The Bugs Bunny\Road-Runner Movie Page #2

...and then to here and here...

...by 13-point stratocumulus

bearing four million light-years...

...and thus to our destination.

Now, do you know how to reach Planet X?

Yes. Oh, sure.

I wish you'd explain it

to me sometime, buster.

Well, it's very simple, sir.

If we follow those planets,

we can't very well miss Planet X.

That's ridiculous.

Of all the stupid suggestions.

Wait a minute. I think I've got it.

I'll just bet that...

...if we follow those planets,

we'll find Planet X.

Gad! How do I do it?

I don't know.

I claim this planet

in the name of the Earth.

I claim this planet in the name of Mars.

- Isn't that lovely?

- Look, bud, I've got news for you.

I have already claimed

this bit of dirt for the Earth.

And there just ain't room enough

on this planet...

...for the two of us.

I do believe you are right.

Little does he realize...

...that I have on

my disintegration-proof vest.

You may fire when ready, grizzly.

Who? What? Where?

When? How? Who? Who? What?

Oh, you, huh?

Just when I had him going,

you had to butt in.

- Get back in that spaceship.

- Yes, sir, your heroship, sir.

Got the drop on you

with my disintegrating pistol.

And, brother,

when it disintegrates, it disintegrates.

What do you know? It disintegrated.

Happy birthday,

you thing from another world, you.

Thank you!

Well, I guess he's had enough.

I'll send him an ultimatum.

I'll see what the little stinker

is up to on my supervideo-detecto set.

That's the last straw!

Now, I use my secret weapon!

As I was saying, buster...

...this planet ain't big enough

for the two of us.

So, off you go!

And now this planet is

hereby claimed for the Earth...

...in the name of Duck Dodgers...

...in the 24th and a half century!

Big deal.

I don't remember just how

Daffy got down from Planet X.

Maybe they had to shoot him down.

But, anyway, he's back at his old stand...

...as the Errol Flynn of Duckdom.

I remember well the first time

he tried to sell himself...

...as the logical successor to Errol.

Join up with me, so joyous and free...

And away to old Sherwood hie...

For I'm Robin Hood, and I'm very good...

At avoiding the sheriff's eye...

So we'll trip along merrily...

Over the greensward so gracefully...

To trip it, trip it, trip it, trip it...

Trip it up and down...

To trip it, trip it, trip it, trip it...

Trip it! Whoops!

So trip it up and down...

I'll ho-ho and ha-ha you, fat Friar.

With my trusty quarterstaff!

Actually, it's a buck-and-a-quarter

quarterstaff.

But I'm not telling him that.

Guard! Turn! Parry! Dodge! Spin!

Thrust!

Let's see, now. Something amiss here.

I'll run through it.

Guard! Turn! Parry! Dodge! Spin!

Thrust!

Got it.

Now, then.

Guard! Turn! Parry! Dodge! Spin!

Knock it off.

How jolly can you get?

Prithee, old traveling clown...

...coulds't thou directest me

to Robin Hood's hideout?

I woulds't fain join me up

with his band of jolly outlaws.

Look no further, good Friar,

for I am he for whoms't thou seekest.

I am Robin Hood!

Cut it out. I'm serious.

If you don't know where he is, just say so.

But honest and truly, I am Robin Hood!

Sure, you are.

Look, give me a chance, can't you?

I'll prove I'm Robin Hood.

See yon rich, unwary traveler?

I'll rob him of his gold

and give it to some poor unworthy slob.

That'll prove that I'm Robin Hood. Prithee?

Now, then, fatso...

...watch as I put a cloth yard shaft

through his wishbone.

I'm watching, jester.

Why, I don't know

how I could have doubted you.

Shall we spend the gold all in one place?

Ho-ho. Very funny. Ha-ha. It is to laugh.

Yoicks and away!

Why, you...

Now, then, yoicks and away!

Now...

I'm sorry, but I can't join you.

I'm convinced you're just not Robin Hood.

Never mind joining me. I'll join you.

Shake hands with Friar Duck.

Well, Daffy decided

to have one more shot...

...at the musketeer business.

But this time, he got involved

with a very mysterious opponent.

Namely, well, see for yourself.

Stand back, musketeers!

They shall sample my blade!

Touch!

Musketeers? En garde? My blade?

Whoever's in charge here...

...the scenery! Where's the scenery?

Stand back, musketeers!

They shall sample... My... Blade?

Okay, have it your way.

Daffy duck, he had a farm...

E-I-E-I-O

And on this farm, he had an igloo...

E-I-E-I-O

Would it be too much to ask

if we could make up our minds?

Dashing through the snow...

Through the fields we go

Laughing all the way

Farewell to thee, farewell to thee

The wind will carry back our sad refrain

One last embrace before we say...

Buster, it may come

as a complete surprise to you...

...to find that this is an animated cartoon...

...and that in animated cartoons

they have scenery.

And in all the years I've...

All right, wise guy, where am I?

And I've never been

so humiliated in all my life!

Look, Mac, just what's going on

around here?

Let's get organized.

How about some scenery?

That's dandy. Ho-ho! That's rich, I'll say.

Now how about some color, stupid?

Hey!

Not me, you slop artist!

Where's the rest of me?

It isn't as though I haven't

lived up to my contract.

Goodness knows.

And goodness knows it isn't as though...

I haven't kept myself trim,

goodness knows.

I've done that. That's strange.

All of a sudden,

I don't quite feel like myself.

I feel all right, and yet I...

You know better than that!

Well?

Sea picture, hey?

I always wanted to do a sea epic.

Now, Mr. Rembrandt...

if you'll kindly oblige

with a little appropriate scenery...

Over the sea, let's go, men...

We're shoving right off,

We're shoving right off.

Again?

Come here! Give me a close-up!

This is a close-up?

A close-up, you jerk!

Thanks for the sour persimmons, cousin.

Now, look, buster,

let's have an understanding.

Now what?

Brother! What a way to run a railroad.

Now, then, as I was saying...

All right, let's get this picture started.

No!

Listen, pal, let's discuss this thing sanely.

Look, I tell you what.

You go your way, and I'll go mine.

Live and let live. Right? Right.

Ladies and gentlemen,

there will be no further delays.

So, I shall attempt to entertain you

in my own inimitable fashion.

Now what?

- What are you doing down there?

- Down here? What are you doing up there?

Down here.

Listen, bud, if you wasn't me,

I'd smack you right in the puss.

- Don't let that bother you, Jack!

- Okay, buddy, you asked for it!

Oh, brother! I'm a buzzboy!

Time to hit the old silk.

Geronimo!

All right, enough is enough!

This is the final, the very, very last straw!

Who is responsible for this...

I demand that you show yourself!

Who are you?

Ain't I a stinker?

Now, one of the problems

I always had with aminators, animators...

...is that they can't ever seem

to tell the difference...

...between a rabbit and a mole.

Very humiliating

having to burrow your way...

...wherever you want to go.

And somehow, I always forgot

to take that left turn at Albuquerque.

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