Huck: Alright king of beats, on your feet. Time to get tamed.
Lion (While walking the tight rope): Uh-oh, I think I'm getting one of my dizzy spells.
Lion: Quit cracking that whip! Ooh, you make me so nervous!
Lion (About Huck): As a lion tamer, that kid will never make it.
Huck: Watch me, you cowardly type lion!
Lion (Scared, after Huck shoots his gun in the air.): Don't shoot that gun, son. Please! I'm gun shy. Scared!
Huck (Starts laughing): Well, this lion knows now who's the boss. Lion (taking the gun from Huck's hand and pointing it at him): Cute trick, huh Shorty? Now I'm giving you till sundown to get out of town.
Lion (About Huck, the lion tamer): They keep sending boys to do a man's job. Humph.
Huck: You know, I never known what a lion tamer needed that chair for.
Lion: Give me that darn chair! (Takes the chair and lifts it over Huck's head)
Huck: Uh-oh. Now I know. (The lion hits him on the head with the chair) A lion hits a lion tamer with it.
Lion (About Huck, the lion tamer): Dog gone amateur!
Narrator (To the lion tamer, about the lion): Remember, that lion might be just as frightened as you are. (The lion roars) Although, we sincerely doubt it.