You wanna play a little one on one, doll? Doll? Uh huh. On the court, *Bugs*. Sure. Ooo,...

Bugs: You wanna play a little one on one, doll? Lola Bunny: [angrily, with fire in her eyes] Doll? Bugs: [with hearts over his head] Uh huh. Lola Bunny: On the court, *Bugs*. Bugs: Sure. Tweety Bird: Ooo, she's hot. [Tweety touches his rear and steam appears with a hissing sound] Lola Bunny: [starts dribbling] Ready? Bugs: Yes. [Lola gets past Bugs] Bugs: I got it, I got it! [Lola spins around him, he winds up into a knot and she makes a basket] Michael Jordan: The girl's got skills. Bugs: [Lola comes over to him seductively] Yes? Lola Bunny: Don't ever call me "doll". [Lola blows her ears out of her face] Bugs: Check. Lola Bunny: [as she is leaving] Nice playin' with ya. Michael Jordan: Very smooth. Bugs: Ahh, she's obviously nuts about me. Michael Jordan: Obviously.

Ahem. You want to play a little one-on-one, doll? - "Doll"? - Uh-huh. - On the court, Bugs. - Sure. Ooh. She's hot. There she goes. - Ready? - Yes. I got it. I got it. That girl's got some skills. Yes? Don't ever call me "doll."