Hare Trigger

Bugs Bunny:
[Hiding from some rabbits along the rail] A few of my poor relations. They're always ready for a touch.

Yosemite Sam:
Be you the mean hombre that's a-hankerin' for a heap of trouble, stranger? Well, be ya?

Bugs Bunny:
I be.

[last lines]

Yosemite Sam:
[Bugs is tied up and hanging from a rope on top of the train as it lingers over a concrete bridge] Now, you lop-eared polecat, try and get out of this one!

[Sam begins to cut the rope and caption cards suddenly appear]

Narrator:
Is this the end of Bugs Bunny? Will our hero be dashed to bits on the jagged rocks below?

Bugs Bunny:
Is he to be doomed to utter destruction? Will he be rendered non-corpus mentis?

[Bugs walks into frame dragging a tied-up Sam behind him, with a bag of money in his hand]

Bugs Bunny:
Eh, he don't know me very well, do he?

[Bugs chews on a carrot as the picture irises out]

Bugs Bunny:
[Opens the door to the club car to find a large, live-action saloon inside] Now that's what I call deluxe accomodations.

Bugs Bunny:
Eh, what's up, Doc?

Yosemite Sam:
What's up? Why, you ornery, fur-bearing critter! This here's one of them there train robbery hold-ups.

Bugs Bunny:
Yeah? Well, you must be Jesse James.

Yosemite Sam:
Jesse James? Ha ha ha! Phooey. Why, everybody knows me. I'm Yosemite Sam, the meanest, toughest, rip-roarin'-est, Edward Everett Horton-est hombre what ever packed a six-shooter!

[Fires some shots in the air]

Yosemite Sam:
That's who I am.

Yosemite Sam:
I'm a-givin' you one second to draw a gun.

Bugs Bunny:
[Takes out pencil and paper and draws a picture of a gun] How's that, chunky?

Yosemite Sam:
[after drawing picture of a gun] There, how's that?

Bugs Bunny:
Hmmm, it stinks!

Yosemite Sam:
Why you! Oooh! [crumples the paper and starts to shoot Bugs]