Bugs Bunny: And just who might you be?
Punkinhead Martin: I might be Teddy Rooseyvelt, but I ain't! I saw what you did to my brother.
Korgoth: I've dated girls uglier than you for breakfast.
Daffy Duck: Ho ho. Very funny. Ha ha. It is to laugh.
Little Red Riding Hood: Hey, Grandma! That's an awfully big set of teeth for you... to have.
Wolf: Ah, le adorable froufrou... GET OUT.
Bugs Bunny: Why, Granny! You're just a wolf in cheap clothing.
Clarence: I wouldn't do that if I were you. If I were you, I'd put him back. It can only lead to self destruction. It only takes one bird to start you, and before you know it, it's two birds, then three. Suddenly, without realizing it, you're a victim. Then one day... the end of the road.
Bugs Bunny: You ain't got me yet, by Gum! He he he he! Ow, darn this lumbago.
Droopy: Pilot to co-pilot: Boo.
Dr. Frankenollie: Dr. Frankenollie at your service. You're here for the job, hmm?
Mickey Mouse: Yeah. I mean, no! No.
Dr. Frankenollie: Oh, don't be shy. It's not just a job. It's an adventure.
Mickey Mouse: I hate adventures.
Dr. Frankenollie: Perfect! You're hired.
Trailer Trash Thumb: A lot of kids were disappearing in the woods, all mysterious like. And people thought it might be... David Copperfield. In a stage show, he took a llama and put it in a box. He closed the box and spinned it around. He opened up the box. There's no llama! And you don't see that every day, there's a llama here, llama gone. Llama, no llama. Just chills you to the bones.
Clareece 'Precious' Jones: I'm gonna break through or somebody gonna break through to me.
Stan Sr.: Remember the old adage: You can lead a horse to water, but a pencil must be lead.
Dorlock Holmes: All right, Watkins. Enough of your bumbling.
Porky Watkins: B-Bumbling upsets Holmes no end.
Von Hamburger: This should be a close-up, am I r-r-r-r-r-right, boys?
Assistant Directors: Yes, sir, yes, sir, yes, sir, yes, sir.
Bugs Bunny: Action, he says. Action he shall get.
Elmer Fudd: Which way did he go? Which way did he go?
Texan: A birthday cake! Now who coulda knowed it was my birthday? Especially when it t'ain't.
Chihuahua: Nobody loves me.
Announcer: The dogs are going into their starting boxes. Now they're on edge for this race. Bill's Bunion looks a little sore. Pneumatic Tire's rounding into shape. Father's Moustache looks a little droopy. Motorman's Glove will have a hand in it. Bride's Biscuit is hard as a rock. Grandpa's Folly is out of it. He's being scratched.