Mad Hatter: What's the matter my dear, don't you care for tea?
Alice: Why, yes. I'm very fond of tea.
March Hare: If you don't care for tea, you could at least make polite conversation.
Yosemite Sam: That consarn idjit rabbit bit me nose.
Bugs: Say, doc, are you trying to get yourself in trouble with the law? This ain't wabbit huntin' season.
Elmer Fudd: It's not?
Bugs: No, it's duck huntin' season.
Daffy: That, sir, is an in-mitigated frab-rication. It's wabbit season.
Bugs: Duck season.
Daffy: Wabbit season.
Bugs: Duck season.
Daffy: Wabbit season.
Bugs: Duck season.
Daffy: Wabbit season.
Bugs: Wabbit season.
Daffy: Duck season.
Bugs: Wabbit season.
Daffy: I say it's duck season. And I say fire.
Yosemite Sam: Mice.
Hubie: Bert, an average mouse eats 12 pounds of cheese in a lifetime. I figure tonight we've lived 2000 years.
Junyer Bear: I will fill your favorite pipe for you, dear old dad, Pa. G-U-N-P-O-W-D-E-R, tobacco. I am a good speller, I am. C-A-T, dog. B-A-T, Rhode Island.