advertisement Bugs Bunny: [Hiding from some rabbits along the rail] A few of my poor relations. They're always ready for a touch. Bugs Bunny: Eh, what's up, Doc? Yosemite Sam: What's up? Why, you hornery, fur-bearing critter! This here is one of them there train robbery hold-ups. Bugs Bunny: Yeah? Well, you must be Jesse James. Yosemite Sam: Jesse James? Ha ha ha! Phooey! Why, everybody knows me. I'm Yosemite Sam, the meanest, toughtest, rip-roaringest, Edward-Everett-Hortonest hombre whatever packed a six-shooter. [Fires some shots in the air] Yosemite Sam: That's who I am! Bugs Bunny: You don't say? Well, come 'ere, shorty, come 'ere. Don't say I told ya, but there's a guy in the next car who says he's the meanest, toughest, et cetera, et cetera, and he's got a seven-shooter to prove it. How's about that? Yosemite Sam: There is? Why, I'll blast the varmit wide open! Yosemite Sam: Be you the mean hombre that's a-hankerin' for a heap of trouble, stranger? Well, be ya? Bugs Bunny: I be. Yosemite Sam: I'm a-givin' ya one second to draw a gun. Bugs Bunny: [Takes out pencil and paper and draws a picture of a gun] How's that, chunky? Yosemite Sam: Say, that's a right smart picture you got there, partner. You know, I'm fair middling with a pencil myself. Looky here. [Tries to draw, but he messes it up and erases it; he tries again, then erases it again] Yosemite Sam: Quit a-looking over my shoulder! It bothers me. [He finally gets it right and shows it to Bugs] Yosemite Sam: There. How's that? Bugs Bunny: Hmm... Mmm-hmm... Hmmm... It stinks. Yosemite Sam: Why you...! Narrator: Is this the end of Bugs Bunny? Will our hero be dashed to bit on the jagged rocks below? Bugs Bunny: [Walks into frame dragging a tied-up Yosemite Sam] Is he doomed to utter destruction? Will he be rendered non compos mentis? Eh, he don't know me very well, do he? Bugs Bunny: [substituting for Sam's hat, Bugs bangs on a door and speaks in a muffled voice] Alright, Sam, we know you're in there. Open up. This is the sheriff. Yosemite Sam: Oh, no ya don't! I ain't a-givin' up without a struggle! Come and get me! [Fires his guns at the door] Bugs Bunny: Ah ha ha ha! Ya missed me, Sam. I'm a-comin' to get you through the window! [Sam fires his guns at the window] Bugs Bunny: Ah ha ha ha! That's mighty bad shootin', Sam. Look, I'm right behind ya! [Sam fires his gun wildly] Bugs Bunny: No, Sam, here I am. No, here, here! No no, here. [This goes on for a while until Bugs ends it by pouring a bottle of red ink on Sam's head. Sam believes he has been shot] Yosemite Sam: The varmint got me. I'm a-headin'... for the last... round-up. [collapses, goes into a seizure frenzy and stiffens. Bugs barges in with a guitar] Bugs Bunny: [singing] Oh, bury me not/On the lone prairie, Where the wild coyotes/Will howl on me [while this is happening, Sam is revived by the ink dripping onto his face, and grills Bugs] Yosemite Sam: [very calmly] Why did you pour ink on my head? Bugs Bunny: Heh heh. Well, so long. [runs off] [last lines] Yosemite Sam: [Bugs is tied up and hanging from a rope on top of the train as it lingers over a concrete bridge] Now, you lop-eared polecat, try and get out of this one! [Sam begins to cut the rope and caption cards dominate the scene] Narrator: Is this the end of bugs bunny? will our hero be dashed to bits on the jagged rocks below? Bugs Bunny: Is he to be doomed to utter destruction? Will he be rendered non-corpus mentus? [Bugs walks into frame dragging a tied-up Sam behind him, with a bag of money in his hand] Bugs Bunny: Eh, he don't know me very well, do he? [chews on a carrot as the picture irises out] Bugs Bunny: [Opens the door to the club car to find a large, live-action saloon inside] Now that's what I call deluxe accomodations.