[theme music playing]
[jaunty music playing]
[door slams open]
[heavy footsteps rumbling]
[gulps]
I'm looking to read some poetry in a quiet place.
[stammering] You're in good hands, mister.
We've been voted quietest library six years and counting.
- [chuckling nervously] - Good.
'Cause if it ain't quiet while I'm reading my poems,
[yelling] I might just lose it!
[low menacing voice] Is that clear?
Oh, yes. Very.
[chuckles] I have just the right spot
and just the book.
Right this way, sir.
There you go.
Just drop by the desk if you need anything.
[Daffy humming loudly]
♪ Just doing my laundry in the library ♪
The crazy thing is, I don't even wear clothes!
[whooping]
♪ Washing my clothes in the library ♪
Who's the crazy making noise over there?
Just give me one second to take care of it.
[yelling] Hurry!
[humming and whooping]
Um, sir? Sir?
I need you to be quiet and please take your laundry down,
or I'll have to ask you to get out.
And just where am I supposed to wash my dirty laundry?
The post office?
[chuckling] Just pulling your leg, brother.
I'll take it down in a jiffy.
Good. Thank you.
But I won't like it.
Sorry about the disturbance, sir.
It should be taken care of.
[sighs] I just love peaceful conflict resolutions.
[Daffy laughing hysterically]
Oh, boy!
[continues laughing] Oh, man!
[whooping]
Hey, mister. You gotta check this page out.
[laughs] It's hilarious! See?
[laughing]
Why, this book has everything!
See? Everything!
I bet they got some real zingers on the last page.
[cackling]
Oh, boy! [cackling]
- How did they come up with this stuff? - [yelps]
[giggling] And get a load of this page.
"R." [cackling]
You sit right here and read quietly,
or else...
[chuckling nervously] Problem solved.
Should be nice and quiet.
I hope so.
[teeth chattering]
'Cause I'm starting to lose my patience!
[yelling] Got it?
[straining] Yes.
Good.
- [fire alarm ringing] - [growling angrily]
[fire alarm stops]
[growling menacingly]
[panting] Phew!
Say, what's the big idea?
I was just about to roast some marshmallows
and quietly too.
You can't have campfires in the library,
and you certainly can't have food.
What about smoothies, hmm? That's more of a liquid.
Absolutely... [stammering]
[blender whirring loudly]
[growling angrily]
That does it.
You're officially kicked out!
Kicked... Kicked out?
Fine. I understand.
I've been a terrible nuisance.
I'll just go back to my garbage can on Skid Row
and use my tears as a waterbed.
[sobbing uncontrollably]
So, go ahead, kick me out into the cold!
Daffy Duck will never darken your doorstep again!
- [sobbing uncontrollably] - [shushing]
Okay, okay. Fine, fine, fine, fine.
One more chance.
- You really mean it? - Sure.
As long as you stay qui... [stammering]
[whooping loudly] I knew you'd come around, you big old good Sumerian, you!
This calls for a celebration!
[playing band music loudly]
[stammering] That's it!
[whooping loudly]
[shushing]
- [bomb explodes] - [whoops]
[growling angrily]
[gulps]
[Porky and Daffy grunting]
[footsteps rumbling]
Now, where was I?
Oh, yeah. "Love is blind,
but love is true.
The only one I love is you."
[sobs, blows nose]
That was beautiful.
[sobbing]
Keep it down, bub. There's people trying to read in here.
[theme music playing]
[up-tempo music playing]
[buzzing]
- [birds chirping] - [peaceful music playing]
I've always wanted to be a famous artist,
ever since I was a wee little Fudd.
I need to paint the perfect landscape,
so I can be in the prestigious Pretty Good Artist magazine.
Now, let's see.
No.
- [buzzing] - No.
A-ha! This is the perfect spot.
I even have a place to sit.
Ah! Nothing like freshly-baked carrot cake.
- [Bugs screaming] - [glass shattering]
[metal clattering]
Hey, who turned out the lights?
[sighs] Get a load of this bum.
Eh, excuse me, Doc,
but, uh, your gluteus maximus
seems to be blocking my rabbitus holus.
Get out of here, you screwy rabbit.
So, you like painting, eh?
Well, so do I.
Eight ball, back pocket!
[yelling in pain]
This ought to stop that screwy rabbit!
Now, where was I?
[peaceful music playing]
[Bugs whistles]
Oh, that rascally rabbit!
Doc, Doc! He's here, he's here!
- Who? - Mr. Judgey McToughCritic.
The best art critic in the whole wide world!
You know what this means?
[stammers] What does it mean?
This is your big chance
to get discovered as a famous artist, Doc.
Get your act together, show him your work,
and give him all you got, kid!
Hmm.
Interesting.
Very experimental.
Surprisingly bold use of composition.
The subtle use of subtext and juxtaposition
between the sharp trees and the soft rabbit.
Medium rare.
This, my good sir...
[shouts] stinks!
Come back here, you rabbit!
Hmm. Kind of needs something.
Got it!
Eh, what's up, Doc?
I'm gonna get you, you rabbit!
Yoo-hoo! Over here, Doc.
[chuckles menacingly] This palette knife ought to do the trick.
[Bugs groans loudly]
Please, just take the pain away!
Oh, no! What did I do?
[howling in pain]
I'm dying, Doc!
Doc, please, just let it end, I'm begging you.
The pain is just too much!
[sobbing] Oh! I'm sorry, Mr. Rabbit.
I didn't mean to hurt anyone.
Can you just do me this one last favor...
[coughs]
before I go to my final resting place?
Oh, anything, Mr. Rabbit.
You name it.
Would you just pull on this here rope?
[chuckles] Of course, my friend!
[sobbing uncontrollably]
[ballet music playing]
[panting angrily]
[yelps]
Oh, I've got you now, you screwy rabbit.
I've got you!
[both screaming]
[Elmer screaming]
[Elmer continues screaming]
- [man] Incredible! - That is real art.
Amazing!
Would you look at that?
I guess he made it into Pretty Good Artist magazine after all.
[theme music playing]
[upbeat music playing]