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[First lines]
Mr. Meek:
Oh, I really hate to do this, folks, but my wife Sweetypuss said, if I don't roast a duck for dinner, she'll cook my goose.
Mr. Meek:
Say, that's that daffy duck.
Daffy Duck:
You're not just whistling Dixie!
Daffy Duck:
[Mr. Meek pulls a gun on him a second time] No, no! Not twice in the same picture!
Daffy Duck:
[Disguised as fortune teller] Greetings, Gate. Let's osculate.
[Kisses Mr. Meek]
Daffy Duck:
Ah, let's read the bumps on your head. Hmm, no bumps. We'll make some.
[Hits Meek on the head with a hammer]
Daffy Duck:
Perhaps you'd like you palm read. Very well.
[Paints Meek's hand red]
Daffy Duck:
[Offering Mr. Meek a cup of coffee] How may lumps does your wife usually give you?
Mr. Meek:
Well, this morning Sweetypuss only gave me one lump.
[Shows Daffy the lump on his head]
Daffy Duck:
Well, here, have another...
[Hits Meek with sugar bowl]
Daffy Duck:
...and some cream.
[Pours cream over Meek's head]
[last lines]
Daffy Duck:
[in the oven] Say, now you're cooking with gas.复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
