[theme music playing]
[snores]
[coughing]
Abandon ship! It's the Germans!
Oh, it's you.
[lisping] Hello, wabbit!
Eh, what's up, Doc?
Don't play dumb. We both know
what this is about.
Er, tax evasion?
What? No!
-Loitering? -No.
Oh, murder?
No!
Maybe this will refresh your memory.
No! No! It's horrible!
So talk! Whaddya see?
[in tough guy voice] Oh, I'll tell you
what I see.
The ugliest yard I ever had the misfortune
of laying eyes on.
What! No!
It's my lovely garden.
And do you see anything missing?
[in normal voice] Hmm.
Gardening skills?
-[glass shatters] -No!
My carrots! And you stole 'em. Admit it!
Eh, it wasn't me.
Oh, you're good, wabbit.
A tough nut to crack.
Well, I'm gonna make you talk.
Let's see how long you last
-under this baking hot lamp. -[sizzling]
Wasting away like a daisy under a thousand suns.
Parched, burned. [laughs wickedly]
Quack, quack. Quack, quack.
[barking]
What was that, Doc?
Oh, wabbit!
[metal clangs]
I'm gonna make you admit you took those carrots.
-[metal clangs] -I'm sticking to my story, Mac.
[thud]
Well, let's just see how your story holds up
to my polygraph test.
Your poly-what?
My polygraph machine.
It's a lie detector.
If you lie, this buzzer will go off, and I'll give
you a thrashing.
State your name for the record.
That's easy. Bugsworth Bunny.
You know, Mac, that suit really looks good on you.
[buzzing]
Very funny.
No, I really mean it.
[buzzing]
-Why, a suit really accentuates your muscles.
-[buzzes]
-I bet the ladies are all over you.
-[buzzes]
As a matter of fact, they are.
[buzzing]
[shouting] Enough!
[crashes]
We tried it the easy way.
Now, the hard way.
Um...
-What? -Oh, nothing. Carry on.
No, tell me, what is it?
It's just, uh, this is your first time
interrogating, isn't it?
Yeah. Why?
No reason. Go on.
I'm sure you'll do great.
Hmm.
I don't know what you're thinking, but--
I'm thinking I probably would have started with
a little good cop, bad cop.
Good cop, bad cop?
It's a little hard to explain to beginners.
Well, if you're so smart, why don't you just show me?
I thought you'd never ask!
First, good cop.
All nice and friendly-like.
Here, have some homemade pie.
Oh, goody, pie.
Pie for me. [chuckles]
Mmm-hmm.
And then when they least expect it,
you give them the bad cop.
[shouting] Where are the carrots,
you filthy animal?
Now, I'm the bad cop, see?
Aah! Aah!
[crying]
No. Don't cry, Doc.
Here, have some ice cream.
Oh, well--
And that's good cop, bad cop.
Oh! You tricked me again!
You horrible little carrot thief!
Now, wait a minute, Doc.
I'll talk. I'll talk.
I didn't steal your carrots.
But I saw the guy who did.
He had a real tiny face.
Almost no face, whatsoever.
Puckered up like he just ate a hot lemon.
Just totally sunken in.
Yeah, yeah, that's it.
Push the nose in a little more.
[gasps] There he is!
That's the sick freak who stole your carrots!
[Bugs] Oh!
How could you, Doc?
It was you, all along.
What?
[stammering] It couldn't be.
It has to be. Look.
Dirt under your nails.
Dirt from the scene of the crime!
-Mwah! -But...
But nothing. You were there.
Photos don't lie!
It was you!
[glass shatters]
[yelling]
[imitates chicken clucking and pig snorting]
-All right. Where was I on the night of the crime?
-[sizzling]
I better start talking.
[wicked giggling]
Shut up! Spit that pie out and tell me what happened
to the carrots.
What's on TV? I don't know!
-Who are you working for? -What a shame! I sure hope
he cracks the case.
Could I have my pie now?
[theme music playing]
[whirring]
[creaking]
Meep-meep.
[straining]
[upbeat music playing]
[skidding]
[whirring]
[screaming]
[boulder whistling]
Meep-meep.
[birds chirping]
[theme music playing]
[Porky humming]
Time for a nice relaxing shower.
[squeaking]
[humming]
[sighs]
[electrical buzzing]
[Daffy blowing nose]
Ew!
[flushing]
[Porky screams]
[stuttering] These old pipes sure are a doozy.
-[flushing] -[yells]
What in tarnation?
What's with this thing?
[Porky groaning]
Ugh, disgusting...
Unhygienic!
Ew!
You better shape up, you hear me!
Sorry about that.
[Daffy gargling]
[Porky choking]
[Daffy choking]
[thuds]
[thudding]
[sighs]
[Daffy screams]
I need a handyman... [stutters] a plumber.
Hmm?
[pipe squeaking]
[Daffy gargling]
[Porky yells and sighs]
[Daffy screaming]
Finally a little relaxation.
[Daffy yells]
[both yelling]
[both grunting]
[both panting]
'Scuse me, chum, could ya scrub my back?
Oh, sure thing, pal.
[theme music playing]