[Ernie] It seems bleak, but let's remember, there's an entire half left to play.

[buzzer sounds]

[whirring]

[powering up]

[Marvin] Oh, that first half was interminable.

[yelps] Are you kidding me?

[hip-hop music playing]

[stuttering]

Daffy: It's showtime!

[Taz grunts]

[all cheering]

[hip-hop music continues]

Lebron: Yeah! Let's go, Tunes!

Yep, we in here. Are we ready?

Tune Squad, we in the building!

Ha-ha. Yes, sir!

[Tune Squad cheering]

[Foghorn] Tune Squad!

[horn honks]

[all taunting]

[Ernie] Hey, they may be down a gazillion points, but LeBron James and the Tunes are coming back out here for the third quarter with some renewed energy.

Lil: And I don't understand why. They are losing really badly.

[buzzer sounds]

[Ernie] All right, here we go in the third quarter.

["Goin' Looney" playing]

[Tweety] Uh-oh.

Brow: Yeah! Bird versus baby bird.

Tweety: Do you have your ticket? 'Cause the 11:50 Express is running on time.

[train horn blares]

Hmm? Huh?

["Goin' Looney" continues playing]

He looks confused at first as he hears a train whistle, then looks just as he gets hit by said train via a picture setup by Wile.

Sally: Nice work, Wile. (Fist bump Wile)

Wile: Thanks, darling.

Tweety: [laughs] Classic.

[Wet Fire] Give me that ball, rabbit.

Whoa!

[muffled grunting]

[stomach grumbles]

Bugs: Someone's absorbed in the game. [giggles]

[whistles]

[Road Runner] Beep, beep.

[The Brow growls]

[Arachnneka] Yo.

Hey, guys.

Where's the ball?

[in slow motion] Beep, beep.

[yelling]

[Tweety grunts]

[scoreboard trilling]

Beep, beep.

Tangle (in the crowd): Nice, Roadrunner!

Roadrunner: Beep beep! (Thanks, Tangle!)

Al G: Oh, no! Are you kidding me? Road Runner smokescreen? It's the oldest trick in the book!

Tweety!

[digital beeping]

Ooh, slam dunk!

[Tune Squad cheering]

Just like I drew it up.

Gossamer, I say, he's the quicker-picker-upper.

[groans, spits]

[Ernie] Oh, what a no-look pass ahead to Dom.

Looks like the Goons are playing keep-away.

[static whines]

[Bugs Bunny] Dom passes to Wet Fire.

Wet Fire back to Brow. He's gonna dunk... Oh!

But he freezes at the rim!

[yelling]

Oh? Huh?

[crowd exclaims]

What are you doing?

Giving new meaning to "suspended from the game"!

[Al G.] Give me that.

But the Goons fast break, take it to the other end.

These silly Tunes don't have what it takes to win.

No, wait, wait. I wasn't trying to start a...

Oh, we rappin' now? We rappin'?

[hip-hop music playing]

Lebron: Hey, Porky, fry 'em.

Porky: Fry 'em? Me... Me... Me?

Daffy: Show 'em who you really are, Notorious P.I.G.

[mic feedback whines]

[people laughing]

Porky: Oh... Oh, boy. Here goes nothin'.

[stuttering and mimicking record scratching]

Porky: [rapping] ♪ What up? It's Porky Pig ♪

♪ They call me P Double ♪

♪ Al G. step to me He don't want no trouble ♪

Yeah!

[The Brow] Boo!

♪ I was famous Before the internets ♪

♪ Since 1935 I've been getting respect ♪

♪ This pig is lit I'm super legit ♪

♪ Every time I'm out in public People askin' me for pics ♪

♪ You, nobody knows you When you walk the street ♪

♪ How your last name Rhythm And you still off-beat ♪

Off-beat!

♪ From beginning to the end ♪

♪ I'm here for all the smoke ♪

♪ Your squad ain't all-star Your squad is all jokes ♪

[Daffy] All jokes!

♪ End this with one bar Most famous of all quotes ♪

♪ This battle is now over ♪

♪ That... That... That's all folks ♪

[mic thuds]

[all cheering]

[Lola] Yeah, Porky!

[Sonic] That's all, folks!

[The Brow] Get off the stage!

[trilling]

[fanfare music plays]

[mics thud]

Style points.

[air horn toots]

[upbeat hip-hop music playing]

Ernie: I'm not exactly sure what we just witnessed here.

Lil: [laughs] He just got bonus points for those bars.

He was spittin' hot fire.

Yeah!

[Taz burbling]

[Ernie] Taz brings it up. He can really pat the rock.

And it's stolen by The Brow!

Back to Tasmania, ya little devil.

Taz! [mimics Taz' burbling]

Huh?

Yeah!

Let's go! Yeah!

Are you serious?

Yeah!

Make a call, Pete!

[coos]

Oh, you wanna swallow your whistle?

[grunts]

[whistles blows]

Yeah! How'd that taste?

[tooting]

Now call the game!

[crowd cheering]

How did I lose control?

I didn't lose control.

You lost... You...

This one lost... I haven't lost any...

Yeah, baby, let's go. Let's go!

[Lola] Yes!

[Tweety] Yay, LeBron!

Let's go!

[Darius] Yes!

Let's go, Tunes!

Here we go! Let's go!

[all] Let's go, Tunes!

[crowd chanting] Let's go, Tunes!

Let's go, Tunes!

Let's go, Tunes! Let's go, Tunes!

Let's go, Tunes!

Let's go, Tunes! Let's go, Tunes!

[Ernie] Wow! Check out this crowd.

Everyone really getting behind the Tune Squad.

You know somethin', it's about time.

Now Wile and Sally is on the court and they opens a crate to reveal a large machine,it says on the machine "Acme Multiplier King James Edition".

[Ernie] Coming off the bench now for the Tunes, Wile E. Coyote and Sally Acorn.

Wile and Sally winks at them and uses The Road Runner to operate the machine while Wile takes a ball and puts it inside the machine.

Roadrunner: Beep, beep.

[machine whirring]

[beeping]

[chuckles] Wow.

Wile then gets himself sucked in and makes copies of himself.

Wile: What have I done?!

[Ernie] Look out. Looks like Wile E.'s gotten himself mixed up in the machine.

[beeping]

[Ernie] And just like that,

the Tunes have a thousand points on the board.

We havin' fun yet?

[Ernie] They're gonna clean these coyotes off the court and keep the game going.

Sally: You did amazing, Wile!

Wile: Thanks, you too!

They both see Cream, Marine, Blaze, Serena, Amy and Sonic looking at them with a "kiss already" look. They chuckles and gently kiss and imagine themselves in the night sky.

[laughs]

Sonic: Amy, I wanna say that I lo-

Amy: I love you, Sonic the Hedgehog.

Sonic felt surprised as they slowly kiss

Dom: What's wrong, Al? That was awesome.

Al G: What do you mean, "What's wrong?"

They're catching up.

[in distorted voice] Run Dame Time.

Not him again.

[stutters] He's gonna make bacon out of us.

Oh, don't worry. Time's on our side.

She knows time is literally on their side, right?

[walker squeaking]

[grunts]

Serena: You sure about this, Granny?

Granny: I'm going old-school on his butt.

Whoa.

[crowd cheering]

Come on.

[crowd gasps]

Stop!

[beeping]

Tick-tock.

[grunts weakly]

Hyah!

[crowd cheering]

She is The One.

What in the AARP is going on out here?

I got hops! Whoo!

[digital trilling]

Lola!

Got you, Bron!

[yelling]

[screaming]

[all groan]

[crowd cheering]

There we go! Let's go!

[Ernie] And the Tunes take the lead!

What a play from Lola and LeBron James!

A monster jam!

[chuckling]

LeBron came back from three-one down.

Can he come back from this far back?

Let me tell you this, I woke up today and only knew one world.

Then I got sucked into my phone, and at this point, anything's possible!

[laughs]

[LeBron shouts]

Way to go, Tunes!

Let's go!

Foghorn, right here.

Yeah!

[LeBron] Yeah!

I say, that's all right!

[LeBron] Lola!

Yes! My dude!

Taz!

[LeBron cheering]

Go, baby! Yeah!

Oh, yeah! Here we go!

[Foghorn] Way to go, Tune Squad!

[LeBron] Yeah! That's what I'm talking about!

Tails: That was amazing!

Whisper: (smiled shyly) Yay.

Now we having some fun! Yeah!

Whoo-hoo! This is fun basketball right here!

Be yourselves! Be yourselves!

[Elmer] All right!

Hey, Dom, are you a Tune or are you a Goon?

Tune or Goon? Tune or Goon?

Make up your mind. Make up your mind.

Let's go. Sit down.

Yeah. Way to get looney out there.

[Granny cheers, laughs]

Ooh-whee!

[Tweety] We did it!

Everybody happy, huh?

Everybody having a good time? Yeah?

You having a lot of fun out there?

'Cause that's all that matters, right?

Is that you're having fun.

[yelling] That doesn't matter at all!

What matters is that I win this game!

Oh, and you, Dom.

How are you losing at your own game?

[in distorted voice] For server's sake, I didn't even think that was possible!

I expected a lot more out of you, son.

Get your head in the game. I need to win!

[Foghorn] All right!

[Yosemite Sam] Whoo-hoo! Yee-haw!

[Granny] Drinks on me!

[Sylvester who are hugging Serena] Boy, that was awesome!

Serena: You can say that again, Sylvester!

[Porky] Go team!

[Al G. sighs]

[in normal voice] Yeah, maybe your dad was right about you.

Letting you be you was a mistake.

[sad music playing]

Sally started to feel bad for Dom.

[thud]

Okay.

If everybody would move down, then we could all sit on the bench.

Let's all sit on the bench!

[Foghorn] Now that's what I call momentum, son.

[Lola] LeBron?

[Tweety] Way to go!

Hey, you with us?

[Porky] I'm so tickled.

Let's end this.

I'm getting my son back.

[buzzer sounds]

[inspirational music playing]

[Elmer pants, grunts]

[grunts]

Iso. Clear out.

[Elmer panting]

[suspenseful music playing]

I wonder what move he's gonna do.

The post-up?

Maybe the fadeaway.

He's gonna dunk all over him.

Look at that kid! Kid's too small.