[Sam rigs a cannon to the front door of Bugs' campaign headquarters]
Yosemite Sam: No one will vote for a flattened-out rabbit skin, I always say.
[Runs to the back door and knocks]
Bugs Bunny: Oh, you?
Yosemite Sam: Yes, rabbit. I come to extend my hand in friendship. I like you, rabbit. You're a good Joe.
[Taps his foot on floor]
Yosemite Sam: Someone knocking at your front door, rabbit.
Bugs Bunny: Excuse me, Doc. I'll be right back.
Yosemite Sam: [to himself] In little bitty pieces.
Bugs Bunny: That was someone for you, Sam. She said to mention St. Louis.
Yosemite Sam: St. Louis? Emma! Yahoo! Emma, here's your Sammy boy!
[Runs out to front door; Explosion; comes back all burnt and dazed]
Yosemite Sam: Same old Emma. Full of laughs.