Narrator: ...While Bullwinkle Moose is miles away on the tiny island of New Greenpernt talking to its king, Bushwick the Thirty-Third.
King Bushwick: The Thoidy-Thoid.
Narrator: Oh, pardon, Thoidy-Thoid.
Narrator: (about New Greenpernt) Today, everything is different. The people are poor, they don't have two cars in every garage, they don't have two chickens in every pot.
King Bushwick: We don't even have a pot!
Narrator: And our friends paddle with might and main for hours, but when dawn broke over the ocean, the island was no nearer.
Captain Peachfuzz: What do you suppose is the matter, Rocky?
Rocky: Well for one thing, you've been paddling with the wrong end of the paddle.
Rocky: Well, Captain, you lucked in again.
Captain Peachfuzz: Embarrassing, isn't it?
Captain Peachfuzz: You sneak around and get ready to cut Bullwinkle loose.
Captain Peachfuzz: I'll get a big club and charge right at 'em. In the confusion, you should be able to get away.
Rocky: Yeah, but how about you, Captain? They'll capture you, then.
Captain Peachfuzz: Oh. I haven't figured that part of it. Well, let's do it anyway.
Rocky: Gee, you're brave, Captain.
Captain Peachfuzz: Not really. I just can't think of anything else.
Rocky: Gee, I'm scared.
Captain Peachfuzz: Oh, I'll think of something, Rocky.
Rocky: That's what I'm scared of.
Junior: I only sold one cup [of Lemonade] to Butch Creases.
Aesop: Did he like?
Junior: I won't know until he gets out of the hospital.