Bugs:
[as a lady hunter] Oh, how simply dreadful. You poor little man. Did I hurt you with my naughty gun?
Elmer Fudd: Aw, shucks. Well, I... Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
[Daffy, as a hunting dog, bites Elmer in the leg]
Elmer Fudd: Yeow!
Bugs: Gypsy, you naughty bow-wow. Stop that.
Elmer Fudd: Aw, shucks. Well, I... Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
[Daffy, as a hunting dog, bites Elmer in the leg]
Elmer Fudd: Yeow!
Bugs: Gypsy, you naughty bow-wow. Stop that.