[theme music playing]
Ooh. I feel nice and safe
putting my nest up in this military base.
[slobbering]
Oh, how deliciously wrong you are.
[hammering]
Uh-oh, I thought I saw a pussycat.
I did! I did!
[grunts]
[gulps]
I'm swingin' now, baby.
[crashes]
Now that's just silly.
Pussycats are supposed to land on their feet.
No good patriotic pooch.
But he's still a pooch.
[nervous laugh]
[crashes]
Look at all those stars.
And stripes.
[babbling]
In the military, we keep our nests nice and clean.
Hmm. A military mutt might call this a diversionary tactic.
[sniffs and exclaims]
That is one patriotic pussy.
♪ Sweet land of liberty ♪
Uh-oh.
[evil laugh] Time to feast.
[grunts]
[chuckles]
Here comes the flag.
[gasps]
[blowing trumpet]
Lights out. Time to lower the flag.
Dog bless America. [laughs]
[humming]
Huh? Oh, boy, I think I just spotted a snack. Oh, yep, yep.
[sniffing]
[crying] Oh, no! I can't do it! Oh, no!
[groans]
Hey, Ma! I caught us a buzzard for dinner, I did.
[laughs] Yep, yep, yep...
Shucks. If looks could kill.
[stuttering] Ah! I love Sundays.
Quiet, relaxing,
uneventful.
-Morning, Daffy. -Morning, Porko.
Gee, I wonder what Daffy was doing
with that big old jet pack in our living room.
[slurps]
[crashes]
Daffy.
Hey, Porky boy.
What do you think of my sweet new backpack?
But that's not a backpack, Daffy.
That's a jet pack.
Don't be ridiculous.
Of course it's a backpack.
Here's the button that turns it on.
Daffy, that is most certainly a jet pack.
An unsafe jetpack that is now wrecking our house!
Unsafe?
I would never let my best pal try it on,
if it wasn't safe.
Try it on?
I never said I wanted to try that thing-- [screams]
Hey, it fits.
[screaming]
Oh, no! Porky's in trouble.
And he's headed right towards my room of collectible chainsaws.
[screams]
-[chainsaws whirring] -[Porky screaming]
Oh, no. He's headed for my prized stash of vintage mouse traps.
[Porky screams]
-[clanging] -[Porky groans]
Oh, no.
Not my collection of bacon-sensitive landmines!
[screams]
Daffy, help me!
[screams]
I gotta stop him before he hurts himself,
or breaks any more of my stuff.
Daffy, help!
Don't worry, Porky ol' bean.
I've got a plan that's guaranteed to work.
Time for plan B, as in "bat".
Ow!
Eesh, that didn't work at all.
Better try a different bat.
Ow!
Man, they don't make wooden bats like they used to.
Let's see what titanium can do.
[Porky shouting indistinctly]
[screams]
Daffy, the baseball is not working.
You gotta try something else.
Something else? What else is there?
Hmm. Come on, Daff-man. Think, think.
I got it! Don't worry, Pork, I got a plan.
Hurry!
Hmm. [slurps]
[praying indistinctly]
[applause]
[grunts] Daffy, you did it.
You stopped the jetpack.
I told you I had a plan.
But how?
Easy. I became a lawyer and handed the jet pack one of these.
[Porky] Wow. Cease and desist?
I'm impressed.
Oh, that's nothing.
You should see this.
-What is it? -Now that I'm a lawyer,
I'm suing you for all the stuff you broke.
Including my backpack.
[screams]
[theme music playing]