#pumpkinhead martin

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Curt Martin: I spy, with my little eye, something beginning with... "M"!

Pumpkinhead Martin: Err... Ummm...

Curt: [indicating a mug on the table] Mmmm...?

[Curt and Pumpkinhead continue to go "Mmmm" for some time, until Daffy loses patience]

Daffy: MUG!

Curt: Oh, I say, well done, pal! Your turn!

Daffy: I sthpy, with my bored little eye... sthomething beginning with "T".

Pumpkinhead: Breakfast!

Daffy: What?

Pumpkinhead: My breakfast always begins with tea. Then I have a little sausage. Then a egg with some little soldiers.

Daffy: Pumpkinhead, when I sthaid it begins with "T," I was talking about a letter.

Curt: No, it never begins with a letter! The postman don't come 'til 10:30!

Daffy Oh, I can't go on like this. Curt, take over.

Curt: All right, sir. Um... I spy, with my little eye, something beginning with "R".

Pumpkinhead: Army!

Daffy: FOR GOODNEthS SthAKE, Pumpkinhead! "Army" sthtarts with an "A"! He's talking about something with an "R"! [trills the R]

Pumpkinhead: Motorbike!

Daffy: WHAT?!

Pumpkinhead: A motorbike starts with a Rrrrr!

Daffy: Right! My turn again. What begins with "Come here" and ends with "OW"?

Pumpkinhead: I dunno.

Daffy: Come here. [punches Pumpkinhead in the face]

Pumpkinhead: OW!

Daffy: Well done.

Curt: Now I... [laughs nervously] I don't think you've quite got the hang of this game, sir. Tell you what, let's try another one. I hear, with my little ear... something beginning with "B".

Daffy: What?

Curt: Bomb.

Daffy: [surprised] I can't hear a bomb!

Curt: Listen very carefully. [the faint whistle of an incoming bomb is heard]

Daffy: Oh yes...! [there is an almighty explosion as the bomb hits them all]

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There's a drag queen here that reminds me strongly of you. You should try crossdressing.

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...im seriously confused as to why this doesn't make sense to you. Girl hostage, rob casino. Makes perfect sense.

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[Elliot Sampson finds, to his utmost horror, that his restaurant is deserted]

Elliot: Duck, where have all my beautiful paying customers gone?

Daffy: [gesturing toward Curt and Pumpkinhead Martin] Apparently, the Martin brothers just learned a new word, and one of them just sthaid it over the intercom.

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Daffy: I think we've had enough... Curt Martin: Shush up for one second. Shut your mouth. Wait. Shut your mouth. Daffy: I'm sthorry what did you sthay? Pumpkinhead Martin: You're just comin' off stupid. Daffy: Oh. I'm coming off stthupid? You're wearing tuxedos to a job that requires you to clean bathrooms! Please leave this offithce. We're done with this interview. Curt: Do we get any kind of souvenir? Daffy: Get out of my offithce!!

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Daffy: The Martin Brothers! These terrible men are famouths for their unthstoppable wrath!

Curt Martin: We're gonna smash things up good, huh? [Chuckles.]

Pumpkinhead Martin: We're gonna smash things up real good! [Laughs.]

Daffy: They're althso famouths for being about as sthmart as the sthtuff you sthcoop out of a pumpkin.

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Daffy: [referring to Curt and Pumpkinhead Martin] There's a sthucker born every minute. Two that minute.

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Daffy: You and that other dummy better sthtart getting more perthsonally involved in your work, or I'm beat the heck outa ya! Do you underthstand me? Curt Martin: You got it, Daffy. Pumpkinhead Martin: Hey, Curt... he ain't mad at me, is he?