Original subtitles

(SIN GIN G) Who's got the sweetest disposition?

One guess, guess who?

Who never, never starts an argument?

WO MAN: Hmm?

Who never shows a bit of temperament?

Who's never wrong but always right?

DONALD: Yeah?

Who'd never dream of starting a fight?

DONALD: That so?

Who gets stuck with all the bad luck? No one...

(DONALD Q UACKIN G AN GRILY)

... but Donald Duck!

DONALD: Yeah!

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

(HUMMING)

I'm built like a tank.

GiVe me room, boys.

(EX CLAIMS)

(DINGS)

Hurray!

You did it. You did it, Uncle Donald!

I did?

(LAUGHS) Yeah. I did.

Okay, bud, you're on!

(GRUNTS)

(BUZZING)

(LAUGHING)

Oh, boy!

You're great, Uncle Donald!

Oh, boy! Are you strong!

(RINGING)

(CHIMES)

Oh, boy!

- That's our... - Uncle Donald.

That's our uncle.

- My uncle can lick your uncle. - ALL: What?

HUE Y: He cannot lick our uncle.

(BO YS ARGUING)

Okay, boys, break it up. What's the beef?

I simply stated that my uncle can lick their uncle.

(LAUGHING)

- Your uncle? - Uh-huh! My uncle.

DONALD: "Win $500. Stay three rounds with Peewee Pete."

I'll twist him in two.

(LAUGHS)

Very well, I'll make the necessary arrangements with my uncle.

(HUMMING)

(LAUGHING)

Well, Peewee, I got you another sucker.

Good boy, Johnsey.

You bet, we'll really pack 'em in today.

Great.

All right, Peewee, cut it out.

(PEEWEE LAUGHING)

(ALL GULPING)

Uncle Donald!

(EX CLAIMS)

(GRUNTING)

(STAMMERING) He's such a big...

Show me. Let me at 'em. I'll handle that wuss.

Poor Uncle Donald.

All right, all right, don't crowd. There's room for everybody.

You're going to see three rounds of spine-tingling, murder, mayhem.

Oh!

(CROWD LAUGHING)

(CLICKING TONGUE)

In this corner, Peewee Pete.

And in this corner, CanVas Back Duck.

(CROWD BOOING)

(BELL RINGS)

(GRUNTS)

Not me, him.

Huh?

Geronimo! All right. All right. Where is he?

(CROWD GASPING)

One,

two, three...

I gotta get a drink of water.

Oh, that guy's yellow.

He ain't scared.

I am, too. Let's go home.

We'll show him, Uncle Donald.

Huh?

(CHUCKLES)

PEEWEE: Oh, yeah?

Hmm.

Come out of there.

(MUMBLING)

(GRUNTS)

Why, you...

(EX CLAIMS)

(ACCORDION PLAYING)

(GRUNTING)

(BELL RINGING)

(WHISTLE BLOWS)

(BELL RINGS)

Ah! Thank you!

Huh?

PEEWEE: Oh, yeah?

Hurry, hurry.

(GRUNTING)

(EX CLAIMING)

(CROWD LAUGHING)

Hurry, hurry.

Wake up, Uncle Donald. Look!

(CLATTERING)

Ah-ha!

(SHATTERING)

MAN: Oh, no! The punk's glass jaw.

(CROWD CHEERING)

(SOBBING) The winner.

(HUMMING)

Ouch!

(CHUCKLING)