Sir O of K:
Surrender, varlet. Thou art the prisoner of me lance.
Bugs Bunny:
I art? And whomsoever art thou, in thy cast-iron tuxedo?
Sir O of K:
I, knave, am Sir O of K, Earl of Watercress, Sir Osis of the Liver, Knight of the Garter, and Baron of Wooster-cester-shister-shyster-schuster-shuster-shister-shire... shire.
Bugs Bunny:
My, he's a big one! Hey, look, pressure cooker. I bet you know a lot of my friends. Ooh! Like, uh, Duke of Ellington, Count of Basie, Earl of Hines, Cab of Calloway, Satchmo of Armstrong.
Sir O of K:
Upstarts and rogues. Never heard of them.
Bugs Bunny:
Rogues, eh? Upstarts, eh? Look, Sir Rup of Figs, don't go around insulting my friends, or I shall get me a can opener and open thee up like a can of solid pack tomatoes.
Sir O of K:
What? Wouldst tilt with me?
Bugs Bunny:
Tilt with thee I will, and I won't wilt. Just lend me a weapon, that's all. That's all.
Sir O of K:
Very well, thou stupid scoundrel. Prepare to meet thy fate.
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