Looney, Looney, Looney Bugs Bunny Movie Page #3

Hey... that's better

than the numbers racket.

Hey, boys, we're going

into poultry business.

Agent Mess figured this was

the sort of inducement.

That would lure Rocky out of hiding.

B-b-but... but I don't want to sell him.

Yeah, th-th-they talked me into it.

Say, what's going on around here?

What's the big idea?

All right, duck.

Make with the golden egg.

Egg, schmegg. I can't lay no egg!

I said lay an egg, duck.

Oh, well, you see,

I can't lay no egg just anywhere.

Um... I'm an artist.

I've got to have atmosphere...

Uh, beautiful surroundings.

Yeah?

O.K., boys. Make with the atmosphere.

Now, this is more like it.

Cut it.

All right, duck.

About that egg...

Oh, yeah! The egg! A little later on.

I'm not in the mood right now.

Nick.

O.K., boss.

It was ghastly!

The deck seemed to lift up under my feet.

Then I was in the water...

Black, oily water!

I struggled...

O.K., duck.

No more stalling, see?

You've got just five minutes

to lay that egg, or...

Pow! pow! Pow! Pow! Pow!

Well, I'll see what I can do,

but I got to have privacy!

I never lay eggs in p-p-public!

O.K., duck.

But remember...

Five minutes.

Four minutes.

Your laundry, sir.

Three minutes.

T-t-t-t-two minutes.

No egg?

Uh-uh.

so long, pal.

That just goes to show you...

You don't know what you can do

till you've got a gun against your head.

Well, toodles. See you around.

Just a minute, duck.

Fill them up.

we had you

pegged all the time.

thought you

could get away with it, eh?

Is there anything we can get for you?

Yes. get me a

p-p-proctologist right away.

The headlines proclaimed.

That a loophole in the law

had freed Rocky again.

extra! Read all about it!

Tweety Bird missing! Bird gets the bird!

Read all about it!

Million-dollar bird gone!

Monsieur Sylvester

is a special agent.

He'll search the underworld's back alleys.

For signs of the missing Tweety.

Oh! ow! Ooh! Ow! Ooh!

police authorities

believe that Tweety Bird.

Is being held for ransom.

By the notorious Rocky and his gang.

And if you are listening

to this broadcast, Rocky,

remember...

don't hurt the bird!

Turn it off, Nick.

O.K., Rocky. Anything you say.

Those bad old gangsters!

Nasty old kidnappers!

I wonder where someone

would go about hiding a kidnapped bird.

Say, that must be the missing kidnappee!

And where there's a kidnappee,

the kidnappers must be close by.

Oh, goody! Goody!

Look at that nice puddy

tat trying to save me.

Hey, boss!

I thought I taw a Puddy Tat.

You did. You did tee a Puddy Tat.

I slipped.

Oh! oh, there you are, puddy.

Hide me! Hide me! Quick!

Here. hide here.

They'll never find you in here.

Ooh... thank you.

Not so hard!

hey, Rocky! The bird's gone.

he must be out here someplace.

O.K., pussycat.

Where is it? The bird.

Oh, yeah? Search the pussycat, Nick.

O.K., boss.

ooh! Aah! Hey!

Stop! No! Aah! No!

Ah! aah! Eee!

O.K., bird. The jig is up.

Hey, boss! This is all I could find.

O.K., cat. Get your package and scram.

You dirty guys!

Ugh.

O.K., Rocky.

Open up now. We got you.

Cheese it! The cops!

Take the bird. Quick!

All right, Rocky. Down to

the station house with you.

hold it!

We are gathered here today

to pay homage to this magnificent cat...

Who fought his natural instincts

to save this little bird. Yes.

And now, gentlemen,

you may take your pictures

of the cat kissing the little bird.

Come on, cat. Kiss the little birdie.

Come on, Puddy Tat.

Kiss the little birdie.

Oh, he's a bad Puddy Tat.

on October 28th, Agent Mess.

Slapped the handcuffs on Rocky and Mugsy.

And brought them to justice.

They were sentenced

to 20 years at hard labor,

which was a little tough on Agent Mess,

who was never able to find

the keys to his handcuffs.

ah, this is

Hollywood, city of winners...

Winners of Oscars, Emmys, and Grammys.

Friz Freleng won five Academy awards.

And two Emmys.

Me? I got a carrot.

When I complained to Friz, he said,

"don't bother me. I'm creating."

He created the Oswald Awards

just for us cartoon actors.

Tonight, you're going to

witness this exciting event.

Hello, greetings, and hi.

Tonight I'm going to interview

some of these cartoony celebrities...

That is, if I can find one.

Oh! here's one now, even as I speak.

It's that little stinker, Pepe Le Pew,

the greatest lover to ever

appear on the silver screen.

And off the screen, too, n'est-ce pas?

Say something to your fans, Mr. Pepe Le...

Pew!

Gee.

Ha ha! Boy.

I must say, meeting you

has been a breathtaking experience.

Well, look who's here.

It's Parker Pig.

The name's Porky Pig.

Who's your friend?

Thr... thr... two little pigs plus one.

Show-biz folks, huh?

No. they're build... build...

They're contractors.

I built my house of straw.

I built my house of sticks.

I built my house of bricks.

I must say, it looks like

you're all living high on the hog.

Ha ha ha!

A little pig joke there. Ha ha!

Don't I know you?

Now, don't tell me. Let me see.

I'll get it.

Uh, it's Big Bad... Big Bad...

Wolf.

No, no, no. I don't believe it was wolf.

I haven't thought of it yet.

I'm The Big Bad Wolf,

and I'm in the demolition business.

I huff, and I puff, and i

blow their houses down.

Hmm. sounds like

a good business to be in.

No overhead.

Now there's some fancy feathers for you.

Bawk! bawk! Bawk! Bawk! Bawk!

Whoa, horse. Whoa!

Well, if it ain't that fist-throwin',

bronco-bustin' Wild Bill Hickok.

I came here to win one of them Oswalds.

I'll tell you, Tex,

you got a 50-50 chance.

Either you win or you lose.

Makes sense, don't it?

Well, just in case, I brought along

a little winner's insurance.

Here comes that famous stool pigeon,

Henery Hawk.

It's Tweety Pie.

Howdy, Mr. Pie.

Ooh, I thought I taw a Puddy Tat.

"I thought I saw a Puddy Tat."

Isn't it time you saw something else?

Stupid bird.

Well, here comes that Looney Tuney Duck.

It's me... Daffy Duck, in person!

Famous star of stage,

screen, and television.

Please hold down your applause.

My ears can only stand so much.

Just for that, no autographs.

Oh! oh! Heartbeat! Heartbeat!

And now the moment

we've all been waiting for...

Here's that lovable feller,

a favorite around the world,

Mr. show business himself,

Mr. Bugs Dummy.

What a scene stealer...

Stepping on my applause,

trying to upstage me, as if

that were humanly possible.

Eh, what's up, duck?

You're despicable!

I hate you.

Say the secret word and win an Oswald.

Eh, good evening, ladies and gentlemen.

We are gathered here to Award

the Oswald to that actor

who has given the world so much joy.

We know who that's going

to be, don't we, Granny?

You tell me. I'm too modest.

We will select this outstanding star

from one of the many qualified artists

to receive this coveted Award.

Stop teasing the audience,

you stupid rabbit!

Read my name!

The first nomination is The Big Bad Wolf.

I want to thank you,

and my three supporting actors

want to thank you.

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