Looney, Looney, Looney Bugs Bunny Movie Page #2

I'd better get out of here

while the getting's good.

You back already?

Where's your replacement?

You've got to give me another chance.

I'll get a replacement... honest.

See that you do.

I'll get the critter this time.

I'll send him to hell.

Oh, oh, oh, pardon my language.

Here you go.

What am I doing on this humpbacked mule?

Great horny toads!

I'd recognize them flat feet anywhere.

Yah, mule! Yah! Yah! Yah!

Whoa, camel. Whoa. Whoa! Whoa, camel!

Whoa!

Oh, come on, whoa!

When I say whoa, I mean whoa!

Singing in the bathtub

Now, I hope that will learn you,

you humpbacked mulie.

Eh, what's up, doc?

You with the side show around here?

I'm no doc,

you flea-bitten varmint.

I'm Riff-Raff Sam,

the riffiest riff that

ever riffed a raff.

Your slip is showing.

Ooh, why, you...

Whoa!

Follow that rabbit! Giddy-up!

Come on, camel. Giddy-up!

Giddy-up! yah! Yah! Yah!

Camel, giddy-up!

When I say giddy-up,

I mean giddy-up!

Whoa!

Whoa, camel. Whoa.

Whoa! whoa!

Whoa, camel.

A car!

Boy, what a break.

What a spot to pick for a miragie.

Whoa, camel!

Whoa! whoa!

When I say whoa,

I mean whoa!

Open the door!

Open it! Open it!

I could have swore

I heard somebody knocking.

Oh, well.

Yoo-hoo! Mr. Arab!

Uh-oh.

Hyah, mule! Hyah, hyah, hyah, mule!

Hyah!

I wonder if he's stubborn enough

to open all those doors.

You just had to open

every door, didn't you?

I'll be right back!

I'll get that bucktoothed,

floppy-eared, slimy varmint,

or my name ain't Yosemite Sam.

That elevator only goes one way... down.

Ow! ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!

Maybe I'd better send you back my way.

Any one of you Lily-livered,

bowlegged varmints

care to slap leather with me?

In case any of you get any ideas,

you'd better know

who you're dealing with.

I'm the hootingest,

tootingest, shootingest

bobtail wildcat in the west.

I'm the fastest gun

north, south, east,

and west of the Pecos.

I'm the...

eh... shut up!

Did I hear someone say "shut up"?

Yup.

Stranger, you just yupped yourself

into a hole in the head.

You've been eating onions.

And you're going to be eating lead!

I'm a-warnin' you, stranger!

It's fair to warn you

I swing a fair shooting iron myself.

You see that church bell?

I'll carom a shot off from it,

then off that water tower,

through the window,

off the bottle on this bar,

then part your hair

right down the middle.

Ha! you missed.

Wait.

You call that shooting?

I'll show you some real shooting.

Now, beat that, varmint!

Gee, that's tough, but I'll try.

That does it!

I'm a-blastin' you!

I figured you'd like to settle this

in a gentlemanlike manner.

Gentleman?

That's against my principles,

but it's a deal.

10 paces, turn, and fire. All right?

All right.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 10!

Ooh... get back, varmint!

Ooh... cut it out!

No more gentleman stuff.

From now on, you fights my way...

Dirty!

5:
15? I'll take care of you later.

I got to catch a train...

And Rob it.

Get back there, rabbit!

I'm a-robbin' that train.

And I'm saving that train.

If you don't get back,

I'll blast you at the count of five.

1, 2, 3, 4...

You stupid horse.

Get a-goin'!

Now, this time

I'm only going to count to three.

1, 2...

You double-crossing rabbit!

You cut down your chances.

I'm only going to count two

and then blast you.

1, 2...

Yaah!

Hyah! hyah! Hyah! Hyah!

Hyah! hyah! Hyah! Hyah!

Ha! this will stop him.

You better stop your train, rabbit!

You better stop your train.

Well, I'm not stopping mine!

And I'm not stopping mine.

Oh, yeah?

We'll see who will chicken out first.

Well, well, well!

Look who just dropped in.

You must like it down here.

No! no! I hate it!

Oh, I am terribly disappointed in you.

However, I'm giving you

just one more chance.

Oh, no, you're not!

If you want him,

you can get him yourself.

I'm staying!

Ha ha ha ha!

eh... The Roaring Twenties.

Brought on the cops and robbers movies.

Audiences flocked into theaters.

To see their favorites.

FBI agent Elliot Ness was brought in.

To clean up the crime.

He became a public hero.

Friz Freleng decided that

whatever Ness could do,

I could do better.

From this point on, you are on your own.

You will be known to the department

as Elegant Mess.

Then I made a Ness of myself.

Taxi!

Look, fellows.

How many times do I have to tell you?

I haven't got a cold!

Ha ha ha! This is fun, Rocky!

in the wee

hours of the morning,

the mobster's car was seen driving.

Out on the pier at Lake Michigan.

They drove away,

figuring they had disposed

of Mess permanently.

But they had not

figured on his ingenuity.

The boys decided to throw a party.

Celebrating Rocky's birthday

and Agent Mess' removal.

Among those attending

were Jack "Legs" Rhinestone,

Baby Face Half-Nelson,

Pizza-Puss Lasagne,

Pistol-Nose Pringle,

and Teeth Malloy.

Uh... Rocky, we want to present to you

a token of our esteem.

Hiya, suckers!

Who's the broad?

She's some looker, hey, Rocky?

Uh... what happened, Rocky?

You bonehead.

You know, you're a lucky broad.

I like you.

Stop the music.

Stop... stop the music.

Stop the music!

turn on the light, Mugsy.

Turn it off... quick!

You lunkhead!

Now, you get over here,

and I'll turn on the light.

Then let him have it.

Uh... O.K., Rocky.

Gee, this is fun, Rocky...

Just like in the amusement park.

Shut up.

The way I work this thing,

you'd think I knew something about it.

On August 19th,

Rocky was brought

before Judge Hugo Strait.

In Superior Court Number Five,

State of Illinois.

Has the defendant been read his rights?

I read him his rights, Your Honor.

Didn't I, Clancy?

He surely did. Didn't he, O'Hara?

He did. I heard it. Didn't youse, Bugs?

I read him every right

the rascal had coming.

Didn't I, Clancy?

That youse did. You certainly did.

Didn't he, O'Hara?

All right! All right, already.

Does the defendant have anything to say

before I pronounce sentence?

one moment, Your Honor!

I present writs of Habeas Corpus,

Corpus Delicti, and Ad Nauseam,

charging that my client

is deprived of his rights

of Ipso Facto and E Pluribus Unum,

and I insist on his immediate release

under the precedent

set by section 8, paragraph 95

of Rogers vs. Semper Fidelis.

Case dismissed.

Thank you.

Heh heh heh.

It wasn't long.

Before Rocky was up

to his old tricks again.

All right, Mugsy. Step on the gas.

Come back, you dimwit!

Wait for me, stupid! Stop!

Agent Mess lost track

of Rocky's new hideout.

Then an event took place

that aroused his interest.

Eh... j-jumping Juniper!

What's all the rumpus?

J-j-jumping Juniper! A golden egg!

Eh... 24-karat solid gold!

I... I'm rich! I... I'm rich!

Who's responsible... who's responsible...

Who did this?

I know who it was. It was me!

But I'm no fool.

I know what happened to the goose

that laid the golden egg.

Well, c-come on now.

Don't be bashful. Who did it?

I know who did it.

She did it.

O.K. so I laid an egg!

"worth a fortune to owner."

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