Mel Blanc: Bugs Bunny • God

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Bugs Bunny • God

Bugs Bunny: Hee hee hee hee! You ain't got me yet, by Gum! Hee hee hee hee! Ow, darn this lumbago!
Elmer J. Fudd: Stop or I'll shoot! Stop or I'll shoot!
Bugs Bunny: Darn the torpedoes! Full speed ahead!

Baby Bugs: [baby talk, translation] What's up, doc?
[Bugs drinking a bottle of Carrot Juice]
Baby Elmer: I'm wooking for a widdle baby bunny. I'm gonna thoot 'im dead. Bang! Bang! Wike that.
Baby Bugs: What does he wook wike, doc?
Baby Elmer: He wooks... just wike you!
[Elmer aims popgun at Bugs]
Baby Bugs: Do tell! Do tell!
[Bugs smashes carrot juice bottle on Baby Elmer as he makes his getaway]

[first lines]
Elmer J. Fudd: [crying] I twied and I twied, but I just simpwy can't seem to catch that old wabbit!
God: If at first you don't succeed, Elmer, try, try again.
Elmer J. Fudd: Twy, twy again? Yeah, but how wong will it 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, '90... When you hear the sound of the gong, it will be exactly 2000 A.D.

[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]

Bugs Bunny: Eh, what's up, prune face?
Elmer J. Fudd: Shhh! I'm wooking for a wittle gwey wabbit.
Bugs Bunny: Tell me, droopy, what's he look like?
Elmer J. Fudd: He wooks... just wike you!
[points gun directly at Bugs]
Bugs Bunny: Not so fast there, Grandpa!
[Bugs knocks the gun aside, wrings Elmer's neck, and plants a big kiss before hobbling away with his cane in his escape]

[Baby Elmer is chasing after Baby Bugs in his stroller, but then Baby Bugs - dressed as a police officer - rides up next to him on a cushion of air]
Baby Bugs: Hey! Pull over to the turb!
[Baby Elmer does so and Baby Bugs approaches him]
Baby Bugs: Oh, a pweasure driver, eh? Where do you think you're going, to a fire?
Baby Elmer: Well, I...
[Baby Bugs punches Baby Elmer in the nose]
Baby Bugs: Oh, wesisting an officer, huh?
[With super-speed, Baby Bugs proceeds to berate and beat up Baby Elmer]
Baby Bugs: And don't wet it happen again!
[Baby Bugs pulls down Baby Elmer's baby bonnet and speeds away leaving him by himself]
Baby Elmer: Hey... that was the wabbit!
[Baby Bugs pops up next to Baby Elmer in his stroller]
Baby Bugs: YOU AIN'T JUST WHISTLIN' DIXIE!
[Baby Bugs plants a big kiss on Baby Elmer and hops away, leaving Baby Elmer to cry in futility]

Baby Bugs: [stops the chase and checks his watch] Oh-oh! Time for wittle babies to have afternoon nap.
Baby Elmer: Alwight.
[both Baby Bugs and Baby Elmer take a quick nap]
Baby Bugs: [wakes Baby Elmer] Otay, nap over.
[resumes chase]