Original subtitles

[theme music playing]

Oh, boy! I can't wait to build my very own skyrise condominium.

And all on this plot of land in the heart of the city.

Eh, what's up, Doc?

Say, what are all these construction materials doing on my land?

Your land? This is my land.

Property of Elmer J. Fudd.

Now, hold it, Doc. Didn't you see my mailbox?

Bugs Bunny.

That's me.

I don't care what your name is. You're trespassing.

Can you believe this guy?

Barging onto my land and saying it's his own?

Why it's un-American! Or is it very American?

- [engine starting] - Huh?

And stay out!

[beeping]

Of course, you realize this means--

[groans] ...war.

Time to get started with a strong foundation.

Hey, what's going on here?

Keep it coming, Doc.

[grunts] Ohh!

Give me back my foundation!

You got it, Mac.

What-- [gargling]

[grunts]

Oh, you wotten wabbit!

You'll be sorry when I get my hands... on... you.

[cracking]

Them's the breaks.

[whirring]

If that stupid wabbit thinks he can stop me from building my dream condo,

he's seriously mistaken.

Heya there, Mac! What's with the doohickey?

[exclaims] What? Hey, get away from my crane hook.

Hook? [chuckling]

Seems more like a hammock.

Gee, this sure is comfy, Mac.

[grunts] Ooh!

All right. You asked for it, wabbit.

[whirring]

- [clank] - [engine sputtering]

- [engine hisses] - Huh? What happened?

[dramatically] Please, Mac! I give up!

I can't take no more!

[shrieking] Please!

Ooh.

[chuckling]

I got that wabbit right where I want him.

- [cranking] - Huh?

That doesn't look like a bunny wabbit.

[stammering] I can explain.

Ow!

Uh, maybe doing some riveting will get my mind off that wotten wabbit.

Eh, [stuttering] rivet.

You really know how to work that tool, Mac.

Muah!

Stay off my property.

You know something? That wabbit is really starting to annoy me.

Ow!

- [whistle blowing] - Lunch!

Oh, boy, oh, boy! I just love lunchtime!

- [whistle blowing] - Lunch is over!

Gee, lunch hours are getting shorter these days.

- [whistle blowing] - Lunch!

Oh, boy! Lunch!

The best part of the day!

- [whistle blowing] - Lunch is over!

Ooh, I'm going to call my union about this.

- [whistle blowing] - Lunch!

I'm not falling for that.

- [whistle blowing] - [yelling] Lunch!

[slurping]

Baloney sandwich, here I come!

[train whistle blowing]

If I see that wabbit one more time,

I swear I'm going to murderize him.

Hiya, Rembrandt.

[exclaims] What? What the heck are you doing here?

Whoa, whoa! Easy there, Mac.

I'm not here to trick ya. I'm here to help ya.

Ooh!

Go ahead, Doc. Take her for a roll.

Wow! I guess that wabbit ain't such a bad guy after all.

[explosion]

[chuckling]

That's the last straw, wabbit.

Good riddance.

All right, let's gentrify this neighborhood.

[clattering]

Hooray!

My condo is complete.

Wow, congrats on your new condo, bud.

Thanks.

I just got to collect the property tax on this joint

and you'll be all set.

Now, let's appraise this property.

Uh-huh, mmm-hmm, uh-huh, mmm-hmm, uh-huh, ahh.

- [cash register dings] - Which means you owe $11 million in property taxes.

But I don't have that kind of money.

Tough cookies, Doc. I don't make the rules.

But that's my whole life savings.

We've got to auction off your place now.

Do I hear one dollar? One dollar? One dollar?

I've got one dollar.

One dollar.

Do I hear more than a dollar? Just a penny more?

Anyone? Anyone?

Sold to the handsome-looking wabbit!

Whoo-hoo! I won!

Hey, Mac. What are you doing trespassing on my property?

Well, I... I was, uh--

[whistling]

Ahh!

Phew.

[slurping]

Eh, what's up, Doc?

My property value.

[theme music playing]

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