Happy, the Littlest Bunny

[after Happy and his chipmunk friend, Chicky, steal a field mouse family's corn supply]

Father field mouse:
Dang it! I worked all day getting that food. Now we're gonna have to start all over. You rotten rabbit!

Mother field mouse:
Now, Pa, no sense getting all around with that. Let's get back to work.

Farmer Bellows:
[to Happy's brothers, Moosey and Patch] These are the last vegetables you'll ever steal from my garden, you little thieves!

Happy:
Being the littlest rabbit stinks! My whole life stinks!

[first lines]

Malcolm:
[narrating] I surely do love it here in Cornwall County. The days are warm and the nights are cool, and... there's not a day goes by that something doesn't happen makes you sit up and take notice.

Malcolm:
I'm telling you, folks and critters around these parts have such a good life... that they got nothing better to do for trouble than to manufacture out of pure horsefeathers. Take a look at the rabbit family over yonder for instance. No, no, no, no - not up there! Tarnation... you don't look for rabbits up in the trees. What's the matter with you? You're scratching where it don't itch! Down lower.

[after Chicky the chipmunk meets Happy]

Malcolm:
See what I was meaning when I said "Here comes trouble"? That chipmunk is fixing to put a spider in Happy's coffee.

Chicky:
You think you're just a little... scared bunny. In fact, I think you are the littlest scared bunny I've ever seen!

Happy:
Say goodbye to Happy Rabbit... [winks] and say hello to the meanest, toughest bunny that'll ever walk these woods. Scrappy Rabbit!

Happy:
Who's the littlest bunny now?

Chicky:
Not you. Heh - that's for sure.

Malcolm:
It's one thing to be even score with his own kin, but Scrappy hasn't been stopping there - oh, no. That bully of a bunny is terrorizing the entire woods. Why, just the other day, he and Chicky came across a family of field mice...