Looney, Looney, Looney Bugs Bunny Movie Page #5

Fearless Freep and his

sensational high-diving act.

Fearless Freep? That's my boy!

Give me a ticket!

Give me a whole Mess of them.

I'm a-splurgin'.

Bring on Fearless Freep!

On with the show!

Telegram.

Come on, quit stalling!

Bring on Freep!

Quiet! quiet, please.

Ladies and gentlemen,

due to an unfortunate delay,

Fearless Freep will be unable

to perform his high-diving act today.

What?

I paid my four bits

to see the high-diving act,

and I'm a-gonna see the high-diving act.

Well, you talked me into it.

No stalling. Now keep a-movin'.

All right, all right! Quit shoving!

Now, you varmint. Dive!

O.K., but you got to close your eyes

while I put on my bathing suit.

Oh, all right, but make it snappy.

Ready!

Splash!

By gar, the critter went and done it.

And now, ladies and gentlemen,

for our next attraction...

I said I aim to see you dive,

and I'm a-goin' to.

Well, here I go again.

One for the money, two for the show,

three to make ready, and four to go.

Bon voyage.

Uh-oh. forgot to fill

the tank with water.

If you ask me,

that rabbit is making

a fool out of that...

I'm not asking you. I'm telling you.

Shut up, duck!

I'm shutting it.

Now, you dog-blasted, ornery,

no-account, long-eared varmint...

Hey! just a minute, you.

Them's fightin' words.

Yeah, them's fightin' words.

I dast you to step across this line.

I'm a-steppin'.

I hate you.

Now, you smarty-pants,

let's see you get out of this one.

Ha ha ha!

This time, you're a-divin'.

I know this defies the law of gravity,

but, you see, I never studied law.

And now that moment

we have all been waiting for.

The envelope, please.

Oh, my goodness. I just can't believe it.

Oh, this is too much.

Give me that.

I'm not too humble to read my own name.

The winner of this year's

Oswald Award is...

Bugs Bunny?

Stop the music! Hold your applause.

It's been fixed.

He gave himself the Award.

it's a phony!

I... I don't deserve this, really.

It's just too much. I'm...

You are despicable.

I challenge your so-called talents.

I can do anything better than you.

Yes, I can! Yes, I can! Yes, I can!

Let the audience decide.

I dare you.

O.K., Daffy, fair enough.

Try not to trip me with those big feet.

I'll try, Daffy.

We're on!

Boy, listen to that! They loved me!

I'm sick of people

taking bows for my talent.

Now do your own dance. I challenge you.

Dance, if you're not a coward.

Har-De-har-har.

If they like that Mess,

they're starving for some real hoofing.

I'll kill 'em.

Music, maestro, please.

E-flat, from the top.

Ingrates!

Obviously, this audience has no class.

I've got a pigeon act

that will bowl them over.

O.K., Daffy.

I'm giving you all the rope you need.

Now it's my turn to do an act.

Go ahead.

I'd love to see the audience

boo you off the stage.

...after which I place

a volunteer in this box

and proceed to saw him in half.

What? don't tell me you've got the gall

to pull that old

"sawing in half" routine.

Yes, if I get a volunteer.

Volunteer? hmm.

I'll be your volunteer.

This whole thing is a fake.

The way it's done is very simple.

Fake feet out one end,

and I'm all scrunched up in this end.

The oldest trick in the book.

His turban is a fake, too.

It's a hotel towel.

Don't applaud him!

Look. I'm not cut in half.

Stop applauding!

It's a fake!

Sheesh. it's a good thing

i got blue cross.

And after intermission,

I'll play the xylophone.

Xylophone? hmm.

I can get rid of the rabbit,

and it will look like an accident.

When he strikes this note,

instead of a xylophone,

he'll be playing a harp.

Heh heh heh!

Now, with your kind indulgence,

I'll play those endearing young charms.

That's wrong, you dumb bunny!

Try it again!

Ooh! no, no!

You stupid rabbit!

Like this!

Look at the egomaniac out there

making a fool of himself.

I hate you!

Now you've forced me to use the act

I've held back for a special occasion.

Just try and top this one.

I now present an act

that no other performer

has ever dared to execute.

In fairness, I must warn those

with weak constitutions

to leave the theater

for this performance.

Lights. thank you.

Some appropriate music, maestro.

Thank you.

First, some Nitroglycerin.

A goodly amount of gunpowder.

Some uranium 238.

Shake well.

Strike an ordinary match.

Girls, you'd better

hold on to your boyfriends.

Swallow the match. So.

That's terrific, Daffy.

They loved it. They want more.

Here, Daffy.

You deserve this more than I do.

It just goes to show you...

You got to kill yourself to win an Oswald

in this town.

Well, that's all, folks.

Hey, I'm s-supposed to s-s-s...

That's my line.

Well, then, say it.

D-d-d-d-d... that's...

Dirty guys!

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