[theme music playing]
[humming]
[sniffling]
Aah!
[in Italian accent] This pasta primavera is
gonna be perfect!
Just a little salt, a pinch of pepper,
and finally the rabbit meatballs.
-[Beaky humming] -Beaky!
You are supposed to get the rabbit for the meatballs!
Ooh, ooh.
Almost got it that time.
[humming]
Beaky, my little Boobadiel.
You want to make your mama proud, right?
Oh, yup, yup, yup, yup. Mmm-hmm.
And you know nothing would make your mama more happy
than doing what she asks you to do, right?
Oh, yup, yup, yup. Oh, yup, mmm-hmm.
Very good.
Now, go out and fetch your mama
a nice juicy rabbit for dinner.
[shouting angrily] And don't come back until you do!
Gosh, I better make my ma proud of me and catch a rabbit.
[humming]
[humming stops]
[beeping]
Aha! Jackpot!
Just what I needed!
Now all I need is a can opener.
Ah, there's one.
How convenient.
-[metal squeaking] -[grunts] There!
Bottoms up!
[glugging]
[Beaky grunting]
Oh! Aw, shucks.
[straining]
Eh, what's up, Doc?
[straining] I'm looking for a rabbit.
A rabbit, huh?
-[straining] -So tell me, Doc,
when you find this, uh, rabbit, what are you
gonna do with it?
Naw, naw, no, I can't say it. No, no, nope.
Ah, come on! Tell me.
Naw, naw, naw, it's too gruesome.
Too gruesome.
-No, no, no. -I'm genuinely curious.
Please!
Well, uh, I shouldn't tell you,
but if I could, I'd say,
I'm gonna catch him and maul him and beat him
and skin him
and grind him up and make him
into rabbit meatballs.
But I'm not gonna tell ya. Oh, no, no, no.
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Uh, listen, Doc, I don't mean to toot my own horn,
but, uh, I'm an expert at catching rabbits.
You are?
Oh, oh. Will you help me catch a rabbit?
Oh, will you, will you? Please?
I'll do better than that, my fine feathered friend.
I'll teach ya!
Now just sit down here.
[clears throat] Greetings, class!
Welcome to Rabbit Hunting 101.
Time to take attendance.
Anyone who's here, raise your hand.
Oh, oh, oh, present!
[chuckling]
Now, uh, lesson one.
Outsmarting rabbits.
It's common knowledge that rabbits are really
good at multiplying.
Now, come up to the board, please.
Solve this multiplication problem.
Now, uh, let's see, um...
Now, don't tell me, now, don't tell me, uh...
Um, um, uh... Is it one?
Wrong. Try again.
Uh, two?
[Beaky groaning]
Nope. Uh-uh. Not. Nah.
Nein. Not a sausage.
Eh, don't sweat over it too much, Doc.
You'll never need this stuff in the real world, anyway.
Now, for lesson two.
Tracking rabbits.
If you want to find a rabbit, you gotta learn
to follow their tracks.
Now, do you see any tracks?
[excitedly] Oh, uh, uh, I found 'em.
I found tracks. Yup, yup, I found them.
Good job, kiddo. Now, follow them
and you'll find that rabbit.
-[Beaky] I hear something. -What's it sound like?
[Beaky] Well, it kind of sounds like a tra--
[train tooting]
[groggy] Whoa, wait a minute.
I don't think that was a rabbit at all.
I think that was a train!
Were you trying to trick me?
Trick ya? Nah. Nah. I wasn't trying to trick ya.
I was uh, "training" ya.
Oh, really?
Makes perfect sense to me.
Oh, yup, yup.
Come on, Spinoza.
Time for lesson three.
Trapping rabbits.
[Beaky grunting]
Is that high enough?
Nah. A little higher, Doc.
[grunting]
All right. That looks good.
Hold it right there.
Boy, oh, boy.
That's a nice-looking rabbit trap.
[chuckles] Yup, yup, yup. Sure is.
Ah, wait a second.
I almost forget the most important part
of the trap, Doc.
-Uh, what's that? -The bait.
Uh, say, Mac.
Could you do me a favor and place the bait
under the trap for me?
Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, huh, huh, I can do that.
Uh, place the bait. [chuckles]
Uh... Is this where I place it?
A little further, Doc.
[chuckles] Yeah, yeah, a little further.
All right, Doc, right there.
Uh, like this?
Perfect!
Okay, I placed the bai--
[straining]
Did the trap work?
You bet it did, Doc!
You caught your first rabbit.
I did? Uh, where? Where's the rabbit?
He's right here. See?
[chuckles]
Oh! Gotcha! [chokes]
[grunting]
That's it! Take him down!
You got him, Doc. Give him a left!
And a right. And another. And--
He sure is a slippery fella.
Here, finish him off with this.
Thanks. Oh, now, I gotcha!
[Beaky hitting himself and groaning]
-Well, did I get him? -[birds tweeting]
Oh, did I get the rabbit?
Bravo, Doc.
You did it. You passed the class with flying colors.
Therefore, I present you with this diploma.
[excitedly] Oh, boy, oh, boy. I got a rabbit and a dee-ploma.
Oh, Ma!
Look what I got, Ma.
I caught you a rabbit, and I got an edjumacation.
[chuckling] Are you proud of me, Ma?
Are you proud of me?
[Mama Buzzard] Beaky, no!
Oh, they blow up so fast.
[imitating crying]
Ah, well. Class dismissed.
[theme music playing]
I claim this planet in the name of Mars.
[chomping, slurps]
You will relieve yourself of that flag,
and return it at once.
[burping]
Come out and fight me like a Martian.
Oh, uh, never mind. [chuckles nervously]
As you were.
[growls]
[growling softly]
[theme music playing]
[Porky humming]
Oh, huh? Aww.
[humming]
[disgruntled groan]
[muttering under breath]
What a mess.
Ohh!
[groans]
[dogs barking]
[engine revving]
[Daffy] Hoo-hoo!
[stammering] Phew.
Huh!
Hmm.
[frustrated growl] Ohh!
[bell dings]
Whoa!
Whoa! Whoa!
[music playing]
[triumphant music playing]
[both grunting]
[birds tweeting]
[whirring]
[jaunty whistling]
I am one stuck duck!
[theme music playing]