Stan: Do you mind if I have another idea?
Ollie: If it's anything like the last one, yes.

Ollie: We'll all go down to Dixie. Oh, for a slice of possum and yam. Mm!
Stan: Yes sir, and some good old fish and chips. I can smell 'em.
Ollie: [disgusted] Fish and chips!

Mickey Finn: I'm Mary's legal guardian. What do you want to see her for?
Ollie: [smiling and shutting his eyes in his famous charming disarming way] Well, sir, we aren't supposed to talk about that to anyone else.
Stan: [attempting to speak in a serious, slightly self-important tone, but obviously just blabbing away carelessly] Yeah, you see, it's PRIVATE. Her father died and left her a gold mine, and we're not supposed tell it to anyone but her, right Ollie?
Ollie: [looking disgusted at Stan's stupidity] Now that he's taken you into our CONFIDENCE - -
[gives Stan an annoyed shove]
Ollie: - - you might as well know the rest!

Lola Marcel: [shows Finn the deed] Ha - *ha*!
Mickey Finn: Ho - *ho*!
Ollie: [grabs the deed] He - *he*!

Patron: Hey Finn, you're a lucky man to have a swell gal like that.
Mickey Finn: Yeah I... What are you talking about? She's the lucky one to have a swell guy like me!