy?
If you guessed Robin you'd be wrong!
Robin isn't famous at all.
Honey, will you just let me watch the game?
Barkley's killing us!
Hey! Someone's killing someone.
No. Seriously?
Wow! A killer! Let me see!
There! That's him. The killer.
-[Nawt] He's big. -He's good.
He's mine!
[Nawt] Okay. Go get him!
[Pound] Yeah! Watch out! [grunts]
-[Nerdlucks groaning] -[Nerdluck Pound] Hey! Watch it!
Come on. Get back on defense.
Why isn't the crowd shocked
that he just got an alien up his nose?
You can't shock these people, they're New Yorkers!
[crowd cheering]
What are you doing?
Time out! Call the time out!
What's wrong with you, man? You're killin' us.
-[Bang] Let him in! Let him in! -[Nawt] Open up!
[both] Open!
Wow! He did it.
I got it! I got his talent.
Super.
-Sit down, Chuck. -Hey, man. I'm fine!
-Charles. -I am fine!
No, no, no, no! I'm playing you too many minutes.
-I'm not tired! -Go get the doctor.
What's up, baby? You all right?
-Yeah, man. -Sure?
Yeah.
Come on, we're okay. You're okay.
-You're all right. Come on, let's go. -Yeah, man.
He catches the ball like friend Robin!
[giggles] With the baby hands!
[giggles]
Come on, Patrick. It's showtime!
You guys suck!
Popcorn!
Okay. Okay.
Now, which of you maroons
has ever played basketball before?
-[indistinct chatter] -I have, Coach.
And there's an important
strategic question I need to ask you.
Yes, yes?
What do you think?
I'm kind of partial to purple and gold myself.
It goes better with my coloring.
-A-one, two, three, four. Disco disco duck! -Guys! Nice outfit, Daffy.
[stammering] The little aliens say it's their turn to use the court.
Yeah, sure.
Let the little pipsqueaks knock themselves out.
Too bad you can't practice getting taller, boys.
[all laughing]
[Bupkus] Whoooa!
[all groaning]
Ah!
[laughing maniacally]
[roars]
[grunting, groaning]
[laughs wickedly]
[roaring]
[Looney Tunes gasp]
Holds up! So you guys have the ability
to steal our talents
and turn into monster versions of us?
That's right.
Then what are you the waiting for?
Yeah, we want to see what you guys look like as us.
No, no, no. This is a terrible--
Nah, don't listen to him. Go for it!
Okay, if you say so.
[grunting transformation sounds]
Whoa! Booyah, dude!
[laughing]
Azarath Metrion Zinthos!
That's what's up! [laughs]
This is the amazing...
Ha-ha! Huh? Hey! What gives?
Why do they have cool new talents and I don't have any?
[laughs] That's 'cause you got stuck with Robin
and he ain't gots no talent. [laughs]
I do too have talent. Check this out.
And slide, eeeyyy, ooh-ooh, hooma-chaaa!
[gagging noises]
Dude, you gotta stop.
Let's just get back to the movie.
Hey, little pig...
-Boo. -[screams]
[stammering] I wet myself.
[Monstars laughing]
Time to play a little basketball.
[yells]
[Looney Tunes yelling]
Those little pipsqueaks just turned into superstars!
[stammering] They're monsters!
Sufferin Succotash! They're monstars!
See, Titans? They're monsters!
No, they're Monstars.
That's like a whole letter difference.
Eh, I think we might need a little bit of help.
Okay, little fella.
Hey, it's Bill Murray!
I love Bill Murray.
-That dude's my hero, yo! -Hero?
But he does not have the superpower.
Oh, yes, he does.
Bill Murray's superpower is being Bill Murray.
You my friend, or you my enemy?
You are my friend, right?
You are my ally.
Classic Jordan versus Bird!
That dude's a bird?
Now I see it!
Draw the feathers
and there's the very large beak!
But I'm not sure how he lays the eggs.
Larry Bird doesn't lay eggs.
He lay-ups!
You are my associate,
my personal assistant.
You are my weapon.
You are leaving.
[all] Oh.
-Great shot. -Oh, nice shot, Mr. Murray.
[Bill sighs]
Cyborg's Fun Fact.
Bill Murray's hat was invented in 1880 by Robert W. Patton!
Who used to predict weather for The Seattle Times.
[Michael chuckles softly]
-Good try. -Not bad. Not bad.
[Bill] Something for you all to shoot at.
-Hit it good, Larry. -Do my best.
It was a good shot.
Yeah, I know.
Mike, I gotta ask you something.
The NBA has to face reality.
What's happening to these players is serious.
They're gonna need new players with talent,
guys who are skilled, but never really thought about a professional career before.
You think I got a shot?
Come on, really?
-No. -Don't kid me.
Listen, it's a man's game, and you can't play.
What if I tried really hard?
Can you keep it down? I'm trying to hit this ball.
It's because I'm white, isn't it?
No. Larry's white. So what?
Larry's not white, Larry's clear.
-Good shot, Larry. -That far?
Get inside of this ball.
[Larry] Ooh, you clowns can't beat that.
It's the best shot I ever hit.
Ugh, golf is so boring.
Well, of course it's boring.
The movie's got NBA players, space aliens and the Looney Tunes.
If they made the scene any more exciting, the audience's head would explode.
You feel that the NBA has to face reality, don't you?
Just gotta start looking for some more dominant players
in places they never looked before.
Just look at the ball.
Visualize the shot where you want it to go.
Right, right, right.
Be the ball.
-Be the ball. -[Michael] Get off the tee.
-Why? -[Larry] You can't jump.
I-- Yeah. Go on.
Close to the pin.
[Bill] Close to the pin, for dinner?
-[Larry] Sounds good. -[Bill] I'll go close to the pin.
-[Michael] Okay. -I'll take some of that.
[Bill] That's not bad.
[Michael] It's a good shot.
Get down!
Look at that spin.
Hey. Since when are golf balls magnetic?
Come on.
It is alive!
[laughing, cheering]
-[Michael] My first hole in one. Yes! -[laughing]
-[Larry] Oh! -[Bill] Don't say it.
You ever see this before?
Larry?
Nothing but the bottom of the cup.
-[Larry] Oh, God, that's his ball. -Yeah, yeah, it's my ball.
-Sorry. -Wait, wait. Let me get a picture.
All right, here we go. You're gonna smile.
You're reaching-- You're reaching for the ball and then you smile.
-Okay? -Yes.
And you think this is good.
-[Michael] Just take the picture! -All right, okay.
Uh-oh.
[Bill] What kind of camera is that?
-Just a regular-- -Would you not point that at me please?
-And close the lens cap. -I didn't do anything--
Where'd he go?
[screaming]
Fun fact...The temperature at the center of the Earth is 9,800 degrees.
[Michael screaming] No, no, no, no!
[screaming]
Oh, look out for that first step, doc. It's a real lulu.
Bugs Bunny?
Eh, you were expecting maybe the Easter Bunny?
You're a cartoon. You're not real.
Not real, eh?
If I weren't real, could I do this?
[smooches loudly]
Ugh! [spits]
Oh, look. Is that Michael?
It's Michael! [chuckles]
Why is Sylvester in the sewer?
He's getting ready to ambush Tweety.
[blows raspberry] Bah!
Okay, but why is Taz in the mailbox?
Because Tasmanian devils are the number one cause of mail tampering.
Come on, Raven. This isn't rocket science.
[Taz] Basketball!
Ooh! I thought I saw...
I did. I did see Michael Jordan.
Eh, pardon me, Mr. Jordan.
Can I have your... [stammers]
Your John Hancock, please?
Back off! Let the doctor take a look.
Woops!
A little high.
-No. -Going down.
-Woo-hoo! [laughs] -[yelling] No!
-Oh! -[laughing]
So... what do you say we go for a little spin?
Yes.
Hmm.
Now, let's see what we got inside here.
[yodeling]
[Daffy] Say "ah".
All right.
He's okay!
What's going on here?
Why, Michael, I thought you'd never ask.
You see, these aliens come from outer space
and they want to make us slaves in their theme park.
Eh, what do we care?
They're little. So we challenge them to a basketball game.
But then they show up and they ain't so little.
They're huge! We need to beat these guys,
because they're talking about slavery.
They're going to make us do stand-up comedy,
the same jokes every night for all eternity.
What's he whining about?
I know comedians who would love that kind of job security.
Entertainment is indeed the toughest of the businesses.
We're gonna be locked up like wild animals and then trotted out to perform
for a bunch of low-brow, bug-eyed, fat-headed, humor-challenged aliens!
Eh, what I'm trying to say is...
We need your help!
Yeah, but I'm a baseball player now.
Right. And I'm a Shakespearean actor.
[all laughing]
Stop the movie!
If I laugh any harder, I's gonna pee myself.
Oops.
[chuckles] That Bugs Bunny is pretty loony.
You want to see loony? We'll show you loony.
[growling]
[screaming]
[cheering]
You guys want to watch more of the movie?
[all] Yeah!
Mike?
Michael, it's Stan.
It's Stan Podolak.
Look, I need you to come out now, okay?
Because you've got a baseball game tomorrow.
I'd look pretty stupid if you don't show up.
You think Michael's all right?
Boy, I hate to leave him like this.
I'm sure he's fine.
I think he just had to get away from that Stan character.
Oh, God. He's pathetic, isn't he?
Larry, I'm going to give us both twos back there.
-We weren't in any kind of emotional state to putt. -I think that's fair.
Yeah.
Come on, Larry Bird! To the Batcave!
[indistinct chattering]
Look, I want to help, but I haven't played basketball in a long time.
My timing's all off.
Eh, we'll fix your timing.
Look at our facilities.
We've got hoops.
[Elmer] We got weights.
We've got balls.
Whoa!
You sure do.
This place is a mess.
Mess? You're worried about a little mess?
There's nothing here a little spit-shine wouldn't fix.
-Spit-shine! -Spit-shine!
Remember, kids,
when your parents tell you to clean your room, just give it the old spit-shine.
[Taz groaning]
Lemony fresh.
You guys are nuts.
[stammers] Correction. We're Looney Tunes.
And as such are the exclusive property
and trademark of Warner Bros Inc.
Ha-ha! Another butt!
Mmuah!
[gasping]
[roaring]
I'm here.
Me, too.
That hurt.
[growling]
Who are these guys?
Well, uh, remember the tiny aliens I told you about?
Oh.
You heard of the Dream Team?
Well, we're the Mean Team, wussy man.
Wussy man.
-"Wussy man"? -We're the Monstars!
M-O-N--
Let's see what you got, chump.
I don't play basketball anymore.
[mockingly] "I don't play basketball anymore."
Maybe you're chicken.
[imitates clucking]
I say, I resemble that remark.
You calling me chicken?
Hey, come here.
-Whoa! -[growling]
[laughing]
That's gonna give me nightmares.
[Michael screaming]
Ooh! Watch the footwork.
Can you believe it?
[Michael] Whoa!
Get out of the way!
[screaming]
Ah!
[Pound] Hey, everybody!
Look at your hero now.
[Monstars laughing]
You guys are making a big mistake.
You're all washed up...
-Baldy. -"Baldy"?
He's not washed up. Michael's the greatest ever.
-Shut up. -Doh!
[Tweety whimpering]
My poor little cranium.
You okay?
Yeah. Are you okay?
-Hey! -Whoops.
[stammers] You're not scared of them, are you, Michael?
[chuckling, growling]
[gasping]
Let's play some basketball
[Looney Tunes] Yeah!
[panting]
What do you doing?
I'm, uh... I'm fixing a divot.
Oh.
[yelling] He's fixing a divot.
[indistinct chattering]
Fun fact... Schlesinger Gym was named after Leon Schlesinger,
who was the original producer of The Looney Tunes,
and the gym is modeled after a Warner Brothers soundstage.
[clamoring]
Has anyone here ever played basketball?
-Um, I have... -[indistinct chatter]
I'd like to try out for the team.
Hey.
Hi. My name is Lola Bunny.
Lola?
[giggles] Yes?
Hello.
Eh, my name is... [belches] Bugs.
-[giggles] -[clears throat]You wanna play a little one-on-one, doll?
-"Doll"? -Uh-huh.
On the court... Bugs.
Sure.
-Oh, she's hot. -[sizzling]
-Ready? -Yes.
-I got it, I got it-- -[all laughing]
The girl's got some skills.
Yes?
Don't ever call me "doll."
Indeed, she is not one of these
or these, or any of these.
-Check. -[chuckles]
Hey, nice playing with ya.
She's... leaving?
Yeah! Because one single basket automatically gets you on the team.
Well, no wonder they need Michael so bad.
-Mais oui! -Okay. Where's the ball?
-Let's do some drills. -[Daffy] Yeah, let's do that.
[grunts]
Can anyone lend me a pair of sneakers?
Uh, sneakers?
-[Foghorn Leghorn] Oh. -Sowwy.
Someone's gonna have to go to my house
and pick up my basketball gear.
-To your house? In 3-D land? -[Michael] Yeah.
Would somebody get this guy a mask? Ugh.
And whatever you do...
don't forget my North Carolina shorts.
-[lisping] Your shorts? From college? -[Foghorn Leghorn] Ooh-hoo.
I wore them under my Chicago Bulls uniform every game.
[gagging]
So why can't Michael get his own basketball shorts?
Beats me.
I too am the very lost.
I've seen this movie a hundred times
and I still don't know why he can't go back home.
Well, we were in the movie and we don't even know the reason.
Well, we can go online, get more information on the film.
[exclaims nervously] Titans. Can I have word with you?
Listen up. I think these aliens have something sinister planned with this website.
Why else would it still be around after all these years?
Because it's super awesome. That's why.
But look! Jam Central.
They're probably using this site to jam our computer,
so we can't call for help when they try to replace us!
Stop being the paranoid, Robin.
Now let's figure out why MJ can't go back home.
[Raven] Hmm. Here we go.
It says here that Michael had to join the Looney Tunes
because they wouldn't let him go.
Oh, now I get it!
In order to prevent themselves from becoming prisoners,
the Looney Tunes had to make Michael their prisoner.
Oh, yeah! That makes total sense, yo!
And look! It says here that the Michael Jordan's lawyer
originally came up with the idea for the Space Jam.
Well, if anyone knows comedy, it's lawyers.
Okay, Titans. You got your answer.
Now can we please get off this website before something bad happens?
Not yet, bro. I want to play some of them classic games.
[alarm blaring]
[exclaims] I knew it!
This website is trying to hack our computer!
Relax, dude.
The computer is probably just having an issue with the outdated software.
[shouts] We can't take that risk!
We need to shut it down now!
[groans, grunts, exclaims]
Is he the dead?
Mm, no. He's still breathing.
Great! Let's get back to the movie.
[Daffy lisping] The view back here stinks.
[Bugs] Whoa!
-[Daffy] Whoa! Oh, what? -We're right in front of Michael's house.
-I knew that! -[Bugs shushes]
Okay, let's go in this way.
[Daffy] I say let's go in that way!
[Bugs] He just never learns.
[Daffy] Now, let me see.
I must be very, very, close.
-[low growl] -Mother!
[Daffy Duck yelling, exclaiming]
[Bugs singing]
Nice digs.
[knocking at door]
Well, well. I wonder who that could be.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star.
Shh! Everyone's sleepin'!
[sighs] I knew that.
Come on! Come on! We gotta find Michael's basketball stuff.
Now, spread out and search the place.
Yes, sahib.
[sighing] Oh, brother!
Here I am, in the peak of my form,
-playin' second banana to some sort of a hare-brain. -Yap, yap, yap.
Hmm. This could be useful.
Ah-ha!
Michael must really love underwear to keep it in his trophy room.
[Bugs] Oh! One of his shoes.
[Daffy] Nope. Nope. Nope.
Where is that other shoe?
[calling] Where are you?
Eureka!
Come to Papa.
[groans]
Nothing to see here, kid. We're just breaking and entering.
What a fuzz-foot. You are so clumsy.
-Catch, featherhead. -Thanks.
Well, time to go.
Did we get everything?
[both] The shorts!
[Bugs] In there?
Okay, I'll check.
[growls]
I found... the shorts.
[yelling] Whoa!
The pain!
I'm right behind ya, pal.
[Bugs] Eh, that's none too reassuring.
[Daffy] Nice puppy.
How's about a bone?
No dice.
What about a nice holiday ham?
He ain't buyin' it.
-Can't we talk this over, Rover? -Down, Beethoven!
Ooh! The kids are here.
Give it to me, Charles.
[pants]
-Here you go, Bugs. -Yeah! Thanks, kid.
Shoo! Shoo!
[Daffy] Bad dog!
That is the last time I'm ever working with dogs or children!
-[Bugs] Bye-bye! -[Jeffrey] Hey, where're you going?
Well, uh, you see,
the Looney Tunes have a big basketball game comin' up,
and, uh, your dad's gonna play.
All right!
Yeah! But don't tell anybody.
Isn't it weird that these kids have, like, no reaction
to an animated rabbit and duck in their house?
No, Raven. There's nothing weird about seein' a bunch of cartoon characters
stealing your dad's stuff and then telling you not to say anything about it!
[Stan] This is it! This is it! [sobbing]
I don't know where you are, Michael...
but wherever you are, you obviously enjoy being there!
More than spendin' time with me!
You better hope this Jordan character
still knows how to play hoops.
[Bugs] You and me both, brudduh.
[Daffy] Listen, how's this for a new team name,
"The Ducks!"
Please!
What kind of Mickey Mouse organization
would name their team, "The Ducks?"
[Daffy] So sue me. It's just a suggestion.
[Bugs hums a tune]
You're doin' it!
You're becoming mighty! Go!
[Porky Pig stutters] Come on, guys. No pain, no gain.
Ha! That's two more butts!
[Richard Simmons] I don't hear it! What is it?
-[Foghorn Leghorn] Come on! -Now shake it, keep on sweating!
Eh, guys?
[all] Yeah?
Look who's finally ready to play!
Let's see if I remember how to do this.
Yes!
[speaking indistinctly]
[claps furiously]
Michael!
Is it really you?
[yelling] Oh! [sobs] Thank God, you're all right! You're all right!
Oh-ho-ho. I was so worried.
Come on, Stan. Don't hug me, please.
-Sorry. -What are you doin' here?
I gotta take you back. You've got baseball practice.
I can't. I'm helpin' my friends in their basketball game.
Let me get this straight...
First, Michael quits the NBA to play Minor League baseball.
Now he's quitting baseball to play cartoon basketball for free?
Yup! His career is really going places in this film!
If it doesn't bother you, it doesn't bother me.
I mean... Let me help! Let me help! I could help! I can help! Let me help!
[chuckles] What can you do?
Well, you know, I mean... I may not be very tall,
but I'm slow.
-And large. -And a dork.
I'll do anything, Michael! Anything!
-Anything? -Anything.
Come here. Come here for a second.
-Sit right here. -[chuckles exultantly] Okay.
Okay, no problem.
All right! All right. Let's go, team! [chuckles]
You know, if somebody gets injured, we could see a lot of minutes.
I'm a cheerleader.
Holds up.
So the big game takes place in Looney Tunes land?
Yeah, so?
So, why'd they call this movie Space Jam?
When the Jam doesn't take place in space?
Because "Looney Tunes Land In The Middle Of The Planet Jam"
doesn't have a nice ring to it, Raven.
[grunts]
Yes!
[grunts]
Butt shot!
[groans, growls]
[groans, wheezes]
Just get out of my way.
-Ready? -[all] Yes!
Let's go.
[crowd exclaiming]
[snores]
Okey-doke. Ready to go?
Yeah, yeah, sure, sure.
Riot!
[clears throat]
[in an announcer voice] Ladies and gentlemen...
the starting lineup for...
The Tune Squad!
[Looney Tunes cheering]
[Herbie] Standing two-foot-four,
The Wonder From Down Under...
The Tasmanian Devil!
-[crowd cheering] -[Herbie] At small forward,
standing a scintillating three-foot-two...
the "Heartthrob of the Hoops,"
Lola Bunny!
[crowd cheering]
[Herbie] At power forward,
the "Quackster of the Courts," Daffy Duck!
Thank you. Thank you!
Very funny. Let's all laugh at the duck.
[Herbie] And at Point Guard,
standing three-foot-three...
four feet if you include the ears...
Co-captain of the Tune Squad... "The Doctor of Delight,"
-Bugs Bunny! -Thank you! Thank you!
[chittering]
And now...
the player-coach of the Tune Squad...
at six-foot-six from North Carolina,
his Royal Airness,
Michael Jordan!
Who? Is he a Looney Tune?
Uh... Well... [clears throat] Perhaps.
[Taz wheezes]
You guys ready?
I'm set to take it to the rack, Jack.
Those Monstars'll wish they'd never been born!
-Guys, let's just go out and have fun. -[all] Yeah!
[Herbie] The challengers for the Ultimate Game...
all the way from Moron Mountain.
Oh, come on! More introductions?
Relax, girl!
They're getting folks hyped up for the game!
[all] Yeah!
[chanting] Go, Monstars! Go, Monstars! Go, Monstars! Go, go!
[growls]
What are you looking at?
[growls]
[gasps]
[chuckles]
Cool shoes.
[chuckles]
Uh. Ugh.
Ready?
[Blanko straining, grunting]
[Pound growls]
l got it, l got it, l got it. l got the ball. l got the ball.
[Bang] Coming through, little boys.
Who do they think they are, the Detroit Pistons?
[Pound] Thank you. [grunts]
[Nerdlucks] Yes!
Way to go, boys.
Did you see the moves on that one?
[Bang] Come on, come on, show me somethin'.
What you got? Come on, show me somethin'.
[Nawt] You ain't got no hands.
-[Pound] Huh? -[lisping] Whoops.
The duck!
[Pound] Yo, D-up on the duck, man.
[Monstars] Yeah!
-[Monstars grunting] -[Granny] Oh.
-[Monstars grunting] -[Stan and Granny groan]
This game is out of control, yo.
Call the Commissioner Gordon. Call him!
[mimicking siren]
Oh, my.
She was wide open.
[Nawt] Come on, baby. I'm open, I'm open.
Hit me up, hit me up. School's open, baby.
Yeah, yeah. Yeah!
[grunts] Ha!
[Monstars laughing]
[Nawt] Watch the screen! Watch the screen! Watch him!
Coming your way, coming your way.
[Pound] Hey, man, I'm gonna make him do something.
[Blanko] Get him!
[Nerdlucks whooping]
Wait. The Monstars are up now by six
and we're in the second period? How'd that happen?
Because this is the Ultimate Game.
It transcends space and time.
And apparently logic, too.
[panting, stuttering] Nice shot, Mr. J.
Hey, hey, hey, come on. Come on. Get back on defense.
[grunts]
Way to go!
MJ! MJ!
[all] Red light.
Feed me! Feed me!
[lisping] Feed you? Feed me!
-[Sylvester groans] -[Tweety] Oops. Uh-oh.
Bad little putty tat!
[Pound] I'll take that, thank you.
Here, don't try this at home!
[growls]
-Wai-- -You goin' somewhere?
May I remind you, sir,
that physical violence is patently against the rules?
Yeow!
Did you order original recipe or extra crispy?
-Let's go. Come on. -Me?
-Oh. boy. I'm ready. I can do this. -Mouse?
You picked the mouse?
[sniffles] I love basketball. I've always loved basketball.
-Do you love basketball? -[Blanko] Uh-huh.
-You're big. I bet you're good at basketball. -[Blanko] Right.
I'm small, but I'll try really, really hard
-to be good at basketball. -Okay.
-Really I will. I always try hard. -Yeah.
My mom says "Try your best in everything you do--"
[groans]
[all gasp]
[Bang chuckling]
-Try to get by me, doll. -"Doll?"
-[grunts] -Whoa!
-[all cheering] -You go, girl.
Don't ever call me...
[blows] "Doll."
She is not the consumer product!
-Nice shot. -Thanks, Bugs.
Hmm? Where's your defense, boy?
I got you right here.
Call nine-one-one! [grunts]
Piece of pie? Pork chop?
-Some sorbet, perhaps? -[Bupkus grunting] Yeah!
[Pound roars]
[roaring]
[gunshot]
Half-time.
[coughs]
Holey putty tat.
-[Blanko] We're better than them. -[Bupkus] Yeah, man.
We got it goin' on. One more half
-and we're on our way, man. -[Pound] We got 'em, boys.
Moron Mountain, here we come.
[baby voice] We're gonna be slaves.
Come on. guys. Keep your head up.
Got whole another half to play.
[Monstars chatting indistinctly]
[Monstars chattering indistinctly]
[all gasp]
It's the boss.
[all] Hello, Mr. Swackhammer.
All right.
Not bad for the first half, but we gotta keep this up.
Hey, no problem.
-We stole the-- -We stole the talent, boss
from the best players in the NBA.
From the NBA?
And it was little, uh, uh, uh, grand-mama.
-What was it, Larry Johnson? -Shut up!
[sniffs]
I smell something.
It's probably all that nasty cigar smoke.
We have been playing really hard.
-[Bupkus] Yeah. -Not you, you idiot.
It's coming from over here.
-[sniffing, groaning] -[Pound] That locker!
[Monstars] Yeah!
-Look! -[gasps, whimpers]
It's the chubby boy.
Ah.
It smells like a spy.
[chuckles nervously]
[gulps] You guys need a publicist?
-I can make you big. [chuckles] -[Michael] Look.
-I know we're down. -[Daffy lisping] Oh, yeah, let's hear the story.
But I've been in this situation many times before.
-[Daffy lisping] Oh, this is a piece of work. -We can still win this thing.
-It's not over with. We gotta come together. -[Daffy blows raspberry]
-[lisping] Oh, yeah. -We gotta believe in ourselves.
We can come back and win this game.
[lisping] Yeah, right. That's gonna help us.
[all gasp]
[mumbling]
[lisping] Looks like Stan just had
a close encounter with a bug-zapper.
[gasping] The Monstars. The Monstars! [coughs]
[all gasp]
-[Daffy lisping] Ooh, that's gotta hurt. -[Michael] You all right, Stan?
[gasping] The Monstars.
[clearing throat] The Monstars
stole the talent from the NBA players.
[all gasp]
[all groan]
So that's what happened to those guys.
[stuttering] I think we should forfeit.
-[all] Yeah. -Listen.
I didn't get dragged down here
just to get my butt whipped by a bunch of ugly Monstars.
I ain't goin' out like that.
We're lettin' 'em push us around.
[Bugs Bunny vocalizing and humming]
[Michael] We gotta fight 'em back.
We gotta take it to them.
We gotta get right in their faces.
-[Bugs humming] -What do you say?
Are you with me or not?
[snoring]
Eh, finished? Eh, great speech an' all, doc.
Eh, you had 'em riveted.
-But, er, didn't you forget somethin'? -What?
Your secret stuff.
[indistinct chatter]
[grunting]
Wow.
-[lisping] Whoa! Nice deltoids. -Play along.
Eh, stop hogging it, Mike. We're your teammates.
-[indistinct chatter] -Secwet stuff?
[Sylvester lisping] Secret Stuff?
You wouldn't hold out on us, would you?
No, I mean, I didn't think you guys really needed it.
I mean, you're so tough. You're competitive.
We're also chicken, son. We need it bad.
-Hey! -Can I have a little drink?
I'd like some of that.
-If I could just-- -[Lola] Yeah. Can I have a sip, please?
[lisping] You know, this goes against
everything they taught me in health class.
Do you wanna win or not?
Bottoms up.
-[Stan groans] -Yummy.
All right. How about we go out and kick some alien butt, huh?
Let's go! How about it, huh? Ready?
[all] Yeah.
[Yosemite Sam] Let's go!
Check out all those classic Looney Tunes characters.
There's lady head turtle body.
And the chicken feet man.
Whoa, this whole crowd is freaky, yo.
Looks like them animators just
copy-and-pasted these fools over and over.
[gasps] I never noticed that before.
This weirdo is over here, here, here, and here.
And these cats, and this guy, and her?
This is crazy, man!
Okay. Okay. Sorry. Back to the movie.
[growling]
[Pound] I'm open! [grunts]
-[Bugs] Coming through. -Hey.
Bugs.
Special delivery.
-[all cheering] -[Sylvester] Great!
-Whoa! Boo. -[Nerdlucks booing]
[roars]
[gasps]
Eh, nice kaboom, Wile E.
Again with the guns?
Don't worry, Mom and Dad. I'll take care of it.
[Nawt, Bupkus groaning]
-[Pound] Let's teach them a lesson. -[Nawt] Ah, man.
[Pound] Hey...
Oh, man, look at that one.
[Lola laughing]
Nice butt!
[all laughing]
[Taz spitting, mumbling] Dunk.
[Bupkus] You ain't going anywhere, chump.
Hey! [groans]
-[stuttering] Er, going up. -[Pound] You're mine, boy! Ooh.
-Slammy! -[chuckling] Yes!
Hello!
Cyborg's fun fact.
Pepe Le Pew was originally named, "Stinky."
Hey, he shares the same nickname as Robin.
Two points.
[Pound, Nawt grunting]
[groaning]
[Bang grunting and groaning]
[lisping] Ooh, this will be good.
[whooping]
Yo, check out that butt!
-[all laughing] -[bull snorts]
[growls]
[screaming]
-Okay, birdie. -Uh-oh.
-[screaming] -[Monstars gasp]
-[Tweety grunting] -[Monstars groaning]
[screaming]
[grunts]
[whistling]
I'm gonna step outside for a minute
to get some fresh air. Cyborg, you should join me.
No, thanks. I'm good.
-Ow! -It wasn't a question.
Okay, okay.
Here's the plan. I'm going to search their ship
-while you be on the lookout. -Fine.
[yelps]
What are you doing? You're supposed to be on the lookout.
Yeah, and I'm looking out to see what's inside this cool spaceship.
Fine. Then help me search for clues that will expose
what these aliens are planning.
They're not planning anything, dude.
All that's in here is stuff from the movie.
Aha!
Perhaps their secret lies in this bottle of secret stuff!
I wouldn't do that.
That water has been in there for like 25 years.
There's a secret in here. You'll see!
[gags]
Must get to secret.
-[vomiting] -[shudders]
Okay. But I wonder what's behind this door.
Wait. It says "Do not open."
Because they're obviously hiding something.
You were right!
[groaning]
Ow! Ow! Ow! [screaming]
I was right.
Will you give it up, dude? They're not hiding anything.
Then what about this examination chair?
I'm sure they're planning to use this
to perform weird experiments on us,
-like replacing our bodies. -No, man.
That's just Daffy's chair. See?
[Robin screaming]
Ain't I a stinker?
[screaming]
Oh, good. They're back.
Now we can watch more of the movie.
All right, guys, we're right back in this game.
-Come on, now, let's play some tough defense. -[whooping]
Why didn't you get this guy?
[Bupkus] He's a baseball player.
Yeah, boss, a baseball player.
Looks like a basketball player to me.
Yeah, me too.
Shh! He's the one I want for Moron Mountain.
-[indistinct chatter] -Hey.
Are you talkin' to me?
Yeah I'm talkin' to you. You want a piece of me?
Come and get it.
[chuckles]
Uh-oh!
What did you have in mind?
What about we raise the stakes a little bit?
Mm-hmm.
Interesting.
Gross!
He just blew secondhand smoke in Michael Jordan's face!
He is the worst of all the villains.
If we win...
you give the NBA players their talent back.
But what if we win?
-If you win? -[Swackhammer] Uh-huh.
You get me.
Good deal, boss.
-[Nawt] I like that! -Eh, doc...
you think that's a good ide--
[Swackhammer] You'll be our star attraction...
You'll sign autographs all day long.
[Monstars chuckle]
And play one-on-one with the paying customers.
How does he expect Michael to sign autographs
and play basketball at the same time.
Really? You're still asking questions, girl?
Don't you know by now that none of this makes sense?
It's Looney! Looney!
Deal.
[chuckles]
-[Pound] All right! -[Bupkus] Yeah!
[Nawt chuckles] The boss don't playin' do he?
I don't think you should have done that, doc.
I have faith in my team.
Crush 'em!
[Pound] It's feedin' time, boys! [chuckles]
[stuttering] Ye-ga, er, ba-bee, er, ba-bee--
There's butts number nine and ten, yo!
I'll tell you brother, this match is gettin' ugly!
Oh, yeah! There's a chop to the head!
A body slam!
Another chop! A kick!
It's not looking good for the Tune Squad, brother!
[Daffy grunts]
But Mommy, I don't want to go to school today.
I want to stay home and bake cookies with you.
-[Pound chuckles] This is gonna be fun! -[Lola] I'm open! I'm open!
Lola! Lola! Heads up!
-[yelling] Oh! -[Pound] Belly flop!
This butt fills half the screen, yo!
[Pound groans]
[groans, gasps] Oh, my! Bugs!
[crowd gasps]
-Bugs! -Is this your man?
[chuckles]
[Lola] Are you okay?
Me? Oh, yeah, I'm fine. Are you okay?
Oh, Bugs... thank you.
Oh...it was nothin'!
That was the nicest thing anyone's ever done for me.
[kisses, moans]
[makes lovestruck noises]
[sighs]
I need a break from all of this intense sports action.
You ain't kidding, mama.
All this suspense over who's gonna win
has got my tummy tied in knots.
I know how it ends and I'm still feeling anxious.
[indistinct chatter]
Dude, bad vibes.
I know what will calm those nerves.
Snack time, baby!
Help yourself to whatever you want.
[grunts]
[groans]
[grunts]
[yells]
Now, this is mine!
Mmm, peanut butter.
[burps fire]
[screams]
[struggling] Here we go.
Can you reach those chips for me, please?
[scoffs] Get it yourself.
But you're so tall and your hands are so big.
Really? You mean it?
You're also a strong leader.
And we can appreciate someone
who forces others to act against their will.
You would make a great Nerdluck.
Wow! You really mean that?
-[Blanko] Yeah, totally. -[Bupkus] Oooh, you'd be great.
Did you hear that, Titans?
Whatever.
You know what?
Maybe you aliens aren't so bad after all.
Told you there was nothing to worry about.
Now let's get back to the movie!
[overlapping indistinct groans]
[Daffy] I could have been a contender!
[Elmer] The Monstars! The Monstars!
[Witch Hazel] Clear!
Okay. We need a fifth player.
[Daffy] Hey, Coach, listen.
You got anymore of that secret stuff?
I think it's startin' to wear off.
It didn't wear off. It was just water.
You guys had the "special stuff" inside of you all along.
Yeah. Yeah. I-I knew that.
But, listen, you got any more?
-[Lola] Yah, I'll get a double one. -[Porky] Can I have some too?
-Stan? -Yeah! Eh, m-me?
-You're in at center. -[chuckles]
Just guard the big guy, okay?
Guard him? Guard him? Guard him? I'll smother him!
I'll be all over him like a cheap suit!
I'll be on him like stink on rice!
I tell you, he's goin' down!
[Monstars grunting]
Michael, over here! Over here!
Over here, I'm open! I'm open!
[panting] Come on! Come on!
[Pound] Now, you got it! Get the fat one.
[Monstars groan]
Yes!
[crowd cheering]
[cheering] Ah-ha! Nice shot! [groans]
[Bang] Big man pancake.
Haha! Look they made a "Flat Stanley."
[all exclaiming]
[into microphone] Let's get him outta here!
[chuckling]
Eww!
[groaning with disgust]
Oh, my!
How'd he do that?
Oh, anybody could do that, doc.
Even you. Watch this.
Watch this.
See? No sweat.
This is Looney Tune Land.
Ten seconds to go? Thanks for tellin' me... doc.
I hate to be the bearer of bad news, Your Airness,
but if you don't find a fifth player,
your team will forfeit the game.
-Now the rules apply? -Forfeit?
Precisely, Sir Altitude.
No way. We'll find someone.
[singing] ♪ Da-Da-Da-Da- Da-Da-Da-Da! ♪
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
I didn't know Dan Ackroyd was in this picture!
Hey!
Perhaps I could be of some assistance.
That's our fifth guy.
Let's go. Now you get to live up your dream. Let's go.
All right.
-All right. We need to score two points-- -Here's how I see it.
-Duck... -Yes?
You kick it in to the girl bunny...
-Yeah? -...down in the post.
You dish it back out to the guy bunny.
-Got it! -You swing it around to Mike over here.
-Bill, Bill, Bill, Bill. -You go to the hole and dominate!
-We're on defense. -[Tunes Squad] Oh, yeah.
[chuckling] Whoa, ho-ho. I don't play defense.
-Typical. -All right, you're gonna have to listen to Mike on this.
-Listen up. -Somebody steal the ball,
get it to me, and I'll score before the time runs out.
-Don't lose that confidence! Okay! -I won't. All right.
Paws and wings in here! All right!
Let's go.
[crowd cheering]
This is why I was born. I thrive on pressure.
Excuse me? Uh, uh, s-sorry!
Yo, yo, yo. Yo. Easy on the trousers, Daf. Easy, man. Easy.
Pardon me. Uhm, Mr. Murray,
something's really been buggin' me.
-Yeah? -Just how did you get here, anyway?
Producer's a friend of mine.
Just had a teamster come and drop me off, you know.
Uh-huh. Well, that's how it goes.
Hey, you see this, uh, kind of chunky fellow over here?
[chuckles]
Uh-huh.
[whispers]
Yeah. Yeah. Oh. Oh, that's good! Oh, yes!
All right, let's do it! You the duck!
Now, let's all play fair. Here. [groans]
Yo, spaceman, don't choke now! Come on, come on.
-[Bill] Come on. Come on. Come on! -It's gut check time!
-[Daffy yells] -[Pound groans]
[Bill] This must be mine.
[yelling] Whoaho-ho!
This belongs to me. I'm goin' this way.
-I'm goin' left! I'm goin' left! -Look left! Look left! Yes!
Whoa-ho-ho! Don't ever trust an Earthling!
What'cha got?
[Lola] Mike! [grunts, pants]
[Bang] Get the rabbit! Get the girl!
Come on! Come on! I'm open!
I'm o--!
-That's mine! -Not today!
-[Bupkus] Hey! -[Nawt] Come on! Ohh!
[Blanko] Bring it on, dude.
[Bill] Whoopsie daisy! Woo-hoo!
You're mine!
[yelling in pain]
Number twelve with the assist!
Mike, I'm open!
Never mind.
[grunts, groans]
[groans]
[crowd cheering]
[yells]
[all cheering]
[Titans cheering]
The Tunes win!!
This proves once again that Michael Jordan is the solution
to all of life's problems!
That was a great stretch for the basket too.
You know, you really got some skills.
You might be able to play in the NBA.
[panting] Thanks, Mike. I'll probably quote you on that.
But I'm gonna take this opportunity
to retire from the game of basketball.
-No, come on. man. -No.
No, I'm gonna retire right now and that's all there is to it.
I'm gonna go out on top, undefeated and untied.
That's the way it's gonna be.
You go on ahead and celebrate with your teammates and--
No, come and help us, man. Celebrate with us.
No, I-I-I'd like to, but I have to ice down my knees right away, okay?
They're startin' to go.
-All right. Good-bye, man. -All right. See you.
Are you sure?
Yes. Definitely sure. Definitely.
And the best part of the movie has left the building, ladies and gentlemen.
Thank you, Bill Murray. You're a national treasure.
-Losers! -[Monstars in unison] Sorry.
Choke artists!
He's the real choke artist!
Makin' everyone choke on that nasty smoke like that.
Mm-hmm. That ain't right.
The party's over! Get in the spaceship.
Why do you take it from this guy?
Because he's bigger.
He's bigger...
Than we used to be.
[Monstars in unison] Right!
What are you doing?
[Monstars in unison] Ooooooooh!
-Hey! Wait! -Come here!
-What are you doing? Wait! -[Monstars chuckling sinisterly]
No! What? Hey! Let me go! [grunts]
[indistinct chatter]
[yells]
[all laughing]
Had it in ya all the time, didn't you?
[Monstars groan]
One thing, though. Pass me the ball, Bugs.
You gotta give my friends their talent back.
[in unison] Oops.
-Do we have to? -Yeah.
-It was part of the deal. Touch the ball.
[Monstars grumble]
[Bupkus] Oh, okay.
[Bang] Uh, fair is fair.
There you go. Touch it.
[Monstars groan, yell]
That was so much fun.
I feel so... insignificant.
My clothes don't fit.
-What a trip. -[chuckles] I'm up for another one.
Michael! Do you know what time it is?
[stuttering] Se-seven fiftee-- seven fifteen,
quarter past seven.
Exactly. You've got a baseball game in five minutes.
Okay. Take this.
Is it safe?
Yeah. Put in my bag.
It's kind of...
I really enjoyed playing with you guys.
-You guys got a lot of, uh... -[all in unison] Uh-huh?
-A lot of, uh... -[all] Yes?
Well, whatever it is, you got a lot of it.
[chattering, laughing]
Well, gotta go.
-Bugs? -Eh, Mike?
-Stay outta trouble. -You know I will.
-[chuckles] -Come here!
-Ohh! -[moans]
[chuckling, chattering]
[Lola howling] Ah-hoo, hoo, hoo!
Wow! What a great movie!
You were right, Titans.
They didn't come here to replace us.
-Yes, we did. -What?
Why do you think we were so eager
to watch the movie with you?
We thought you guys just wanted to hang.
No. What we wanted was your powers.
[chuckles] And we can't believe you just gave 'em to us.
We heard you Titans were dummies.
But we didn't realize you were that dumb.
[laughing]
[Blanko chuckles] Yeah. Stupid.
Okay. You've had your fun.
Now give us back our powers.
You got it!
[Titans yell]
We're the Titans now!
♪ Go! ♪
♪ M-E-A-N, T-I-T-A-N-S ♪
♪ Mean Titans, let's go! ♪
♪ Mean Titans, go! ♪
[yelling]
[groaning]
Where are we?
Is it just me or does this place look familiar?
[echoing] See!
I knew those aliens couldn't be trusted!
Well, that's all, folks!
Eh, be-eh that's my line. Eh, be-eh that's--
Step aside, babe.
Let a star do this.
That's all-- Whoa!
[Nerdlucks in unison] That's all, folks!
Can I go home now?