[Liam is standing on a hill looking at his Minnie's house]

Liam: There it is! Minnie Mouse's house! What wonders await me today? Fresh-baked cookies? Story time? A sweater with love in every stitch? Aw, what am I waiting for? [runs down the hill] Minnie, Minnie, Minnie!

Minnie Mouse: Oh, [giggles] Liam!

Liam: Hi, Minnie! [hugs her as the two walk into the kitchen]

Minnie: Come in and sit for a while. [gives Liam a plate of cookies] Have a cookie, Liam!

Liam: Minnie, you make the best cookies on the planet. [grabs a cookie and dips it in a glass of milk] Oh yeah... [eats it. His eyes turn into cookies] Minnie's cookies...

Minnie: Now, who wants to lick the spoon? [Liam raises his hand]

Liam: Me, me, me! [cut to Minnie telling Liam a story while he licks the spoon]

Minnie: ...and then we drove all the way home with all the windows down in the freezing cold.

Liam: Tell me another story about when I was a baby. [cuckoo clock strikes three. Liam gasps] Three o'clock? I'm gonna be late for work!

Minnie: Hop in my car, I'll drop you off. [cut to Minnie driving up to the Warner Bros. Studios]

Liam: Thanks, Minnie! [hops out of the car]

Minnie: Liam, you forgot your kissy-kissy! [Liam turns around and heads back to Minnie. Dot is watching from the water tower]

Liam: I sure did. [Minnie gives him a kiss, leaving a red print on his forehead of her lips] Bye, Minnie, thanks for the ride. [walks inside the lot while whistling to some laughing from everyone] Isn't this great? Everybody's in a good mood today.

Dot: I love bursting your bubble, Liam, but they're laughing at you, not with you.

Liam: Did I do something funny?

Dot: Your forehead. [points to the kiss]

Liam: My forehead is funny?

Yakko: Hey, hey, Mama's boy? Kissy-kissy-kissy! [everyone laughs]

Liam: No, you're wrong! There's nothing wrong with getting kisses from Minnie Mouse.

Wakko: No, especially if you're a big baby who wears diapers! [everyone laughs] And sucks his thumb, and plays with dolls, and, um... [soon, everyone stops laughing] ...wears pyjamas with feet in 'em, and carries his, um... binky around, and...

Studio workers: All right already!

Dot: Cheer up, Liam. I know someone who still likes you.

Liam: Really? You do, Dot?

Dot: Yeah, Minnie! [everyone laughs. Liam tries getting the kiss off with his hand and a mop but nothing seems to work. Everyone is still laughing at him]

All: [laughing at Liam]

Liam: [yelling] Stop it! [everyone stops] I have been publicly humiliated for the last time! [runs home crying. Bubble transitions to Liam's house]

Evan: I'm sorry that happened to you, Liam.

Liam: Me, too.

Evan: You're the most adult person I know.

Liam: Thanks, Evan.

Evan: You know how sweet people are, they love babies. You just can't act like a baby around her.

Liam: You're right, Evan.

Evan: Have I ever not been right? [cut to a picture of Liam on a giant red firecracker, a picture of Liam with a giant funnel in his mouth while Evan holds a giant pumpkin, and a picture of Liam and Evan in black speedos while a wolf whistle is heard in the background] You're a man now, Liam, and it's time you starting acting like one.

Liam: Yeah! Oh, but I'm not sure I know how.

Evan: Allow me to demonstrate. First, puff out your chest. [Liam obediently puffs out his chest] Now say, "tax exemption!"

Liam: "Tax exemption!"

Evan: Now, you must acquire a taste for free-form jazz. [jazz music plays] ...Okay, Liam, you're ready! [cut to both walking up on the hill facing Minnie's house] This is it. What are you gonna tell Minnie?

Liam: I'm a grown up!

Evan: No ifs, ands, or buts about it!

Liam: A man's gotta do what a man's gotta do!

Evan: And then you get behind her and I'll push!

Liam: Evan, we didn't say that.

Evan: Oh yeah, right.

Liam: All we need now is the icing on the maturity cake. [takes out a suitcase] I've been growing these babies for years... [opens it to reveal sideburns. Both of them take a pair and put them on]

Liam and Evan: Sideburns! [Liam knocks on Minnie's door]

Minnie: [opens door] Oh, [giggles] hello, Liam. What a nice surprise. Come here and I'll give you my kissy-kissy. [as she is about to kiss him, Liam puts on a helmet to block it]

Liam: [removes his "Kisses Not Allowed" helmet off his head] Sorry, Minnie, but the kissing has to stop.

Evan: Tell her like it is, Liam, no more baby stuff.

Liam: He is right, Minnie. Kisses are for babies, which I am no longer. I have grown up. It is nature's way.

Minnie: Oh, you are absolutely right.

Liam: I am? I mean, of course I am.

Minnie: You will definitely not be treated like a baby around here ever again.

Liam: I am glad you see it my way, Minnie. [puts on a hat]

Minnie: Well, I'm glad that's settled. [holds out a tray of cookies] But what am I going to do with all these fresh baked cookies?

Liam: [chuckles] Sorry, Minnie, we adults don't partake in the consumption of sweets, right, Ev... [notices Evan isn't there] ...an? [cut to Evan sitting at the kitchen table]

Evan: Keep 'em coming, Minnie Mouse! [scarfs down the cookies as Liam watches from a window]

Liam: So much for no more baby stuff.

Minnie: And don't forget the cookie-eating hat! [puts a red hat with springs attached to yellow smiley faces on top of Evan's head. They both laugh]

Liam: Hey, that's my cookie-eating hat! I mean it was when I was a baby. [growls in frustration; then knocks on the door. Minnie opens it]

Minnie: Well, look who's here. It's my big old adult handsome boy.

Liam: Minerva, I need to have a mature conversation with Mr. Evan. [runs up to Evan, who still eats his snack] [whispering loudly] Evan! What are you doing?! Cookies?! Warm milk?! A bib?! [points to it, which reads "I heart Minnie"] Is that a kissy mark on your forehead?! We are supposed to be adults! [bangs on the table]

Minnie: Oh, oh, no roughhousing with a full tummy. [tickles Evan] Who's the baby?

Evan: I'm the baby, I'm the baby, I'm the baby! [Liam clears his throat] Being grown up is boring. I love being a baby. Besides, I don't get jazz.

Liam: [chuckles] Poor Evan. I almost feel sorry for you. [takes out a pipe and blows smoke from it] Trapped in the awkward phase of diaper days... never to know the rich rewards of being a grownup. [Minnie comes back with more cookies]

Minnie: Here's a fresh batch of cookies.

Evan: All right! [eats them] Rewards, huh?

Liam: Well, yeah, there's, eh... [sees Evan eating cookies with his mouth open] well, let's see, we... [a cookie rolls over to his side] We went over the jazz... [Evan grabs the cookie and eats it]

Evan: Oh, Minnie, I'm full. [Minnie sets down another plate of cookies]

Minnie: More cookies! [Evan uses his mouth like a vacuum and eats all the cookies. One of the cookies rolls over by Liam's side. He whistles for a brief second, then checks his wristwatch]

Liam: It appears to be my lunch hour. Grownups have to eat too. I guess this will have to do. [Minnie takes the cookie away]

Minnie: Oh, you don't want this baby food. How about a big piece of steamed fried? [gives him the yucky Asian food]

Liam: Oh yeah, uh... great. [takes a mouth full with a fork] Nutritious.

Minnie: Storytime! [Evan runs to Minnie]

Evan: Oh, boy! Storytime, storytime, storytime!

Liam: Storytime? [Evan is sitting on Minnie's lap, ready to hear a story]

Minnie: You'll enjoy this, Evan. It's a wonderful story about a magical leprechaun. [Liam walks in] Oh, Liam, you wouldn't be interested in this baby book. [drops a giant book on the floor] Here's the technical manual on routine active maintenance.

Liam: Oh, uh... great. Yeah. [opens the book] Fascinating. No pictures, just the way I like it. [while eating a cookie, Evan bites his finger leaving a big red bruise]

Evan: [acting like a 2-year old] D'oh! My wittle finger! [cries]

Minnie: Hold still, hold still. [kisses his finger] All better?

Evan: [talking normally] Sorta... [holds up his other finger] this finger hurts a little bit too. [Liam is angry at what he sees then covers himself with the book he was reading]

Minnie: How about I give you a present? [Liam then uncovers himself and sees Evan with the present]

Evan: Oh, boy, I hope it's cookies! [opens up the box, then the box cover lands on Liam's head to find a sweater, but puts it on his head] Alright! Another hat!

Minnie: No, Evan, it's a sweater.

Liam: [removes the box cover from his head] Huh?

Minnie: With love in every stitch.

Liam: No... [imagines himself in the sweater instead of Evan. The sweater tears in half] Don't I get a present, Minnie?

Minnie: Oh, I almost forgot. [hands him some office supplies] Here's some office supplies. I didn't wrap them. I knew you wouldn't mind. [cuckoo clock strikes three again] Uh-oh, three o'clock, time for adults to go to work. Bye-bye, Liam.

[Evan gets the sweater on]

Minnie: I'll bet you'd fancy a nap, huh, Evan? [Evan yawns] You still here, Liam?

Liam: Uh, I don't need to leave yet. I can be late for work.

Minnie: [puts a blanket over Evan as he lays on the couch] No, no, no, that wouldn't be the adult thing to do.

Liam: Alright, I guess I'll be going. I've, uh, got a lot of adult-type business to take care of, so, uh, I'll see ya later.

Minnie: Okay, thanks for stopping by, Liam.

Liam: Yep, that is it. Here I go.

Minnie: Come again if you get the chance.

Liam: [opens the door] Out into the cold, grown-up world alone without a sweater.

Minnie: Toodleloo.

Liam: I don't know when I'll be back.

Minnie: I know how busy you are.

Liam: So, uh... that's it. [Evan is sleeping]

Minnie: Shh, he's asleep.

Liam: [slowly closes the door] Soooo loooong... [closes it but then slams it open with sad eyes and gets irritated and annoyed. His sideburns fall off his head. He starts throwing a big tantrum] I don't wanna grow up! [holds up a giant chocolate chip cookie and snaps it in half in front of his face] I want cookies! [holds up a giant baby bottle with milk inside] And milky! [wears a sweater] I want a sweater with love in the stitches! [runs around wearing a diaper with a blue pin on it as he's putting baby powder in it] I wanna wear didies! [rides in a wagon] I wanna ride in my wagon! [holds his giant teddy bear] I wanna cuddle-wuddle with Mr. Stuffykins! [rides his old rocking horse with a sailor hat on and a lollipop] I wanna rocky-rock on my horsey! [holds up his bruised finger] And I want a kissy-kissy on my boo-boo! [bawling and falls the floor, slamming his fists on the floor. He then rolls like a wheel and munching over baby stuff. Minnie is shocked and sad for him. Liam, sitting, sprays his tears in his mouth. Minnie thinks for a second. Liam continues bawling hysterically as he ratchets like a lawn sprinkler, hyperventilating and almost spinning around and sprays tears everywhere. He spins even faster and floods the whole house of hurricane]

Minnie: Take it easy, Liam. [picks up Liam crying and hyperventilating.] Liam. Liam! [Liam continues sobbing and hyperventilating until Minnie stops him by holding his lips] You don't have to be a baby to get my love.

Liam: [sniffles as he starts to feel a bit better for sad eyes] I don't?

Minnie: Of course not. [pulls the plug under the tear flood since Liam crying over baby stuff to drain it] No matter how grown-up you get, you'll always be my little baby boo. [Minnie tickles Liam, then kisses his forehead] And remember, you can kiss me and still be an adult. [hands Liam his sideburns and a chocolate chip cookie] Here you go. [Liam puts on his sideburns and eats the cookie]

Liam: Thanks, Minnie. [bites the cookie] Uh, Minnie, could you not mention this to the guys down at the movie studio?

Minnie: No problem. [hugs Liam. Outside, Dot and everyone else are laughing]