Threefinger: Okay, Babyface, open the valise!
Boris: Look, let's split the swag right down the middle, huh? Even-steven, 80/20.
Narrator: But when Boris opened the satchel, the thugs seemed disappointed in the contents.
Spike: You can have my share, Babyface.
Boris: I can?
Spike: Sure. What's one sock more or less?
Boris: A sock?
Narrator: Sure enough, all there was inside the valise were three pairs of socks.
Boris: Some no-good no-good has switched suitcases on me!
Threefinger: But who?
Boris: Who else? Them!
Threefinger: Them who?
Boris: Those them who...(notices Rocky and Bullwinkle gone)...who-who-oh, boy! They're gone!