Woody Woodpecker Page #5

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No. Just the opposite.

Instead of fighting with the woodpecker,

maybe try being nice to it.

-Be nice to it?

-You've tried everything else.

Besides, you catch a lot more flies

with honey than vinegar.

Think about it.

Hey, bird!

Just your friendly neighbor, Lance.

A little peace offering.

Is that a sock on a stick? Pathetic.

You win!

Hey, do you like cookies?

Everybody likes cookies.

There'll be plenty more

where those come from.

-Whole brand new box every day

as long as you let me

build my house in peace.

And then once I sell my house,

you'll be somebody else's nightmare.

Listen, buster,

if you think giving me a little food

is gonna make me forget...

Wow, these are killer. What was I saying?

Pretty good, huh? What do you say?

I'll think it over.

Well, I'll take that as a yes.

All right, you measure twice and cut once.

That's correct.

Here you go.

WOODY:
Hey, what's up there, hardhead?

-Hey, look out! Hey!

Whoa, whoa! Everybody, relax! Relax.

I got this.

Ah, thank you very much.

Same time tomorrow.

Please, allow me.

That's lunch! Woo-hoo!

WOODY:
Mmm.

Okay, okay.

I know what you folks are thinking.

Woody is a big, fat sellout.

But the way I see it,

it's a mutually beneficial

business arrangement.

Anyway, I let them build

their dream house in peace.

As long as they paid me.

Voil!

Well, Mr. Walters,

looks like you're gonna get your house.

Over schedule and over budget,

but we did it.

All righty.

-Here you go.

-Thanks, Dad.

You're welcome.

Hey, what about me?

Don't worry, I didn't forget about you.

I sure hope not.

Mmm, my favorite!

-Yummy!

-You must give me the recipe.

Hey, Linda, what's up? How's your dad?

Uh, a little better. Thanks.

You guys deliver?

Listen, uh, I've got some good news.

I talked to my cousin

and she can take Tommy

while I'm at the hospital.

So you're off the hook.

Really?

Well, it's what you wanted, right?

Yeah.

You know what? No.

I think we're okay here.

Seriously?

Yeah, seriously.

Keep me posted on your dad, would you?

Sure.

Take care of my boy.

Our boy.

See you later.

Nate,

how are we ever gonna get that bird?

It's always with them.

Just a matter of time, Otis.

Keep your shirt on.

Wasn't planning on taking it off.

Seriously?

Last 10 seconds.

JILL AND TOMMY:
You can do it!

TOMMY:
Lyle, come on!

-Almost there!

-JILL:
You can do it!

JILL AND TOMMY:
Lyle!

Come on! You can do it!

And we have a wiener!

Go, Lyle!

VENDOR:
Here you go, sir,

here's your chocolate ice cream.

Well, look who's here.

Tweedle-Dum and Tweedle-Dumber.

Hiya, fellas.

How about a little topping

for your ice cream?

...not fake. You don't know

what you're talking about.

Yuck! Even I think that's disgusting.

Hmm.

-Take care.

-Thank you. Bye.

Well, hello again.

Free trees, huh?

That might be

the first thing I've seen here

that isn't battered and deep fried.

How's your ongoing battle

with the woodpecker?

Well, I hate to admit it,

but you were right.

Took your advice,

made peace with it. It's...

It's actually been... Not awful.

But in another month or so,

I'll be finished.

I'll sell the house and adis.

So problem solved.

Problem solved.

So, I was about to listen to Tommy's band.

They're getting ready to play.

You wanna come?

Yeah, sounds like fun.

This is what happens

when you eat 29 hot dogs!

No guts, no glory.

Dude, are you sure you can't play?

Dude, I'm just trying not to blow chunks.

We'll be totally lame without a drummer.

Wouldn't it be lamer to have a drummer

puke all over himself on stage?

No, that's rock and roll!

Sorry, guys. I really wanna play,

but my stomach's got other plans.

-Well, here we go. We're up next.

But we don't have a drummer.

So we go on without a drummer.

Worst case scenario is

we make total fools of ourselves.

Come on.

Okay, let's do this.

Now let's give a nice warm,

Pine Grove welcome

to our next local act, 3Peat.

Hi, everyone. We're 3Peat.

Although, um,

at the moment, our third peat

is puking up hot dogs behind the barn,

so tonight we're just 2Peat.

Enjoy the show.

Hey

Hey

Uh-oh. Sounding a little light

on percussion.

Hmm, what would MacGyver do?

Perfect! I got this!

You hold me tight

Tell me I'm the only one

Wanna come over tonight

Yeah

Keep on whispering in my ear

Tell me all the things that

I wanna hear

'Cause it's true

That's what I like

That's what I like about you

That's what I like

What I like about you

You really know how to dance

When you go up, down

Jump around

Think about true romance

Yeah

Keep on whispering in my ear

Tell me all the things that

I wanna hear

'Cause that's true

That's what I like about you

That's what I like about you

That's what I like about you

That's what I like about you

That's what I like about you

That's what I like about you

-That's what I like about you

What I like about you

You keep me warm at night

Never wanna let you go

You know you make me feel

All right, yeah

Keep on whispering in my ear

Tell me all the things that

I wanna hear

'Cause that's true

That's what I like about you

That's what I like about you

That's what I like about you

That's what I like about you

That's what I like about you

That's what I like about you

That's what I like about you

That's what I like about you

LANCE:
Way to go, Tommy! Yeah!

Oh, yeah!

They should call this Woodystock.

You guys were amazing!

Thanks!

-Buddy!

-Hi!

I knew you could play, but I didn't know

you could play like that.

I'm so proud of you.

You are? Really?

Of course I am, really.

What do you think?

This place isn't so bad after all, is it?

Yeah, it doesn't totally bite.

It doesn't totally bite.

Hey! Shouldn't we be hanging backstage,

doing peanut butter shots with groupies?

Woody!

We totally rocked it!

Oh, I'm sorry, have you met Woody?

Enchant, mademoiselle.

You really did find

a pileated red-crowned woodpecker.

And he's domesticated?

Yeah, that depends

on your definition of domesticated.

Uh, Woody here was our drummer.

No kidding.

Way to go, Woody.

Thanks. Always happy to help a...

Friend. Anyway, gotta go.

Time to forage.

I don't know about you, I am starving.

-Are you hungry?

-Yes.

I could kill a corndog.

And now, ladies and gentlemen,

the moment we've all been waiting for.

What's going on?

You'll see.

Let there be light!

Maybe it wouldn't be so bad

if they stuck around.

That gives me an idea.

Well, what do you know?

I'm a regular Pablo Peck-asso.

Maybe... Maybe I've been alone too long.

Just because I'm one of a kind

doesn't mean I can't be

part of a family, too, right?

Oh! I almost forgot to sign my name.

What happened?

Oh, no! Ahhh!

What am I gonna do?

What am I gonna do? What am I gonna do?

Anyone smell chicken cooking?

Yikes! It's me!

Oh, no.

Oh, what did I do?

LANCE:
It's a total loss.

How does this even happen?

I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to.

Oh...

FIREMAN:
Well, I think we found

the cause of the fire.

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