Daffy Duck: Hunting ducks out of season, eh? That goes tough on you around these parts. Executioner! Oh, executioner!
[walks off screen and returns in an executioner's hood, brandishing an ax]
Porky Pig: [lays neck on the chopping block] Gosh, they're sure strict around here.

Porky Pig: [throws a rock at Daffy] T-Take that, you w-web-footed maniac!
Daffy Duck: [wearing a catcher's uniform, he catches the rock] Right over the middle! That's a-pitching 'em!
[throws the rock back]
Daffy Duck: He's stealing second! Cover the bag! Here he comes! Tag 'im!
[Porky catches the rock as Daffy slides under him]
Daffy Duck: [pushes Porky until he starts to run] Steal home, DiMaggio! It means the game! Atta boy, DiMaggio! Hit the dirt! Slide, DiMaggio, slide!
Porky Pig: [sliding] Hey! What am I sliding for? I'm not DiMaggio. My name's P-P-P...
[slides into a mud puddle]
Porky Pig: ...Mud.

Porky Pig: There ought to be a law against crazy ducks!