Daffy Duck: Sportsman? Listen, sport! You don't know the meaning of fair play! What chance has a poor helpless fluffy little winged creature like me against you?
[taking away each item from Elmer as he mentions it]
Daffy Duck: You, with your bullets, and your shotgun, and your knife, and your duck call, and your hunting coat, and your hunting dog, and all kinds of stuff like that there! What protection have I got? A bulletproof vest, I suppose!
[parts his feathers to reveal just that]
Daffy Duck: Heh-heh. How did that get there?