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!
[aims gun at Bugs]
Bugs Bunny: Not so fast there, Grandpaw.
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!
[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]
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]