ANNOUNCER: Ladies and gentlemen, your emcee for the Good Samaritan Awards...

(breathing heavily)

Wile (over radio): All right, Daffy, we're in.

Daffy: (normal voice) Oops, I forgot, I'm not pregnant.

ANNOUNCER: ...president of the committee, Governor Sally Acorn.

Sally: Thank you. Thank you. Thank you so much. Thank you. Last year, we faced our biggest test when a meteorite crashed into our dear city. That meteorite didn't just make a hole in our city. It made a hole in our hearts.

CROWD: Aw.

Daffy: (sniffles)

Sally: But even in tragedy, Professor Creek, he did what he does so well. He made us look at things differently. And thanks to you, Creek, the Love Crater Meteorite will forever serve as a symbol of how there is good even in the worst places. And successfully reversed climate change for the well-being of all of us.

Wile: This is going surprisingly smoothly.

Sylvester: What the molt is that?

Wile: The Coyote Tasmanian Cat Duck Rabbit Protection System.

Lola: The CTCDR? Guys, calm down. I'm on it. Initiating CTCDR override protocol. (chuckles) Get it, queen!

(computer buzzes)

Wile: Did it work?

Lola: Just give me five minutes.

Sally: And now, please join me in welcoming to the stage...

Sylvester: We don't have five minutes.

Sally: ...Professor Creek.

Daffy: The troll is on the move.

I repeat, the troll is on the move.

Wile: Lola, the curtain's going up any minute.

Lola: It's not letting me in.

Wile: Check your system preferences.

Sylvester: You probably need to download a driver.

Wile: Try rebooting!

Lola: Oh, my gosh. You fixed it.

Sylvester and Wile: Really?

Lola: No!

(door rattling)

MacArthur: Hey, Larry. Come on, open up. What did we say about locking doors?

Lola: Oh, no, no, no, no, no. Daffy, I got a situation here.

Daffy: Copy that. I'm on my way.

(stomach burbling)

(grunts)

Taz: Hurry up, guys.

Lola: Time to turn this baby on beast mode. Eat it, CTCDR!

Taz: Please, not now. (whimpers) Wile.

Wile: Wait, wait, wait. No, no, Taz!

Creek: This award is for... (Taz farts loudly) (clears throat) As I was saying...

Taz: (gasps) No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!

(Lola notices the smell and gas cloud and get angrily irritated while in a whisper)

Lola: TAZ! ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!

Taz: Sorry!

Creek: And that's why my Gala for Goodness will raise all the money needed for those less fortunate.

MacArthur: Come on! I'm starting to get mad here, Larry.

Wile: Lola! Lola!

Sally: And now the moment we've all been waiting for.

Daffy: (high-pitched voice) Excuse me. Is this the ladies' room?

MacArthur: Oh, uh, y-you need to take a right at the end of the hall, ma'am.

Lola: Yes. Whoop-bam! Oh, come on!

Sally: And now it is my honor to award Professor Creek with the Golden Dolphin! No.

Professor Creek: No.

Daffy (normal voice): Yes! (high-pitched voice) I mean, yes!

MacArthur: What?

Sally: Everyone, everyone, uh, please don't panic. Just stay calm. I'm-I'm sure there's an explanation for this. I repeat, uh, please do not panic.

Wile: Nice work, everybody. Now, let's make like a coyote and get the pack out of here.

Taz: Ah, wordplay. I don't get it.

Creek: Sally, Sally, if I may... You have to understand, I didn't bring hope back to the city for an award. I did these good things because of how they made me feel. That tingly feeling I get. That shiver up my spine. Because, you see, being good just feels so good. And when you're good, you're loved.

A guy: It's the Bad Guys!

MacArthur: Arrest them!

OFFICERS: Hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut.

MacArthur: They stole the Golden Dolphin!

Wile: Come on, you can't prove that.

Daffy (high-pitched voice): My baby!

MacArthur: On your knees, Bad Guys. With your hands up.

Sylvester: Never! We're out of here.

Wile: So long, suckers. Well, this just got a little weird.