Ollie:
Well, here's a another nice mess you've gotten me into.
Officer:
Say, Kelly, did a couple of guys come through here?
Other Officer:
Yeah, a couple just ran in there, why?
Officer:
Well, they was in the park and they had put a couple of benches together so they could have twin beds and when I asked them to move on, the little fella tips his hat and says "yes ma'am." That's what I'm sore about!
Stan:
[as Agnes the Maid] Bedrooms, let's see, there's mine and the master's and the master's and mine. That's four.
Lady Plumtree:
No no, there's the master's then yours. That's two.
Stan:
Oh, yeah. Then there's the nursery.
Lady Plumtree:
A nursery? I didn't know the colonel was married.
Stan:
Oh, he has that in case of accidents.
Ollie:
Agnes, call me a cab.
Stan:
Huh?
Ollie:
Call me a cab.
Stan:
You're a cab.
Lord Leopold Plumtree:
Tell me, Agnes, are you of any relation to the butler?
Ollie:
Oh, yes, yes, they're twins. See, one was born in Detroit, the other in Miami.
Lord Leopold Plumtree:
I don't quite understand.
Ollie:
That's all right. Neither do they.
Colonel Wilburforce Buckshot:
Just a second! I forgot my bow and arrow!
Ollie:
I beg your pardon, Lord Figtree!
Lord Leopold Plumtree:
Plumtree, my dear fellow, Plumtree. My card.复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
