Subtitle By InalHaciyev Hunting dogs barking Panting I'm trapped. Trapped. I gotta get out of this. I gotta think fast. Trapped. Oh boy, they've trapped a rabbit. [laughs] Barking Barking Look, look fellows, I'm Rin Tin Tin. Barking Now I got you. You're a dead rabbit. Telegram for Elmer Fudd. Eh, what's up, doc? Dear Nephew, Am leaving you $3 million in my will. Uncle Louie. Oh boy, I'm rich. I'm rich! P.S. But you don't get one cent if you harm any animals, especially rabbits. You're free now, little rabbit. Go and romp and frolic in the forest. Oh boy, I'm rich. Okay, fellows. Break it up. Break it up. $3 million. Humming and the sound of the shower ♪ I'm just an angel in disguise. ♪ ♪ La, la, la, la. ♪ ♪ I'm just an angel in disguise. ♪ Come on out, or I'll blow your head off. ♪ I'm just an angel in disguise. ♪ Please, Mr. Rabbit, go on back to the forest where you belong. Be a nice little rabbit. Ooh! Ouch! Ouch! Hey, what are you trying to do, kill me? You'll fracture my skull! I'm gonna call Uncle Louie, that's what I'm gonna do. Operator! Operator! Hey, you got a nickel? Hello, operator, operator! Give me Walnut 3350. Oh, that you, Myrt? How's every little thing? Please, Mr. Rabbit, don't call Uncle Louie. I won't hurt you again. I promise. Well, okay. But watch your step after this, fat boy. Hey, what you got to eat around this joint? Eat? Eat. I'll fix this guy. Thinks he'll trick me, huh? Step right this way. That'll fix him. [laughs] Why, that dirty double crosser. Let me in! Open up! Coughing Hey, I'm getting pneumonia. Open up. I'll die! I'll die! No, I'm too young to die. Please, please let me in. Hey, this scene ought to get me the Academy Award. Say goodbye to Uncle Louie for me. Uncle Louie? What have I done? $3 million, all shot to pieces. Don't die, little rabbit. [crying] Please don't die. ♪ Rock-a-bye baby, on the treetop, ♪ ♪ When the wind blows, the cradle... Come on, fat stuff, swing it. ♪ Rock-a-bye baby, on the treetop, When the wind blows, the cradle will rock, ♪ ♪ When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall, Down will come baby,... [doorbell rings] Special delivery. Your Uncle Louie has kicked the bucket. You now inherit $3 million. Inheritance tax: $2 million, defense tax, state tax, county... ... which leaves you owing us $1.98. Please remit. You don't get the dough, eh butterball? No, but I'm gonna get you! Yipe! [clock strikes 12] Happy New Year! Happy New Year! Yippee! Hooray! Happy New Year! ♪ Should auld acquaintance be forgot, and never brought to mind? ♪ ♪ Should auld acquaintance... Why, you... Well, "yipe" again! Don't go down there. It's dark. [screams] Good riddance to bad rubbish. [doorbell rings] Easter greetings. Eh, what's up, doc?.