advertisement Stanley Laurel: [alarmed, after noticing that McCoy has signed into the hotel guest book with an "X."] He's forging my name! Oliver: Shhhh! Richard K. Muldoon: Well, this fella that looked like you had a friend - a human hippopotamus. Why, if I had that mass of blubber here right now, I'd crush him alive like this. [he crushes a handful of nuts into small pieces] Hot Shot Coleman: [on the telephone] Get me Richard K. Muldoon! Oliver: That bull wouldn't hirt a fly! Stanley Laurel: Yeah, but I'm not a fly!