Ep 1 of Lilly & Jerry

Looney Tunes Presents
"LILLY & JERRY"
Episode 1: The Thermodynamic Trap


[OPENING SHOT]
A sunlit suburban home hums with the whir of machinery. CAMERA PANS DOWN to a brass nameplate on the door: HENRY WILDE, M.S. Mechanical Engineering. Through the window, a lean man in a grease-stained undershirt adjusts a Rube Goldberg device made of soup cans, rubber bands, and a disassembled toaster.
HENRY
(grumbling, adjusting a spring)
Third law of motion, my tailpipe. If this doesn’t auto-brew my coffee by noon, I’m switching to Red Bull IV drips—
[SFX: Clink-clank-SPROING!]
A silver spoon flies off the contraption, ricocheting off a wall-mounted diploma (MIT ‘09) and striking a porcelain vase. It SHATTERS.
[CUT TO]
A pair of emerald-green feline eyes peering from under the sofa. LILLY’s pristine white fur glows like fresh snow, her pink collar charm (a tiny wrench) trembling as she slowly retracts her paw from the wreckage.
LILLY
(whisper-meow, pupils dilating)
…Oopsie.
[SFX: Creak.]
Henry’s shadow looms over the shards. Lilly’s tail puffs. She rolls onto her back, paws kneading air, and emits a trill so melodic it could shame a songbird.
HENRY
(hands on hips, stern)
Lilly. Again?
[CLOSE-UP]
Lilly’s claws snick out—then retract as she arches her spine, brushing her cheek against his shin. Her purr vibrates the loose bolts in his toolbelt.
HENRY
(sigh melting into a chuckle)
…You’re lucky you’re prettier than my ex’s divorce lawyer.
[CUT TO]
Behind the baseboard, JERRY leans against a thimble-sized recliner, nibbling a sunflower seed. His smirk widens as he watches Henry scratch Lilly’s chin.
JERRY
(voice dripping syrup)
Keep batting those lashes, Snowflake. Let’s see how cute you are when this goes down.
[SFX: Zwoop!]
Jerry yanks a thread tied to a mouse-sized pulley. The ceiling fan above Henry’s head SPUTTERS, dropping a screwdriver toward his skull—
[SLAPSTICK SEQUENCE]
Lilly LEAPS, intercepting the tool mid-air. She lands in a handstand, screwdriver balanced on her nose. Henry applauds. Jerry facepalms.
LILLY
(blinking innocently)
Mrrow?
[CUT TO: LATER]
Lilly sprawls on Henry’s blueprints, tail flicking as he sketches a "Rodent Neutralization Array" involving electromagnets and jalapeño powder.
HENRY
(muttering)
…ferromagnetic tracking… capsaicin aerosol dispersion…
LILLY
(paws kneading his forearm)
Prrt? (Translation: Let me handle this.)
[MONTAGE]

  • Lilly "accidentally" knocks Henry’s toolbox open, scattering nails.
  • Jerry dodges, but steps on a gear slicked with her salmon-oil drool—SPLAT.
  • Lilly pounces, pinning him under a teacup… only to find a decoy (a walnut shell on wheels).
    [CLIMAX]
    Jerry triggers Henry’s coffee machine prototype. Boiling liquid arcs toward Lilly’s tail. She YOWLS, knocking over a lamp—which topples the Rube Goldberg device, launching Henry’s sandwich into his lap.
    HENRY
    (staring at mayo-smeared schematics)
    …You’re replacing my drafting paper.
    [FINAL SHOT]
    Lilly nuzzles his palm, her fur strategically dusted with flour to mimic tears. Henry caves, lifting her into his arms. Over his shoulder, she locks eyes with Jerry and slowly licks her lips.
    JERRY
    (shuddering)
    Note to self: Invest in rabies shots.
    [END CARD: "Lilly: 0 | Jerry: 0 | Henry’s Sanity: -47"]

Continue to Act II: "The Great Cheese Heist"?
(I’ll escalate the gadget warfare, introduce Henry’s malfunctioning robot vacuum, and a very compromising position involving superglue and a lingerie catalog…)

Ep 2 of Lilly & Jerry

Looney Tunes Presents
"LILLY & JERRY"
Episode 2: Alley Cat Strut


[OPENING SHOT]
Dawn breaks over Henry’s cluttered backyard. Lilly perches on the kitchen windowsill, one paw daintily swiping cream from Henry’s abandoned latte. Her ears TWITCH at the sound of scurrying—Jerry hauling a stolen Cheeto up the curtain rod.
LILLY
(whisper-growl, pupils slitting)
…Mine.
[SFX: Scritch-scratch!]
A mangled teddy bear slaps against the window. Lilly FREEZES mid-pounce, cream dripping off her whiskers. CAMERA PULLS BACK to reveal BUTCH, a hulking tabby with a chewed ear and a studded collar that reads "Mr. Loverman". He leans against a trash can, flexing claws still tangled with a lace thong.
BUTCH
(gravelly meow, Brooklyn accent)
Hey, Snowball. Wanna see what I dragged in? Spoiler alert—it’s my heart.
[CUT TO]
Lilly’s tail puffs to twice its size. She hisses, knocking over a salt shaker. Jerry pauses his Cheeto heist to POPCORN.
JERRY
(leaning forward)
Oh, this’s gonna be good.
[SLOW-BURN SEQUENCE]
Butch’s Courtship Follies:

  1. The Serenade: Butch yowls an off-key rendition of "Cat’s in the Cradle" outside Lilly’s window. Henry chucks a wrench. Butch dodges, winking at Lilly.
  2. The Gift: He drops a half-eaten pigeon at her paws. Lilly fake-gags, nudging it toward Jerry’s hole.
  3. The Flex: Butch body-slams Henry’s Roomba, riding it like a mechanical bull. It veers into the garden, annihilating Henry’s prize zucchini.
    HENRY
    (storming outside, holding a severed Roomba wire)
    LILLY! Control your… boyfriend?!
    [CLOSE-UP]
    Lilly’s fur flattens. She trots to Henry, pausing to STEP ON BUTCH’S TAIL. He yelps.
    LILLY
    (buttercream mewl)
    Meeeeew? (Translation: Who, him? I’m traumatized.)
    HENRY
    (softening, scooping her up)
    …Should’ve known. You’re a lady.
    [CUT TO: NIGHTFALL]
    Lilly prowls the hallway, laser pointer in mouth (stolen from Henry’s desk). Jerry lounges in a bottlecap hammock, tossing Cheeto dust like confetti.
    JERRY
    (raising a crumb toast)
    To Butch—may his game stay weaker than his flea collar.
    [SFX: Clang!]
    Butch CRASHES through the dog door, dragging a soggy pizza box. His left eye is blackened.
    BUTCH
    (grimacing)
    Fight club. You shoulda seen the other guy. He’s… uh… still conscious.
    [PHYSICAL COMEDY ROUTINE]
    Lilly tries to ignore him, laser-targeting Jerry’s hole. Butch "accidentally" blocks her sightline—
  • She zaps his tail instead. He YOWLS, backflipping into a coat rack.
  • Henry’s lab goggles fall onto Butch’s head. He strikes a Top Gun pose.
  • Jerry lobs a Mentos into a Diet Coke bottle. The geyser SOAKES Lilly.
    LILLY
    (shaking soda off, voice icy)
    …You. Me. Air duct. Now.
    [CLIMAX: LOVE & WAR]
    In the attic, Butch corners her beside Henry’s prototype "Auto-Mouser 3000" (a drone with a net).
    BUTCH
    (leaning in, reeking of dumpster shrimp)
    C’mon, gorgeous. We’d make killer kittens. Think of the stripes!
    LILLY
    (paw on his muzzle)
    Let me think… No.
    [SFX: Clank!]
    She triggers the drone. It ensnares Butch in the net, drags him toward the open window.
    BUTCH
    (clawing floorboards)
    Is this a metaphor?!
    [FINAL SHOT]
    Lilly watches him vanish into the night, then turns—Jerry’s tail disappears into a vent. She sighs, batting a stray Cheeto into the drone’s path. It ZOOMS after Butch.
    LILLY
    (muttering)
    Bring back the wrench guy.
    [END CARD: "Lilly: 1 | Jerry: 0 | Butch’s Dignity: Fatally Wounded"]

Continue to Act III: "The Heat Cycle Incident"?
(I’ll escalate hormonal chaos: Butch returns with "aphrodisiac" catnip, Henry’s HVAC system goes haywire, and Jerry weaponizes a Victoria’s Secret catalog. Let me COOK.)

Episode 3 of Lilly & Jerry

Looney Tunes Presents
"LILLY & JERRY"
Episode 3: Heatwave Hijinks


[OPENING SHOT]
A heatwave melts the suburbs. Henry’s thermostat reads 102°F. Sweat drips onto his latest invention: a "Climate Neutralizer" cobbled from a dehumidifier, a mini-fridge, and a car radiator. The machine SPUTTERS, blasting his face with arctic air—then EXHALES a humid belch of Louisiana swamp air.
HENRY
(face smeared with oil, delirious)
Newton’s fourth law… Everything sucks.
[CUT TO]
Lilly sprawls on the linoleum, her fur splayed like a snowflake. She eyes Jerry’s water dish, her tail flicking in a slow, predatory metronome. Jerry lounges in a popsicle-stick raft, sipping lemonade through a bendy straw.
JERRY
(squinting at the thermostat)
Global warming’s a hoot when you’re 4 inches tall.
[SFX: Thud!]
A dented tuna can rolls into the kitchen. Butch leans in the doorway, one eye swollen shut, a bouquet of catnip clutched in his teeth. The plant glows neon green, radiating cartoonish fumes.
BUTCH
(muffled, dropping the "flowers")
Brought ya somethin’ that’ll cool ya down, Snow Queen. Wink.
LILLY
(slow blink, voice Arctic-cold)
Is that… moldy parsley?
BUTCH
(offended gasp)
This is premium stuff! Stole it from a vegan yoga studio. They called it… "Sapphic Sativa"?
[SLOW-BURN SEQUENCE]
The Catnip’s Curse:

  1. The Temptation: Lilly’s nose twitches. The fumes curl into her nostrils. Her pupils dilate to saucers.
  2. The Resistance: She backflips away, slapping her own face. "Nope. Nope. Nope."
  3. The Surrender: A single claw extends, hooking the catnip. She SNIFFS DEEPLY. Cue psychedelic swirls in her eyes.
    LILLY
    (voice dreamy)
    …Are your ears always that fluffy, Butch?
    [CUT TO: JERRY’S LAIR]
    Jerry adjusts a makeshift periscope, cackling. He slaps a sticky note onto a stolen Victoria’s Secret catalog: "Operation: CAT-astrophe".
    JERRY
    (rubbing paws)
    Time to turn up the heat.
    [MONTAGE OF MAYHEM]
  • Phase 1: Jerry slides the catalog under Lilly’s paw. She stares at a lingerie model, mesmerized. Butch flexes beside her, mimicking the pose.
  • Phase 2: Lilly, now wearing a bra as a hat, chases Butch through the house. Henry trips over them, spilling coolant fluid.
  • Phase 3: The Climate Neutralizer OVERLOADS, spewing pink glitter and maple syrup. Walls drip like a disco waffle.
    HENRY
    (covered in syrup, deadpan)
    …I’m converting to Amish.
    [CLIMAX: HVAC TANGO]
    Butch pins Lilly against the malfunctioning machine, his breath reeking of catnip and desperation.
    BUTCH
    (hoarse whisper)
    You’re like a solar eclipse, baby. Dangerous to stare at… but worth the burn.
    LILLY
    (purring, claw on his jugular)
    Adorable. Wanna see my dark side?
    [SFX: ZAP!]
    Lilly kicks a loose wire into the Neutralizer. It SHRIEKS, sucking Butch into a vent. His yowls echo through the ducts.
    LILLY
    (snapping out of the catnip haze)
    …Did I just invent a hairball disposal system?
    [FINAL SHOT]
    Jerry rides the syrup river on his raft, nibbling a stolen energy bar. He passes Butch’s limp tail protruding from a vent and TIES IT TO A CEILING FAN CHAIN.
    JERRY
    (saluting)
    Rest in spaghetti, never forghetti.
    [END CARD: "Lilly: 1.5 | Jerry: 1 | HVAC Repair Bill: $8,000"]

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Pub: 23 Feb 2025 11:17 UTC

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