Donald Duck No Hunting Video 30
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00:00 ♪ Who gets stuck with all the bad luck? ♪
00:03 ♪ No one but Donald Duck! ♪
00:06 Well, well, quite a spread, eh, Donald?
00:11 Yeah, well, well.
00:13 But your old grandpappy up there on the wall didn't have it so soft.
00:18 Oh, that old boy really had to work for his vittles.
00:24 His very existence depended on tracking down the great buffalo.
00:28 [gunshot]
00:30 [gulp]
00:31 [gulp]
00:32 [gulp]
00:33 [gulp]
00:34 [gulp]
00:35 [gulp]
00:36 [gunshot]
00:52 Ah-ha! Meat on the table!
00:54 [neighing]
00:57 Boy, that sure was funny.
00:59 Yes, but that life's not for us, eh, Donald?
01:02 No, son, not for me.
01:05 Hmm. Hunting season opens tomorrow.
01:08 Hunting season?
01:10 Yahoo!
01:11 Whee!
01:12 Come on, sonny, let's get going. Time's a-wasting.
01:17 Grab your shooting iron, son. We're going hunting.
01:25 The spirit of our forefathers in us awakens an irresistible urge to hunt wild game.
01:31 [roaring]
01:33 All along the way are signs that we are approaching the happy hunting ground.
01:43 Local residents make last-minute preparations to welcome the sportsmen.
01:50 [neighing]
01:53 [chanting]
02:01 When the roads into the forest become impassable, the hunter must continue on foot.
02:08 These sportsmen are fully equipped, some with the latest scientific hunting equipment, some with experienced guides.
02:16 Deep into the untamed forest, through the uncharted wilderness, the hunter's natural instinct helps him blaze a trail.
02:24 [crash]
02:26 The man is in the forest. Let's dig out.
02:31 With camp set up, the hunter rests, for a big day lies ahead.
02:37 Two down front.
02:43 It is now H-hour, minus four. The hunt will soon begin.
02:47 What are on the minds of the men in the trenches? Are they thinking of the loved ones at home?
02:52 Down, sunlight, you fool!
02:54 Minutes seem like hours, but the stage is set. There's no turning back now.
02:59 The time, H-hour, minus three. Many months of preparation, and now it's all here.
03:05 Only a few seconds, moments. Time is eternal. Nothing to do but wait, wait.
03:13 Nine, eight, seven, six, five, four. The suspense.
03:19 What is mother doing? Three, two, one.
03:23 [trumpet]
03:25 [crash]
03:27 [music]
03:32 [whistle]
03:35 Don't shoot till you see the whites of the rides, sonny!
03:38 [music]
03:41 [crash]
03:43 [music]
03:49 Wildly, deathly, the hunter stalks the game.
03:53 Rugged terrain, the slightest noise, the snap of a twig could...
03:57 [music]
04:01 [crash]
04:03 [music]
04:06 Yahoo!
04:08 This is a deer, sonny. D-E-E...
04:12 [crash]
04:13 Run for the hills! We're under fire!
04:15 [music]
04:18 [growl]
04:20 [music]
04:22 [crash]
04:23 Sonny, that was close.
04:26 [music]
04:30 [growl]
04:32 [music]
04:33 Proud of mustard on Hill 45.
04:36 [music]
04:39 [growl]
04:41 [music]
04:43 Remember the alibi!
04:45 Hmm, you're a cute one.
04:48 [music]
04:50 [crash]
04:51 [music]
04:53 [bell ringing]
04:57 Hey, what do I do now?
04:59 Sonny? Dig out fast!
05:02 [music]
05:04 You're out of ammo on the east slope, sir.
05:07 Good, Jenkins. It'll soon be over.
05:10 It's over, chief. All under control.
05:14 [music]
05:17 The hunt is over. Drearily, the men come marching home, proud and undaunted.
05:22 But not without casualties. Not without suffering.
05:26 Hey, wait up! Wait for papi!
05:28 And not without game.