Titans, go!
(GRUNTING)
(SQUAWKING)
(GRUNTS)
That's what happens
to naughty children.
(CACKLING)
Mother, may I give
you the eye blast?
No, you may not.
That's one mean old lady.
Oh!
Toughest grandma ever.
Please. She's nothing
compared to my grandma.
Make you cookies one minute,
knock some sense
into you the next.
My grandma's a succubus
who eats people's souls.
Mother told you to be nice,
now you all get a spanking!
-(SLAPPING)
-Oh! Ow! Oh!
Ow! Too bad your grandma's
not here, Cyborg.
'Cause we could sure
use the backup. Ow!
-Man, if she were here,
she'd be like...
-(BEEPING)
(IMITATING GRANDMA)
Honey, you don't want
to make Grandmama mad!
Uh-uh, no you do not!
That is the funny voice.
I did not know you could
do the funny voice.
(CACKLING)
Ooh, you have done it now!
Grandmama's gonna give you
a whoopin' for that!
That's right, you go on now.
Go on, honey. Look both ways
before you cross the street.
Hmph! I guess I knocked
some sense into her.
(TITANS LAUGHING)
Too bad you can't really knock
some sense into a person.
Ooh child, sure you can!
No sense, then wham!
Sense.
All right, who wants some?
-Nopes, I'm good.
-Uh, no thanks.
Oh, no thank you, the Grandma.
(GIGGLING)
But I do like the funny voice.
CYBORG: (IMITATING GRANDMA)
That boy couldn't
sit down for a week!
(LAUGHING)
Never should have messed
with Grandmama's gravy!
Enough with the funny
voice, Cyborg.
Mmm. Yeah, it's
giving me a headache.
Grandmama don't know what
you talkin' about, baby.
(CHUCKLING)
Dude, the moment's passed.
Why are you still
talking like that?
You ever get stuck
doing a voice that
you just can't stop?
Well, that's where I am,
honey, I just can't help it.
Grandmama can't help it.
(CRASHING)
-Try to help it.
-(ALL CLAPPING)
Morning, Titans.
(CYBORG HUMMING)
CYBORG: (IMITATING GRANDMA)
Who wants breakfast, children?
Ugh, still with the voice!
(GASPING)
-Cyborg, what are
you doing, bro?
-Call me Grandmama, child.
-Seriously, Cyborg...
-(SLAPPING)
-Ow.
-I said call me Grandma!
Okay, Grandmama.
Now wash those hands
before you eat. Go on, now.
Mmm-hmm.
That dress does
not flatter him.
(SINGING LOUDLY)
It seems this voice has
attached itself to Cyborg's
subconscious somehow.
-But it also seems he...
-(FOOTSTEPS POUNDING)
She has become
an awesome cook!
Thank you, sweetie.
Now let's clean up this mess,
'cause I'm not raisin'
any little piggies.
Aww, but that's so much work!
Cleanin' doesn't have to
be work, baby.
Just put a little music on,
and it becomes a party!
How can audio pleasantries
inspire cleanliness?
(FUNKY MUSIC PLAYING)
(SPLASHING)
Just feel the music, baby.
I think I'm...
I'm starting to feel it.
-Yo, this music is making
me want to do the dishes!
-(SQUEAKING)
Watch me dry these bad boys.
-(RATTLING)
-(TINKLING)
Uh-huh!
(FUNKY MUSIC CONTINUES)
(ZAPPING)
That's right!
Grandma's cookin' now!
(CYBORG WHOOPING)
Uh-huh!
I don't know how we ever
lived without you.
I love you, Grandma.
I love you, too.
Sweet, sweet dreams,
baby child.
(BEAST BOY PLAYING VIDEO GAME)
Huh?
-Hey, I was playing with that!
-Not before doin' your
homework you wasn't.
I don't have homework.
I don't even go to school.
Are you sassin' me, child?
-What is sassin'?
-Ooh, don't make me
knock some sense into you.
Sorry, Grandma.
Mmm-hmm, that's more like it.
(ELEVATOR DINGING)
CYBORG: Oh, no, you don't!
You're not goin' out
dressed like that!
What is wrong with the
way I am attired?
Why, nothing.
If you like showin' some skin.
I think she looks good.
No, you don't!
(GLASS BREAKING)
(SPLASHING)
Robin? Did you have to knock
so much of the sense into him?
-(CHUCKLING)
-Somethin' comical, missy?
(CLEARING THROAT)
Uh, no, ma'am.
You!
-Cover yourself up! You ain't
goin' nowhere like that!
-Yes, Grandmama.
And you!
-You're fine like that.
-Thanks.
-Is that sass?
-No, ma'am.
Mmm-hmm.
I've changed my mind.
I hate life with Grandma!
We've gotta do something.
I don't care how good
his peach cobbler is.
My cheeks sting
from the slapping.
How do we make
him snap out of it?
We take Grandma's advice.
(IMITATING GRANDMA)
We have to knock some
sense into him, child!
Sorry, it is a
fun voice to do.
-I can't hit a grandma, Robin.
-She is part of our family.
"She's" not even a she!
Hitting old people,
even if they aren't really
old people, isn't cool.
We hit old people
all the time.
But they are filled
with the evil.
An old person filled
with evil. That's it!
Hmph. Blasted arthritic hip.
-Now, who called for Grandma?
-Help! Ahh, help!
-You must save us, Grandmama!
-We've been baked
into a giant pie.
How crazy is that?
-(SCREAMING)
-(CHEWING)
Such a delicious way to die!
Mmm.
Who did this terrible,
terrible thing?
MOTHER MAE EYE:
Are you calling
my pie terrible?
It is if you usin' my
grandbabies as fillin'!
I hope you got
your teeth in tight.
'Cause we 'bout to
have us a grandma fight!
-(ROARING)
-(GROWLING)
(COMICAL MUSIC PLAYING)
You gonna make a move,
old woman?
Or you just gonna stand
there gettin' shorter?
(MOTHER MAE EYE SPEAKING)
(GROWLING)
(CYBORG SPEAKING)
(EXPLODING)
Now, you've made Mother mad!
-(JAGUAR GROWLING)
-(LION ROARING)
(GRUNTS)
Sweet Marlene!
You're not even a grandma!
Mother needs to knock
some sense into you.
(IN NORMAL VOICE)
Whoa! I just got the
sense knocked into me!
I love you, baby child.
(CACKLING)
-(SHOOTING)
-(EXPLODING)
You guys okay?
Oh, man, I'm so full.
(WHIMPERING)
There, there.
It's going to be okay, Cyborg.
I just miss her so much.
We'll always have
the memories, bro.
(FUNKY MUSIC PLAYING)
That's right! Whoo!
Granny's cookin' now!