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Bugs Bunny:
You ain't got me yet, by Gum! He he he he! Ow, darn this lumbago!
Baby Elmer:
I'm wooking for a widdle baby bunny. I'm gonna thoot 'im dead. Bang!
Baby Bugs:
What does he wook wike?
Baby Elmer:
He wooks... just wike you!
[aims popgun at Bugs]
Baby Bugs:
Do tell! Do tell!
Elmer J. Fudd:
Hey, where am I? What happened? I'm all wrinkled. What year is this?
[reading newspaper]
Elmer J. Fudd:
2000 A.D.? Gwacious! What's this?
[reading some more]
Elmer J. Fudd:
Bing Crosby's horse hasn't come in yet? Hey! Smellavision wepwaces television? Howy mackarel!
[First lines]
Elmer J. Fudd:
[Crying] I twied and I twied, but I just simply can't seem to catch that old wabbit!
God:
If at first you don't succeed, Elmer, try, try again.
Elmer J. Fudd:
Why twy again? Think of how wong it would take?
God:
Come, Elmer. Let us look far into the future.
Elmer J. Fudd:
Will I eventually catch the wabbit?
God:
Come, Elmer. Come past the years 1950, 1960, past 1970, '80, '.. When you hear the sound of the gong, it will be exactly 2000 A.D.
Bugs Bunny:
Eh, what's up, Prune face?
Elmer J. Fudd:
I'm looking for a wittle grey wabbit.
Bugs Bunny:
Tell me, Droopy. What's he look like?
Elmer J. Fudd:
He wooks... just wike you!
[Aims gun at Bugs]
Bugs Bunny:
Not so fast there, Grandpaw.
[Last lines]
Elmer J. Fudd:
[Buried underground] Well, anyway, that pesky wabbit is out of my life forever and ever.
Bugs Bunny:
[Pops in] Well, now I wouldn't say that.
[Kisses Elmer and hands him a lit stick of dynamite; Iris out]复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
