Looney, Looney, Looney Bugs Bunny Movie, The Page #3

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Hyah, mule! Hyah, hyah, hyah!

Whoa, camel, whoa, whoa.

Whoa, camel, whoa!

Aw, come on, whoa.

When I say "whoa," I mean "whoa."

[SlNGlNG]

Now I hope that'll learn you,

you humpbacked muley.

Eh, what's up, doc?

You with the sideshow around here?

I'm no doc, you flea-bitten varmint.

I'm Riff-Raff Sam.

The riffiest riff that ever riffed a raft.

Your slip is showing.

Why, you.

Whoo!

Follow that rabbit. Giddyap.

Come on, camel, giddyap. Giddyap.

Hyah, hyah, hyah.

Camel, giddyap. Giddy-

When I say "giddyap," I mean "giddyap."

[CAMEL BRAYS]

Whoa, camel, whoa. Whoa.

Whoa! Whoa, camel!

A car. Boy, what a break.

[ENGlNE STALLlNG]

What a spot to pick for a mirage.

SAM:

Whoa, camel, whoa! Whoa!

[THUD]

When I say "whoa," I mean "whoa."

[POUNDlNG ON DOOR]

SAM:

Open the door. Open it up.

Open it, open it.

I could've swore

I heard somebody knocking.

Mm, oh, well.

Yoo-hoo, Mr. Arab.

Uh-oh.

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

Hyah!

[ELEPHANT TRUMPETS]

[DOORS OPENlNG]

[DOORS OPENlNG]

I wonder if he's stubborn enough

to open all those doors.

[EXPLOSlON]

You just had to open every door,

didn't you?

I'll be right back. I'll get that bucktooth,

flop-eared, slimy varmint this time...

...or my name ain't Yosemite Sam.

That elevator only goes one way: down.

Ow! Ow! Ow! Ooh! Ooh!

Ow! Ow!

Maybe I better send you back my way.

[PlANO PLAYlNG]

Any one of you lily-livered, bowlegged

varmints care to slap leather with me?

In case any of you get any ideas, you

better know who you're dealing with.

I'm the hootinest, tootinest, shootinest,

bobtailed wildcat in the West.

I'm the fastest gun north, south,

east and west of the Pecos.

- I'm the-

BUGS:
Eh, shut up.

Did I hear someone say "shut up"?

Yup.

Stranger, you just yupped yourself

into a hole in the head.

You been eating onions.

And you're gonna be eating lead.

I'm a-warning you, stranger.

I think it's fair to warn you,

I swing a fair shooting iron myself.

You see that church bell out there?

I'll carom a shot off it,

then off that water tower...

...through the window,

off the bottle on this bar...

...then part your hair

right down the middle.

[CLANGlNG]

- 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-blasting you.

I kind of figured you'd like to settle this

in a gentleman-like manner.

Gentlemen? Well, that's against

my principals, but it's a deal.

Ten paces, turn and fire.

- All right?

- All right.

One, two, three, four, five, 10.

Ooh, get back, varmint.

Ooh, cut it out.

No more gentlemen stuff.

From now on, you fight my way.

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