Daffy Duck's Movie: Fantastic Island Page #5

HA HA HA!

YEAH, OL'

SQUARE BRITCHES HERSELF.

[HUMMING

HERE COMES THE BRIDE]

THE POOR OLD THING

COULDN'T CATCH A HUSBAND

WITH A BEAR TRAP.

[GIGGLING]

GIRLS, HERE SHE COMES.

HAPPY HUSBAND HUNTING,

DEARIE.

DID YOU TAKE SOMETHING

TO CLUNK HIM ON THE HEAD?

[GIGGLING]

YES.

[GIGGLING]

[SNORING AND MUTTERING]

AAH!

[GASPING]

NOW, WHO'S RESPON--

I SAY, WHO'S RESPONSIBLE

FOR THIS UNWARRANTED

ATTACK ON MY PERSON?

AHA!

'COURSE, YOU KNOW

THIS MEANS WAR.

AHH!

HUH? NOW, WHA HAVE WE GOT HERE?

ALL RIGHT, SISTER,

OUT WITH IT.

LET'S HAVE IT.

WHAT, I SAY,

WHAT'S THE BIG IDEA

BASHING ME:

ON THE NOGGIN:

WITH A ROLLING PIN?

CLUNK:

ENOUGH PEOPLE:

AND WE'LL

HAVE A NATION:

OF LUMPHEADS.

[BAWLS]

NOW, HOLD ON. THA WAS A JOKE, GIRL.

LUMP HEADS...

LUMPHEADS.

NOTHING:

TO CRY ABOUT.

LET'S HEAR YOUR SIDE

OF THE STORY.

WELL--

I KNOW JUST WHA YOU'RE GOING TO SAY.

YOU'RE LOOKING

FOR A HUSBAND.

YES.

YOU'RE GOING

ABOUT IT ALL WRONG.

YOU DON' BAT THEM ON THE BEAN

WITH A ROLLING PIN.

THAT'S LATER.

NOW, YOU TAKE THA ROOSTER YONDER--

HE'S A FINE

BACHELOR ROOSTER.

BUT, UH--

UH-UH!

YOU'RE RIGHT!

HE DOES LOOK:

LIKE A DOG,

BUT HE'S A ROOSTER,

ALL RIGHT.

HE JUST WEARS:

THAT DOG SUI TO KEEP LOVESICK

HENS AWAY FROM HIM.

OH!

NOW, HERE'S HOW

TO GET HIM.

EVERYBODY, I SAY,

EVERYBODY KNOWS:

THE WAY:

TO A MAN'S HEART IS

THROUGH HIS STOMACH.

TAKE THIS FINE:

CASABA MELON:

OVER TO HIM.

SHOW HIM:

WHAT YOU GOT,

BUT DON' LET HIM HAVE IT.

TEASE HIM:

A LITTLE.

MAKE HIM CHASE YOU.

IS ANY OF THIS:

FILTERING THROUGH

THAT LITTLE BLUE

BONNET OF YOURS?

YES.

NICE BUT SHARP:

AS A SACK OF WET MICE.

PSST!

FOR ME?

[MIDDLE EASTERN

MUSIC PLAYS]

THIS CLUCK'S

OFF HER ONION.

ALL RIGHT,

SALOME.

GIVE PAPA:

THE PRETTY MELON.

GIVE ME THAT CASABA,

YOU PEABRAIN!

[GRRR]

OH!

HE'S CHASING ME.

[GRRR]

I'M WIDE, I SAY,

I'M WIDE OPEN!

SHOOT ME A LATERAL.

THAT'S IT.

THAT'S THE OLD

PASSING IT, KIDDO.

[WHISTLE BLOWS]

YOUR ROOSTER, GIRLIE.

I'VE HOOKED,

I SAY, I'VE HOOKED HIM.

IT'S UP TO YOU

TO LAND HIM.

SOONER OR LATER,

SHE'S BOUND TO TRY

TO GET HIM OU OF THAT DOG SUIT.

THEN WHOA, NELLIE!

HEY, WAIT A MINUTE.

WHAT ARE YOU:

TRYING TO DO,

PULL THE SKIN:

OFF OF ME?

YES.

WELL, IT WON'T WORK,

GIRLIE.

IT'S ON TOO TIGHT.

NOW, WHAT'S THIS

ALL ABOUT?

WELL...

[WHISPERING]

LOOK, CHICK,

I GOT NEWS FOR YOU.

WHAT YOU WANT'S

A ROOSTER,

NOT A DOG,

WHICH I AM.

YES!

WITH THAT PUSS,

YOUR ONLY CHANCE

TO GET A ROOSTER

IS TO TRAP ONE.

HERE'S HOW YOU GO ABOU BUILDING A TRAP.

YOU GET YOURSELF

A COUPLE OF 2 X 4s.

THEN YOU GE A STEPLADDER...

WHAT IN THE, I SAY,

WHAT IN THE WORLD

IS THAT HEN:

UP TO NOW?

I DON'T KNOW

WHAT YOU'RE DOING

WITH THA BOWLING BALL,

GIRLIE,

BUT I'M NOT ONE

TO LET A LADY:

DO A MAN'S JOB.

[BALL ROLLS]

THERE YOU ARE,

SISTER.

HAVE FUN.

NUTTY:

AS A FRUITCAKE.

[ENGINE STARTS]

GOING ON YOUR HONEYMOON?

YES.

YES!

I SAY, YES!

I WONDER WHA THEM VARMINTS IS DOING

ROUND THAT OLD WELL?

I'LL SASHAY DOWN THERE

AND FIND OUT.

MOVE ASIDE!

MAKE WAY FOR A PIRATE.

HEY, VARMINT,

WHAT IN TARNATION'S

GOING ON HERE?

FOR 500 SIMOLEONS,

I'LL GIVE YOU A PENNY.

DROP IT IN THE WELL

AND MAKE A WISH.

YOUR WISH WILL COME TRUE.

FORK OVER THE CASH.

YOU'RE HOLDING UP

THE LINE.

FORK OVER:

ONE OF THEM PENNIES,

OR I'LL CUT YOU OFF

AT THE PASS.

YES, SIR.

YOU TALKED ME INTO IT.

ALL RIGHT,

YOU DUMB WELL.

I'VE ALWAYS WANTED

TO HAVE A RICH RELATIVE

WHO'D KICKED THE BUCKE AND LEF ALL HIS MONEY TO ME,

SO LET'S HAVE IT!

A VERY RICH RELATIVE

IN POOR HEALTH:

DOTH WILL TO YOU

HIS ENTIRE WEALTH.

BUT, SIRE,

THERE IS NO MORE MONEY.

YOUR UNCLE THE KING

HAS CUT OFF:

YOUR ALLOWANCE.

YOU KNOW THE PENALTY

FOR NOT HAVING:

THE BOOKS BALANCED.

OH, NO!

NOT THE NOSE:

IN THE BOOK PENALTY.

YEAH, THE NOSE

IN THE BOOK.

WE GOT TO GE SOME MONEY!

[DOORBELL CHIMES]

OOH! WELL,

WHAT DO YOU WANT?

GOOD EVENING.

MY COMPANY:

HAS SELECTED YOU,

UNDER NO OBLIGATION,

TO BE THE PROUD OWNER

OF LEGAL TENDER:

AMOUNTING TO--

WE DON'T WANT ANY!

1 MILLION!

A MILLION POUNDS?

WELL...

[NICELY]

COME RIGHT IN.

WELCOME:

TO THE HOUSE OF SAM.

"TO MAKE CERTAIN

THIS MONEY BE RECEIVED

"BY A WORTHY PERSON

OF MILD TEMPERAMENT,

"THE BEARER

OF THE DOCUMENT"--

THAT'S ME--"HAS BEEN

AUTHORIZED TO DEDUC "FROM THE TOTAL AMOUN ANY SUM HE SEES FI WHENEVER THERE'S

ANY DISPLAY OF TEMPER."

IN SHORT, WHENEVER

YOU BLOW YOUR TOP,

YOU BLOW SOME DOUGH.

GET IT?

PROCEED.

ALLOW ME TO BE:

YOUR MOST HUMBLE

AND MILD-TEMPERED

HOST.

OH, UH, SAM!

PASS THE SALT,

PLEASE!

SALT?

GET IT YOURSELF!

UH-OH. THAT'LL COS YOU ABOUT, UH...

SALT?

WHY DIDN'T YOU SAY SO?

HERE'S YOUR SALT,

BUNNY.

I HOPE YOU LIKE IT.

[MUTTERING]

OH, UH...

THE PEPPER,

PLEASE.

PEPPER!

OH, UH...

YEAH, HEE HEE.

THE PEPPER.

COMING RIGHT UP.

[MUTTERING]

PUT A ROOM ACROSS--

OH, SAM!

OH, NO.

HOW ABOUT THE OLIVES?

AAH...

THAT DIRTY PERA-ALTA

BAK-A-FLAPPIN'

FILABUSTIN'

GLOOM-A-BURTIN...

[SPUTTERING]

NOW, WHAT WAS THA YOU WERE SAYING?

I LIKE YOU, RABBIT.

[KISS]

I HEARD YOU IN THERE.

IT'LL COST YOU 300.

300!

OOH!

[MUFFLED SCREAMING]

[SHOUTING]

EH, I'M NOT SLEEPY.

I'LL HANG AROUND

A WHILE.

GOOD NIGHT, SAM.

NIGHTY-NIGHT, BUNNY.

[MUTTERING]

I DREAM OF JEANNIE

SHE'S A LIGHT BROWN HARE

LA TE DE DA:

DA DA DA:

DE TA TA DE:

STOP THAT MUSIC,

YOU CRAZY ROCKIN'

VARMINT RABBIT!

WELL, THAT SHOULD

BE WORTH 400.

HEE HEE!

I WAS ONLY KIDDING.

HOW ABOUT SINGING ME

TO SLEEP:

WITH THAT BRAHM'S LULLABY?

WHAT DO YOU SAY,

FRANKIE BOY?

WELL, MAYBE.

[MARCHING BAND PLAYS]

DA DA DA DUM:

TA DA DA DA DA:

TA DUM TA DA:

DO YOU LIKE IT?

I LIKE IT.

I LIKE IT.

[MUTTERING]

LA DA DI:

DO DO DO:

LA DO DI DI:

GET OUT OF THERE!

HEY, YOU SPLATTER-SPATTIN'

NASA-TRAPPERALL!

I HEARD YOU.

IT'S GOING

TO COST YOU 400.

OH!

AND 35 SHILLINGS.

OOH!

HEY, DOC,

WHAT'S THAT SONG

YOU'RE PLAYING?

I LIKE IT.

DIRTY...

[MUTTERING]

IF THIS KEEPS UP,

I WON'T HAVE

ANYTHING LEFT.

I'LL GET RID OF HIM.

IT'LL LOOK LIKE

AN ACCIDENT.

[SMIRKING]

OH, MR. BUNNY!

THERE'S SOMEONE

AT THE DOOR FOR YOU.

TELL HIM TO COME BACK

TOMORROW.

I'LL BE HERE ALL DAY.

WHAT?

OH, NO, YOU'RE NOT!

YOU'RE COMING OU RIGHT NOW!

OUT, OUT, OUT!

[SCREAMING]

[SPLASH]

O.K., SAM,

IT'S ALL YOURS.

WHY, YOU--

[SCREAMING]

[SPLASH]

WHEW!

THE ALPS HAVE GOT NOTHING

ON THESE STAIRS:

FOR CLIMBING.

OOP!

[MUTTERING]

I GOT IT LICKED, RABBIT.

I DON'T GET MAD

NO MORE. WATCH THIS.

SEE?

HA HA HA!

I CAN TAKE IT.

I HAVEN'T THE HEAR TO TELL HIM

HE'S USED UP

ALL THE MONEY.

OOH, I HATES WISHING WELLS.

SEE HERE,

MY GOOD FELLOW,

YOU'RE CREATING

A BOTTLENECK:

IN THE LINE.

OH, YEAH?

SEAWEED SAM DON'T TAKE

THAT KIND OF TALK

FROM NO FANCY PANTS!

YIKES!

YOU'VE UNPANTED ME.

FEEL A DRAFT,

VARMINT?

HA HA HA!

WRETCH.

HAVE YOU NO COUTH?

GREAT HORNY-TOADS.

IT FITS.

SO YOU'RE

THE MAP-STEALING VARMIN WHO DONE RUN OFF

WITH MY TREASURE MAP.

WELL, YOU GO THREE SECONDS

TO COUGH IT UP:

BEFORE I STUN YOUR GROWTH.

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