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(THEME SONG PLAYING)

Souvenirs, trinkets, knickknacks,

all the finest curiosities of the Arabian peninsula right here.

You sir! You look like a fella who could use a trinket or a knickknack.

How about a toy scimitar for your kiddies?

A designer veil for the missus?

Or maybe a snow globe from the Hanging gardens of Babylon?

No! I'm not looking for any of that garbage!

I'm looking for a lamp with a magic genie inside!

Oh, sure! I got one of those.

I don't have one of those.

Problem is I don't know which one of the lamps is the right one.

Guess you'll have to buy 'em all.

Oh, fine! Gimme 'em!

(GROANS)

Good luck finding that genie, doc.

Hey Mac, you dropped one!

Oh, he scuffed it.

Maybe I can buff it out a little.

I'm here. I'm here!

The genie has left the bottle.

Holy smokes! You're a genuine genie?

Of course I am.

I don't just cram myself into household appliances for my health.

Now I can give you anything your heart desires.

Anything in the world!

Really? Anything I want?

You bet your sweet bippy, my little buck-toothed pal.

The world is your oyster.

Huh. I could go for some carrots.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

I wouldn't waste a wish on a root vegetable.

How about a blender? Purees and mixes.

Perfect for smoothies.

Under warranty, until it breaks.

No genie. No genie.

Consarnit! That rabbit done sold me a bunch

of worthless scrap metal!

Where'd he go?

(EXCLAIMING IN HORROR) The genie?

I said I don't want a blender. I want carrots.

What you need is a hair dryer.

(WHIRRING)

Get it? Hair dryer? (CHUCKLES)

Or maybe a vacuum.

Whatever your wish is my command!

Ooh! I've done been played a fool!

I'm gonna get that rabbit.

Call 555-0126 now

before these deals go up in smoke.

Now cut that out.

You ain't granting wishes.

You're just shilling products.

Oh, fiddle-dee-dee. All right, you caught me.

So I run a little side-business out of the lamp. Big deal!

Listen, Smokie,

all I want is a ton of carrots a place to put 'em.

A casa de carrots, eh? Coming right up!

(GROANS)

Hey! Who put this giant palace here?

Hey, what's all that racket, huh?

(BUGS BUNNY BEATBOXING)

Ah, it's nothing.

Just that rabbit conga dancing with some giant carrots

while my magical genie plays the drums.

My magical genie!

Aha! Genie, I command you to stop playing those drums!

I can't, mustache.

My master has wished for an hour of conga drum playing.

My hands are killing me.

Well, I've got the lamp!

And that means I'm your master now.

Wait. Let me check my contrast.

Forty hours a week, must-grant-wishes.

Ah, here it is!

Whoever holds the lamp is my master.

By golly, you're right!

Hey! Who turned off the music?

Genie! I wish for you to kick this rabbit out of here!

As you wish, master.

(SCREAMING)

Nobody steals my genie.

That's right, get between them toes.

Don't go easy on them. I'm not ticklish or nothing.

You know, you could have wished for someone else to give you a foot massage.

BUGS BUNNY: Oh, genie.

Would you be so kind

as to fill the Sultan's silk pajamas

with vanilla pudding?

Pants full of pudding, check.

Ooh! Genie, crush that bunny with a boulder!

What is this? 850 BC?

How about a goose-feathered sleeping bag

filled with antique Japanese tea kettles?

Not so smart, are you, rabbit?

BUNNY: (MUFFLED) Genie, hit him with a frying pan.

Even better, a state of the art non-stick frying pan.

(SCREAMING)

Attack him with a gaggle of punching monkeys.

Well, I'm gonna have to import them, but you got it!

(LAUGHING)

Drop a bag of golf clubs on him!

(YELPS) Drop a bird bath on him!

-(YELPS) -(LAUGHING)

- BUNNY: A TV! - SAM: (YELPS)

- SAM: A donkey! - BUNNY: (GROANS)

- BUNNY: An ice cream cart! - SAM: Dumbbells!

- BUNNY: Iron! - SAM: Pool table!

- BUNNY: Piano! Picture! - SAM: A bed!

- SAM: Ming vase! A toaster! - BUNNY: Table! Chair!

- SAM: Sink! Stool! - BUNNY: Candelabra!

(BUGS BUNNY MUTTERING INCOHERENTLY)

Well boys, you certainly wished for a mouthful.

Now is a good time to pay up your tab.

Our tab? Wait! These wishes aren't free?

(LAUGHING) Oh, heavens no.

I stopped giving out free wishes years ago.

What do you think I am, a charity? Now, let's see.

Carrots, exotic monkeys, a donkey, frying pan,

industrial fan, giant sponge, sleeping bag, tea kettles, pool tables...

We can't possibly pay that!

Well, I guess you'll have to work it off.

How's it going down there, shorty?

Scrubbed the turlets just like you said, master.

Splendid! Now start polishing my buttresses.

Well, it just goes to show you,

be careful what you wish for.

Oh boy, oh boy.

I made it all the way across the country

for my big hunting trip.

I've got everything I need.

I've got my shotgun, my bow and arrow,

my hunting knife, traps, decoys,

night vision goggles, satellite tracking system,

laser guided rifle scope and my caramel corn.

You can't go hunting without caramel corn.

- What's up, doc? - Oh, hello.

I'm on a hunting trip.

A hunting trip, huh?

Looks like you're ready to invade a foreign country.

I am. Rabbit country.

And all I need to do is get myself to the hunting lodge,

and I can start tracking cute, little rabbits.

Say, you're not a rabbit, are you?

Me? Uh, no.

I'm the baggage handler for the hunting lodge.

I'll take all of your luggage to the lodge for you.

Oh, how nice. Thank you.

Oh, look! The lodge is that way.

Wait a minute. That baggage handler went in the wrong direction.

Uh, excuse me, mister,

but the lodge is that way.

Hey!

Where's all my hunting supplies?

BUNNY: Sorry, bub, wind took 'em into the lake.

The lake? Oh, no!

BUNNY: No tip? Figures.

Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no.

(GRUMBLES) How am I supposed to hunt without my supplies?

Oh, I bet they've got more at the hunting lodge.

And I know just the guy to take you there.

(WHISTLES) Hey taxi!

- BUNNY: Squeaks, take this guy to the hunting lodge, -(SQUEAKING) I'm on it.

He says you'll be there in no time.

Oh, great.

ELMER: This cab sure is cramped.

Step on it, driver. I don't have all... (SCREAMING)

(GROANS) ...day.

Hey bro, you okay?

No! I just had the worst taxi cab ride of my life.

Oh, don't worry about it, brosephus.

I'm a rickshaw driver.

I can take you wherever you need to go.

I need to get to the hunting lodge.

You got it, bro.

Wow! Look at the view from here.

If you think this is good,

wait until you see the one on the way down.

Bye bye.

(SCREAMING)

(GROANS)

Thank goodness I landed in this pile of tires.

(CHUCKLES)

"Tire burning Mondays." Wait a minute.

Today's Monday!

(FIRE BURNING) (ELMER SCREAMING)

Wow! He's really burning rubber.

Huh? (CHUCKLES)

Oh, thanks to that rabbit's shenanigans,

I have no idea where I am.

I've gotta get to that hunting lodge,

or I'm gonna miss all the fun.

Wait a minute.

Maybe I don't have to go to the hunting lodge after all.

-(MOTOR REVVING) - What the--

You're a long way from home.

The name's Chainsaw,

-(MOTOR REVS) - and this is my partner Axe handle.

(MOTOR REVS)

We're with the Biker wildlife association.

- And we don't like-- -(MOTOR REVVING)

- And we don't like-- and we-- -(MOTOR REVVING)

Knock it off, Axe handle!

And we don't let anyone hunt in this forest.

I'm not hunting. This rabbit was chilly,

so I'm snuggling him so he warms up a little bit.

(ANGRY SQUEAKING)

- Easy, Axe handle, easy. -(AXE HANDLE GRUMBLES)

You're not fooling anyone, buddy.

You're messing with wildlife.

And do you know what we do to people who mess with wildlife around here?

You snuggle them to warm them up a little bit?

No! We make them listen to really annoying sounds.

BUNNY: Like nails on a chalkboard.

A dental drill.

A jackhammer.

BUNNY: The busy signal on a phone.

Polka music.

This guy's voice.

I say, I say, did I ever tell you how I got the name Foghorn?

It was a cold and blustery night.

It was so cold, even the polar bears were putting on sweaters.

That's a joke, son. Why ain't you laughing?

- Stop it! - That's what you get

for trying to hunt rabbits.

Hey. You're that rabbit.

And you're cute! Axe handle!

-(MOTOR REVS) - See you at the rendezvous point.

Oh. Crazy rabbit.

If this guy wants to beat a rabbit,

then he has to be a rabbit.

Get back here!

Buddy, are you okay?

I really took a spill.

Here, this ought to make you feel better.

Thank you. I actually am quite fond of carrots.

I make a delicious carrot soup.

Really? You'll have to get me the recipe.

It's simple, really.

Just carrots, onions, celery, cracked pepper...

(GRUMBLES) You keep messing with me, rabbit!

Don't get mad at me, doc.

You wanted me to get you to the hunting lodge, and I did.

- Huh? - Bye.

Well, what do you know?

Hey everybody, come on out!

I'm here, I'm here!

And I'm dressed like a (SCREAMING) rabbit!

(ELMER SCREAMING)

(MOTOR REVVING)

Well, that's one rabbit hunt I can approve of.

Axe handle, did you wire the lodge?

You bet I did.

Then let's light this candle.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)