[theme music playing]
Oh, hewwo there!
You're pwobably wondering what I'm dwawing.
Well, I spent the last 80 years
twying to catch that howwible,
despicable, no good wabbit
but I never could.
That's why I'm making a comic book about it,
because anything can happen in a comic book,
especially if you draw it yourself. See.
It's called, "Elmer Fudd kills,
maims, murderizes, humiwiates
and utterwy annihiwates da wabbit!"
A tale for all ages! [laughs]
And it's full of gweat scenes! Like in this panel,
where I finally capture the Wabbit! Hooway!
Then I humiliate him in fwont of all his fwiends!
And, in this panel I get a girlfwiend.
Isn't she beautiful? [sighs dreamily]
And now to dwaw the final panel,
where I devour his dewwicious wabbit fwesh!
[phone ringing]
Dwat! That must be mother calling again.
Oh well!
I'll be wight back to finish my thwilling concwusion.
[yawns]
Boy! Being in this maroon's cartoon
sure is hard work.
Holding still like that put a nasty crick in my neck.
Hey, you're not supposed to be moving awound!
Eh! So sue me.
Just you wait, Wabbit!
You're on a one way ticket to my tum-tum!
Could you say that again, Doc? I couldn't quite hear you.
[inhales air]
I'm a big stinky dum dum!
Your words, not mine!
Oh! [mutters angrily]
Whoa! Watch the language, Doc!
Kids read these comics, you know.
What you are doing, Wabbit?
This is my comic book where I'm supposed to win!
Sorry, Doc, it's your comic.
Let me make it up to you.
To commemorate this moment I wrote you a victory speech.
Enjoy, my treat.
Hmm. Thanks, I guess.
I just thought maybe my victory speech
would be a little bigger?
Oh, Doc, you're right.
Let me fix it for you.
Here you go!
That's more like it.
[screaming]
[Elmer groans]
Mmwah!
[gurgles]
[Big Elmer] Ow!
Say, watch where you're throwing those things!
And, stay inside your own panel!
[Bugs] Yoohoo!
Mmmwah!
[inhale]
[blows air]
Ha! I got ya now!
Dwat! My shoewaces are untied!
Now, what was that twick mother showed me again?
Over and under and oh...
Looks like you could use some help, Doc.
No!
[sheepishly] Yes.
Over and under and pull!
Wow! Thanks, Mr. Wabbit!
Oops! Guess I pulled too hard!
[laughs slyly]
Now that Elmer's gone,
I can frolic in this comic safe and sound!
What the--
[grunts]
Stick them up, Wabbit!
You forgot one important thing!
I'm the hero of this comic book,
[laughs loftily]
[fire crackling]
[screams]
[evil laugh]
[high-pitched noises from book]
[gibberish chatter from phone]
Yes, Mother.
[Bugs] Uh oh!
[Big Elmer] This is the end, Wabbit.
How about we finish this comic
by rubbing you out of existence?
Aw, Doc, no!
Don't erase me, please!
I'm too young to vanish!
-Uh-oh. -What?
Eh, looks like you got something on your chest, Doc.
I do?
Wait. I'm not falling for that old twick.
No seriously, Doc. Let me show you.
It's right... there.
Mmm. I don't remember dwawing a stupid face on my chest.
Who you calling stupid?
-Whoa! -Take this!
Take that!
And some of these!
[spitting out]
[sobbing]
What gives! That darn wabbit can still twick me,
even in my very own comic book!
This ain't your comic book anymore, Mac!
[giddy laughter]
And now, back to my cweative masterpiece!
Hey! Who ruined my comic?
[screams]
[toilet flushing]
[laughs wickedly]
Ain't I an inker?
Hey. I wanna buy all your balloons, please.
No, you don't.
Yes, I do.
Now, will you please give me all your balloons?
Hmm.
Nah. You can't handle them.
I easily... certainly can handle a few flimsy rubber balloons.
Now... [stuttering] give them to me!
Uh...
Maybe try one and see how you do.
[stuttering] One? I demand you sell all to me...
-...now! -Okay, okay!
Suit yourself!
[stuttering] Thank you. Now that wasn't so hard.
Can't say I didn't warn him! [laughs]
[theme music playing]
[Porky humming]
[cat meows softly]
Oh, goodness. You... [stuttering] ...the poor thing!
Out here all alone... [stuttering] ...in the rain.
I'm gonna take you home with me,
where it's nice and cozy.
There!
Now you're all snug as a bug in a ... [stuttering] ...a carpet.
Nighty night, my fluffy little buddy.
Hey Sylvester, it worked!
That sod fell for it.
Come on over and bring the boys!
-[Porky snoring] -[kitten laughing]
[kitten laughing]
Where did these horrible alley cats come from?
My... [stuttering] ...potted plants!
Pinata time!
[screeching]
[Porky screams and stutters] My player piano!,
[stuttering] My wallpaper!
[gasps and groans]
[all] Chug, chug, chug, chug, chug!
[moans and hiccups]
[sputters angrily]
This pussycat party is over!
[Sylvester] Mrow!
[Dumb Cat] Meow!
[Cat 1] Meow!
There! [sighs in relief]
Boy, that was just terrible. [stuttering] That was awful.
How on earth did my house get overrun
by a dozen mangy cats, anyway?
Actually, there weren't a dozen.
There were only... [screams] Four!
[Porky squeals]
[mud squelches]
You know, I am starting to think
that kitten took me for a real...
I gotta get those cats out of my house.
[stuttering] But how?
Oh! Cats only, huh?
Hmm!
[banging]
I'm here for the "Cats Only" party.
[stuttering] Because I am a cat.
Duhh, he ain't no cat!
I am, too. I can prove it!
Uh, how do I prove I'm a cat?
Easy! No real cat can resist chasing...
The red spot.
Uh... [stuttering] What's the red spot?
This. Now go get it!
Oh... [stuttering] Right! Meow!
Meow. Meow.
I did it! I caught the red spot!
Good! Now catch the two yellow spots.
Yellow spots?
[truck honking]
[stuttering] See? I'm a cat.
Hmm! I'm not convinced yet.
[glass breaking]
Cats just love knocking stuff off shelves, don't we?
Now, let's see you knock some stuff off of this shelf.
Oh! Yeah, sure!
[whimpers]
[whispers] Sorry, Grandma.
[glass breaks]
[whimpering] Why, Porky?
Why?
Uh, well you didn't look like you enjoyed that.
How about you catch a mouse for us?
Oh! [stuttering] Yum yum!
[rat groans]
-[chomping] -[all laughing]
Cats love milk!
[stuttering] I love--
[blubbering]
[gasping for breath]
And kitty litter!
[muffled screaming]
And not to mention, big old balls of yarn!
Smack.
[all cats] But we especially love...
[in sing-song voice] Serenading under the moonlight!
[neighbor] Shut up!
[groans] No more, no more. No more--
That's right! There's no more doubt in my mind.
You're clearly a cat.
-I am? -And what a great cat are you!
Right, boys?
Hip hip hooray!
-A cat! -[all cats] Hip hip hooray!
I'm a cat? [chuckles] Yippee!
I'm a cat! [laughs] Whoo!
-[all cats] Hip hip hooray! -What am I doing?
I ain't no stinking cat!
And this ain't your stinking house!
All righty, pussycats,
this is my house!
And if you think you can just come in here,
and do whatever you want...
[thudding]
You're right.
[all laughing]
[sobs]
[stuttering] Oh, I guess I don't have a home anymore.
[whimpers] What am I gonna do now?
[crying]
[woman] Aw! What a totally adorable little kitty cat!
What? A kitty cat?
Oh, no, ma'am. I'm not a kitty.
I'm a... [stuttering]
[woman] I am totally gonna take you home!
Get in my limo, and we will drive straight to my mansion
and I will pamper you and give you everything
your little kitty cat heart desires.
Uh, did I say I wasn't a cat?
Because what I meant to say was... [stuttering] Meow!
[meows and purrs]
Sayonara, pussycats! [laughs smugly]
Hey, lady, wait!
[meows]
Ah, who cares!
Forget that dummy.
After all, we still got his house!
[mice squeaking]
[theme music playing]