Thumb Fun

Daffy Duck:
[Watching ducks flying south] Suckers! Going south the hard way, huh? Well, you won't catch this little black duck flapping his way to Miami. No, I'm thumbing it this season.

Obnoxious Motorist:
[Stops in front of Daffy] Say, say, say, boy. You know something, boy? I never pick up hitchhikers! Nope, I never do! Never do! Goodbye! [Drives off]

Daffy Duck:
Mighty nice of you to give me a rid south. Going to Miami, I see? Well, what could be southier?

Porky Pig:
Well, b-b-but I...

Daffy Duck:
Oh, just a second while I get my bags.

Porky Pig:
But there really isn't any room in the back. I...

Daffy Duck:
[Carrying about a dozen suitcases] I always crave light. No use taking a lot of stuff you'll never use, I always say. [Opens trunk and tosses bags in]

Daffy Duck:
[singing] This is the way we pack our bags, pack our bags, pack our bags / This is the way we pack our bags to take them to Miami. [Struggles to close trunk]

Porky Pig:
G-Gosh, did you get them all in that l-little compartment?

Daffy Duck:
Certainly. Take a look for yourself, buster. [Porky opens trunk; all the bags come flying out, knocking him back]

Daffy Duck:
Now that was a bright thing to do. Now we gotta stow'em all over again.

Cop:
Kinda stepping on it, weren't ya?

Porky Pig:
Well, you see... He, I...

Daffy Duck:
Relax, I'll handle this. Oh, officer. This man's been acting very suspiciously. If I were you, I'd have a look in the back of the car.

Cop:
Well, uh...

Daffy Duck:
[to Porky] In the back... Boi-i-ing!

Porky Pig:
Oh, n-n-no! Oh, n-no no, please don't look in the b-back compartment, M-mister officer.

Cop:
Is that so, now? Well, that's just what I'm going to do, mister. [Daffy snickers as the cop opens the trunk and all the suitcases come flying out and knocking him back]

Daffy Duck:
Who-ho-hoa, Nelly! Well, let's go. I told you I'd keep you out of trouble, didn't I, buster.

[Cop grabs both by the shoulder]

Daffy Duck:
[as Porky comes out of the police station] Well, how'd you make out, chum?

Porky Pig:
He l-let me off easy. He only fined me t-t-two dollars.

Daffy Duck:
Two dollars? Why that's an outrage! You wait right here. I'll fix it. I'll slap him with a habeas corpuscle. [Goes inside, arguing heard] Oh, he-he, looks like you'll have to cough up another fifty bucks. They slapped us with a reckless driving charge.

Porky Pig:
I t-t-tried to tell you. Oh, d-drat that crazy duck anyhow!

Daffy Duck:
[Get's kicked out] I hope you appreciate what I've done for you.

Porky Pig:
Oooh... Oh, I do, I do. I really do. W-w-wait right here a minute. [laughs evilly]

Daffy Duck:
Now what's he doing in that gifty shoppe? [Porky arrives with a present] Well, what have we got here?

Porky Pig:
Oh, it's j-j-just a little present for you in a-appreciation for all you've done for me.

Daffy Duck:
A present for me? Oh, boy, give me my present! Give me my present, let me see what my present is! Come on, give me my present!

Porky Pig:
Oh, n-n-no. It's a surprise for you. I'll j-just put it in here. [Quickly puts present in trunk] And d-don't you dare peek.

Daffy Duck:
Ooh, I hate not knowing what it is. I think I'll have a little peek. [opens trunk, all the luggage comes flying out; Porky drives off laughing]

Daffy Duck:
Ooh, the dirty double crosser! [sees present] My present. Oh, boy, I wonder what it is? I gotta see! Gotta see! Gotta see! [Opens present; inside is an Acme Hitch-hiker Thumb, approved by AAA; cut to Daffy hitchhiking with fake thumb in the snow] Oh, my aching thumb!