I do. Give it to me.
- Gee.
- Better let him have it, Bugs.
- Okay, doc.
- Whatever you say. Here's the spare.
- Thank you.
Aw, no! Ahh!
- Aw, poor fella. Ha, ha.
- Yeah. Ain't I a stinker?
Aah!
- My man!
Come to Lena!
Ooh!
Toons. Gets 'em every time.
- Gesund heit.
- Thank you.
Valiant.
I always knew I'd get it in Toontown.
Behind you!
- Drop it, lady.
- I just saved your life,
and you still don't trust me?
- I don't trust anybody or anything.
- Not even your own eyes?
That's the gun that killed R, K, Maroon,
And Doom pulled the trigger,
- Doom?
- I followed him to the studio.
But I was too late to stop him.
That's right, You'll never stop me!
- You're dead! You're all dead!
- Doom!
- Which way'd he go?
- Well, I don't know...
- But... He went that away.
- Let's go!
- Dumdums. Yeah.
- Come on.
Oh, no. Where's Roger?
- Roger? He chickened out on me,
back at the studio.
- No, he didn't.
I hit him on the head
with a frying pan and put him in the trunk,
so he wouldn't get hurt.
Makes perfect sense.
We're obviously not going anywhere
in my car, Let's take yours,
I got a feeling somebody already did.
From the looks of it, I'd say it was Roger,
My honey-bunny was never
very good behind the wheel.
- A better lover than a driver, huh?
- You'd better believe it, buster.
Uh-oh. It's the weasels.
- This way. We'll take Gingerbread Lane.
- No, wait.
No, no.
Gingerbread Lane's this way.
So Valiant, you call a cab, or what?
Hubba, hubba, hubba.
Allow me, madam-oiselle.
So how long have you known it was Doom?
Before poor Marvin Acme was killed,
he confided in me...
that Doom wanted to get his hands on
Toontown, and he wouldn't stop at anything.
- So he gave you the will for safekeeping?
- That's what he told me.
Except when I opened the envelope, there
was only a blank piece of paper inside.
- Huh. A joker to the end.
- So where to, already?
- My meter's runnin'.
- I have to find my darling husband,
I'm so worried about him.
- Seriously, what do you see in that guy?
- He makes me laugh.
Aah!
Whoa, I've been Dipped!
Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk.
What an unfortunate accident.
Nothing more treacherous
than a slippery road,
especially when driving
in a maniacal toon vehicle.
- Good work, Boss.
Don't just stand there.
Help them.
- Put them in my car,
- Follow me,
I think they'll enjoy attending
the ribbon cutting at the Acme factory.
Come on, you mugs,
We searched Valiant, Boss.
The will ain't on 'im.
Then frisk the woman!
I'll handle this one.
Nice booby trap.
Do they have the will, or not?
- Nah, just this stupid love letter.
- No matter,
I doubt if that will is going to show up
in the next 15 minutes, anyway.
- What happens in the next 15 minutes?
- Toontown will be legally mine,
lock, stock and barrel.
Benny, is that you?
No, it's Shirley Temple.
Ahh! Oh! Eee!
Jumpin' jeepers, what happened?
Doom grabbed your wife and Valiant
and took 'em to the Acme Factory.
The Acme Factory?
I know where that is. Get in.
Move over, Rog. You've done
enough drivin' for one night.
Duh, Toontown right on
the other side of the wall, Boss.
You see, Mr, Valiant, the
successful conclusion of this case,,,
draws the curtains on my career
as a jurist in Toontown.
I'm retiring to take a new role
in the private sector.
- That wouldn't be Cloverleaf
Industries, by any chance, eh?
- Uh-uh.
You're looking at the sole stockholder.
Benny, you go for the cops.
I'm gonna save my wife.
Be careful with that gun.
This ain't no cartoon, you know.
This is no way to make a livin'.
Wouldn't you know, locked.
Whoa!
Can you guess what this is?
Oh, my God, it's Dip!
That's right, my dear. Enough to Dip
Toontown off the face of the earth!
Vehicle of my own design,
Five thousand gallons of heated Dip...
pumped at enormous velocity
through a pressurized water cannon.
Toontown will be erased
in a matter of minutes,
I suppose you think no one's
going to