What's with the handcuffs on a little girl? Her wrists could slip right out! How about a cage?
Bring in the cage!
I was being sarcastic.
Sarcasm, strike the cage...
What's with the handcuffs on a little girl? Her wrists could slip right out! How about a cage?
Bring in the cage!
I was being sarcastic.
Sarcasm, strike the cage...
A wolf, stopping kids in the middle of a wood? That's pretty creepy.
True. But we don't arrest people for being creepy.
Yeah, Bruce, you know that guy we got in the tank?
Ah, the creepy one?
Yeah, better let him go.
It would seem that all of you came together tonight by mistake.
Maybe you naughty neighbors butted heads so we could get to the real truth.
The Goody Bandit...
That's right. The Bandit's still at large. There's been a lot of finger pointing tonight, but now all fingers point to the Bandit.
Not my finger!
Oh no, you were just out damaging forest property, cutting down the redwoods we all call home.
Big guy like you, you could probably take whatever you want from little goody-loving creatures, couldn't you?
But someone robbed me! Have we lost track of that?
Thats right, someone did. Maybe a snack food competitor. Right Granny?
Now hold on a pea-picking minute! I may lead a double life full of secrets and deception, but that's no reason to be suspicious.
Huh?
A woman like you could have a lot to gain stealing all those recipes.
And that's how she makes her goodies so good! Eh?
Or she could just be another victim... of a hungry Wolf
Ah, the wolf did it. Talk about profiling.
Why should we trust someone who wears disguises for a living?
Maybe he's not a wolf at all!
You got me. I'm a poodle. I just haven't been to the barbershop in a long time.
Is this all just a big joke to you?
I just followed the girl here.
You leave my granddaughter alone!
Yes, now we get to Little Red, the girl with the basket on the run.
Where is she anyway?
What's with the handcuffs on a little girl? Her wrists could slip right out! How 'bout a cage?
Bring in the cage!
I was being sarcastic.
Sarcasm. Strike the cage...
Well all right. Get the cuffs off her.
So, Red, why don't you explain how this all began?
Well, like any other day: I was making deliveries to my granny's goodie shop.
Watchya readin', Red? [sees the magazine cover] "Far Away Places"? Are you going somewhere far away?
No. The world is too dangerous for me. [throws her arms up in exasperation, in the process throwing her magazine away. It lands spread-open on a passing car]
Aah! Can't see! Danger! Turn into the skid! [cuts back to Red as we hear the sound of screeching tires, followed seconds later by a loud crash. Red gives a tense look to the camera] I'm okay! I'll walk it off!
You can't go away! Who's gonna ride the goody bike?
If I had wings like you, I'd fly all the way past that mountain, [waves towards a snowcapped peak in the distance] and the next one and the next one...but I can't. I'm just a kid.
I'm just a woodpecker. [Red hears the sound of glass being shattered and flinches] Uh-oh. [Red shimmies down the rope and runs over to Granny's store, nearby, and finds the front window shattered. She opens the door, picks up a rock on the floor, and finds the words "YOU'RE NEXT!" written on it; fluttering down and landing next to Red's feet] "You're next!"? What does it mean, "You're next!"?
Ruined... [turns and trudges away, muttering to herself]
It means someone wants our recipes... [and with determination, she grabs the recipe book from the safe]
Are they gonna get your recipes?
Not today. [loads the book into her basket and places it under a tray]
So, you deliberately took your granny's recipes from the family vault, without permission?
Help yourself.
And then, you set off on a dangerous journey up the mountain [flicks an olive off the toothpick, snatching it out of the air with his tongue] alone?
Yeah. I guess I did.
You can't hold on to those recipes forever! I'll get you and your little granny too!
Yep, that settles it. [cuts back to the interview] We've got our bandit.
Ah, could be. I'd like to count my chickens after they hatch.
Chickens?
You've gotta admit, a wolf? Stopping kids in the middle of the forest? That's pretty creepy!
Hmm, yes, right. But we don't arrest people for being creepy.
Yeah, Bruce, you know that guy we've got in the tank?
Uh, the creepy one?
Yeah, better let him go.
So you went on to Granny's?
I found an old trail up the north side of the mountain.
Don't I get a drink?
No!
So! Mr. Wolf, may I call you Wolf?
You can call me Sheila. I like long walks and fresh flowers.
Quit playing around, Wolf! You're looking at 3 to 5 in an old shoe with no windows, so start singin'!
Your face looks familiar!
I get around the forest.
What do you do for a living, Mr. Wolf?
I'm a shepherd. [Stork strikes his hand with his baton] Hey!
You might as well confess! I told them everything!
Will you keep her away from me, please!
I remember you! Three years ago on the Stiltskin case, you were snooping around for a lead on his real name.
I was close, too. I was going to go with "Greg". Greg Stiltsken.
Hang on! Wait a minute, Flippers, you're saying this guy's a cop?
Worse. He's a reporter.
A what?!
And I've got the real story.
Those sheep made me hungry. After this, we're grabbing a bite.
Sounds good, sounds good.
I don't know what to do. I mean, should I call her? Should I-
Well she's keeping her options open. Seeing other people probably, you should do the same.
Shh. Up there.
Do you mind?
Ooh. Sorry. [aims his radar gun back at the cable car's cabin and continues walking, eventually picking up voices]
Boingo's voice: Hey, you deliver up this far?
Red's voice: [unintelligible due to static] ...but I was thinking of...the Muffin Man...Granny's recipes...an evil plan...to shut down everyone in the forest.
I knew it. She's working for the old lady. Twitchy?
Ouch. [as Red discovers a footprint, Twitchy swallows his camera. The extra weight causes him to fall from his branch and snap a through-the-mouth flash photo of Red; facepalms] Ugh. [steps out from his hiding place. Red gasps] Afternoon.
Hello.
So, you're the little girl in the red hood? That was quite a bit of falling you did just now. [Twitchy hides behind his boss and coughs up his camera] Yep, gravity's working...So what are you doing out here in the big bad forest? Are you taking the goodies to someone in particular?
Uhhh...my granny.
Ah, you don't have anything else in that basket?
You ask a lot of questions, mister!
Well, I'm a curious guy. Let me have a look.
I'd rather you didn't.
I mean, please! Come back here! [turns to Twitchy] What are you doing?!
Sorry! I was just winding! I was just - You had your tail-
Come on! We're gonna lose her! Red?! Red Riding Hood?! We'll never catch her. Taxi! [a taxi cab picks him up, but leaves Twitchy behind; Wolf sees Red run past] Whoa, that was her. We passed her. Right here's fine. [the taxi drops off him; into his tape recorder] Suspect is approaching on foot, stolen recipes in basket. I'm about to catch her red-handed. [steps out from behind the tree he is using as cover when Red gets close; she gasps and freezes] Hand over the basket!
Hi-yah! [starts kicking and punching him]
So, you really took a beating, from a little girl?
Hey.
HIIII-YAH!! [spin-kicks Wolf, causing him to fall on his back, then takes off]
Come back here, you little brat! [as Twitchy runs, trying to catch up, the Wolf chases Red's cape, not noticing that it is actually being flown by hummingbirds. When he grabs it, he finds it empty, and the camera whips back to reveal him frozen in mid-air past the edge of a cliff] Okay. Not cool. [falls and screams into the freezing water below; floating away, and noticing Red standing on the cliff above him] You can't hold onto those recipes forever! I'll get you and your little granny too! [sees a fisherman on the river bank looking at him intently]
Hmm. That's fishy.
What?! They're evil! I'll prove it!
This guy's a loon.
Watch it, chief. My mama's half-loon.
My, my. You're a big fellow. Shop at the Big and Tall store?
This is a big and tall mistake! I would not hurt a butterfly!
Then what's this?! A letter opener?!
Yeah that's a funny accent you got there, choppy.
I can do the Cowboy accent. [cowboy accent] "Howdy, partner!"
Indeed you can. Say, before you ride off into the sunset, you think you could rustle us up some information?
So, you didn't jump through the window, you were pushed. By a tree. Because you were pretending to be a woodsman. To sell foot cream.
I got the callback!
And good for you. Suffice to say, our thespian friend here knows the least about anything.
Exactly! What does that mean?
That it all points to Granny.
Honey, don't look at your granny like that.
I'm sorry, I thought you were Triple G! Or are you the bandit?
Awkward! [awkwardly side slips his way out of the room]
You're being ridiculous, Red.
I'm being ridiculous?! You're off living...La Vida Loca, risking your life for some dumb thrills! And I'm supposed to stay home and be your happy little delivery girl?!
I have a...
Coffee break, anyone?
Uh, yeah.
Who's got my keys?
You think Granny would mind if I went through her garbage?
Excuse us.
I thought you were happy.
Open your eyes. I've never even been outside of the forest. Don't you think I'd want more than that?
Of course you do. You're a Puckett.
I don't know what that means anymore. [takes off her red hood, drops it on the floor, and leaves the room]
[Granny sadly picks it up as she watches her granddaughter leave]
Who taught you how to drive?
Almost hit a squirrel!