[to a miserable Wile E. Coyote]
My God, young man, what am I going to do with you?! You've done nothing but screw up! You've walked off of mesas! You've been smashed by boulders! You've been run over by diesel trucks! And don't blame the equipment! The equipment is good; it's ACME equipment. You're a coyote! Be wily! [calms down] All right, now...buck up and let's see a little smile.
[Wile E. smiles, briefly and unenthusiastically]
Little bigger.
[Wile E. gives a bigger one, this time holding it]
Little bigger.
[Wile E.'s smile spreads to a disproportionate size]
Oh, that's nice. Now, just go take a shower, and don't come back till you smell better!
[Wile E., now cheered up, heads upstairs] [calling to him]
But be careful! There's some men moving a safe up there, and I don't want you to--
[A cartoonish jet-engine, followed by a "crash" sound, is heard] [pause]
And be careful of the box of fireworks, because--
[Released fireworks are heard] [pause]
I suppose I should mention the plate-glass window--
[Shattering glass is heard] [pause]
It's tough being the boss.
