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Oh boy
They've dropped a rabbit
Now I got you you're a dead rabbit
Wabbit
Telegram for Elmer Ford
What's up, yeah
Dear nephew and waving you three million dollars in my will uncle willy. Oh
Boy, I'm rich I'm rich
Yes, but you don't get one cent if you harm any animals especially
We wabbits
You're free now with the rabbit go and wamp and frolic in the forest
Oh boy, I'm rich. Okay, let's make it three million dollars
Come on out
I'm just an angel in the sky
an angel in the sky.
Please, Mr. Wabbit, go on back to the forest where you belong.
Be nice with the Wabbit.
What are you trying to do, kill me?
Are you back to my skull?
I'm going to call Uncle Louie, that's what I'm going to do.
Operator, operator.
Hey, you got an echo?
Hello, operator, operator.
Give me Walnut Tree Tree.
Oh, that's you, Mert?
How's every little thing?
Please, Mr. Wabbit, don't call Uncle Louie.
I won't hurt you again.
I promise.
Well, okay.
But watch your step after this fat boy.
Hey, what do you have to eat around this joint?
Eat?
Eat?
I'll fix this guy.
Think he'll twig me, huh?
Step right this way.
That'll fix him.
Right that dirty double-crosser.
Let me in.
Open up!
Hey, I'll get some polonias.
Open up!
I'll die.
I'll die!
No, I'm too young to die.
Please, please let me in.
Hey, this scene ought to get me the Academy Award.
Say goodbye to Uncle Louie for me.
Uncle Louie?
What have I done?
Three million dollars, all shot to pieces.
Don't die, Mr. Wabbit.
Please, don't die.
Walk away, baby, on the street.
When the wind blows, the equator...
Come on, fat stuff.
Swing it.
Walk away, baby, on the street.
When the wind blows, the equator will walk.
When the bomb wakes, the equator will fall.
Now, come, baby.
Special delivery.
Uncle Louie has kicked the bucket.
You now inherit three million dollars.
Inheritance tax, two million defense tax, big check, tiny.
Which leaves you owing us one dollar and ninety-eight cents.
Please, we mint.
You don't get the dough in a butterball.
No, but I'm going to get you.
Yes.
Happy New Year.
Happy New Year.
Happy New Year.
Yippee, hooray.
Happy New Year.
Good old acquaintance.
Well, yipe again.
Don't go down there, it's dark.
Good riddance to bad rubbish.
Easter greetings.
What's up, Doc?
What's up, Doc?
She's the girlfriend of the whirling dervish.
She's the sweetest one he's found.
But every night in the mellow moonlight,
when he's out dervishing with all his might,
she gives him the run aground.
All the boyfriends of the whirling dervish
are his best friends to his face.
Shh.
Jeepers, creepers, I'd better hurry.
Thanks, you nasty spy.
I thought that Alabama and his dirty sleeves were all washed up.
Don't worry, Blondie, I'll take good care of Baby Dumpling.
Giddy up.
Well, and I was a bit worried about those guys.
Oh, there he is.
Goodness gracious.
Oh, there he is.
Boy, oh boy, oh boy, oh boy, oh boy.
I want to get in a battle.
Boy, oh boy, oh boy, what a fray.
What a fray.
Boy, oh boy, oh boy, oh boy.
I want to get in a battle.
Boy, oh boy, oh boy, oh boy, oh boy.
Help.
Baby Dumpling, Baby Dumpling, Baby Dumpling.
Fill her up, lady.
Fill her up, lady.
Boy, oh boy, oh boy, now's my big chance.
Gangway, gangway.
Out of my way, out of my way.
Out of my way, out of my way.
Out of my way, out of my way.
A very interesting and instructive day may be spent at any one of the many fine zoos of our country.
Here are assembled strange specimens from the jungles of deepest Africa, rare creatures native to the highest Himalayas, fleet-footed beasts of the plains and Pampas, as well as denizens of the mighty deep.
At great expense and often at the peril of life and limb, they have been brought here so that you and I might know and understand our furred and feathered friends.
The wolf family is represented by the timber wolf, his cousin the gray wolf, and the black sheep of the wolf family, the Hollywood wolf.
Say, here's an old friend of ours, Porky Pig, the keeper of the zoo.
Hey Porky, where are you going with that mallet?
Oh, I'm going to feed the giraffe.
Look at this cute little bunny. This type of rabbit is known as the cotton tail.
And where there are rabbits, there are hares. Here we see the famous march hares.
This majestic specimen of bird life is a bald eagle. I reiterate, a bald eagle. A bald eagle.
Okay, blabbermouth, so I am bald.
Before us now is the mighty monarch of the jungle, the lion.
Well, his majesty acts a little restless. He seems to be looking for something.
Oh well.
One of the most vicious animals is the black panther. This one is just finishing a hearty meal.
Ah, the elephant. The African elephant. And from far off India, the Indian elephant.
The most hated of all birds is the vulture. A sneaky bird of prey. An unspeakable goal.
A loathsome scavenger. A snake in the grass with wings. A despicable excuse for a bird.
Ah, sticks and stones can break my bones, but words can never hurt me.
The seals are getting terribly fussy lately. In fact, they're so fussy that they'll eat only fresh mountain trout.
They don't know from nothing. I'll toss them a barracuda, a mackerel. They'll never know the difference.
Well, our friend the lion again. He still seems to be looking for something. Oh well, we hope he sees it.
The Alaskan bear is one of the strongest of all animals. He uses his tremendous strength to hug his prey to death.
Once he gets those strong, hey, hey, what's he up to? No, no. Not that poor little sheep.
Hey, stop it. Hey, cut that out. Put that sheep down. Hey, stop it. Stop it. Stop that hugging.
Oh, for goodness sakes, mind your own business.
Will the Swallows come back to Capistrano?
Residing temporarily at the zoo are three of the famous Capistrano Swallows.
Tell me, little visitors, why do you always go back to Capistrano?
I don't know. I guess we're just in a rut.
I can't do it. I can't do it. It's impossible. My gosh, there's a limit.
Well, this daddy rabbit seems very disturbed about something. Hey, what seems to be the matter?
The hippopotamus. This big brute is armored like a tank. His skin is so tough that even a bullet can hardly pierce it.
That's right. In fact, over all his body, there's only one teeny weeny vulnerable spot.
Oh, that's the spot. You got it. I don't get it.
Well, well, here's that lion again. Still looking.
Oh, wait. He sees something. What is it that makes him so happy?
Uh-oh, the ice cream man. That old lion has a sweet tooth.
That's all, folks.
That's all, folks.
I'm a sheepdog, I am. I got to watch a sheep on account that the wolf won't get him if I don't watch him.
See, I'm a sheepdog, yeah. But he ain't going to get him, no sir, no sir.
Because I'm a sheepdog, I am. I'm too smart for him, I am, yeah.
To eat or not to eat? Bah, what a question.
Eureka, I have it. I shall disguise myself as a sheep and mingle with a flock.
I shall disguise myself as a sheep and mingle with a flock.
Bah!
How many times have I got to tell you sheep not to leave the flock on account that the wolf won't get you,
and then you'll be sorry because you didn't listen to me when I told you.
But you sheep never want to listen.
Gee, what an ugly looking sheep. But you sheep never want to listen to me.
No, you never do want to listen.
Now get back in there and stay there!
Why, the dirty no-good!
Well, hello. What have we here?
Mutton.
Ah, tender.
A bit scrawly.
Boss! Oh, boss! Boss! Oh, boss! Boss!
Boss, boss, I ain't the suspicious kind, but there's a wolf and sheep's clothing among us,
and it don't look like he's going to no mare's parade party.
A wolf?
Come on now, come on. I know you're in there and you ain't going to get away with nothing on account. I'm right on the job.
So you better come on, because I know one of you is a wolf. Yeah.
Wolf?
Wolf?
Oh, me precious sweet. I love thee with an all-consuming fire, a fire sparkling in thine eyes, filling me with a madness that keeps me...
He thinks he's pretty tricky, he does. I'll show him, I will, I will.
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la.
It's me.
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la.
Why, Grandma, what a big nose you have.
Yes, it is quite a profile, isn't it?
And Grandma, what big eyes you have.
You have beautiful eyes yourself. They're like limpid, sapphire pools in the shimmering moonlight.
They are? Really? You're not kidding me, huh?
What do you know? They are pretty. You're right, my eyes are pretty. Huh?
You know, I don't think he meant a word he said about my eyes.
If I don't get a haircut soon, the dog catchers are gonna get me.
Look, fellas, the wolf in sheep's clothing. I caught him, I caught him, look. I caught him.
Well, how do you like that?
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