- [from the "Dudley Do-Right of the Mounties" segment, "Faithful Dog"]
- [first lines]
- Dudley Do-Right Narrator: Huskie: a breed of dog with a sore throat.
- [from the "Dudley Do-Right of the Mounties" segment, "Faithful Dog"]
- Dudley Do-Right Narrator: Inspector Fenwick ordered his command out on the parade ground.
- Inspector Fenwick: Alright, men, count off by numbers.
- Mountie #1: One!
- Mountie #2: Two!
- Mountie #3: Three!
- [Dudley remains silent]
- Inspector Fenwick: Well, Do-Right...?
- Dudley Do-Right: Well, what, sir?
- Inspector Fenwick: Aren't you four?
- Dudley Do-Right: No, sir, I'm twenty-six.
- Inspector Fenwick: I don't want your *age*, Do-Right. You're fourth in line, therefore your number is four. Alright, chaps, let's try it again.
- Mountie #1: One!
- Mountie #2: Two!
- Mountie #3: Three!
- Dudley Do-Right: Uh, twenty-five! I won't be twenty-six 'til next week.
- [from the "Dudley Do-Right of the Mounties" segment, "Faithful Dog"]
- [Snidely Whiplash sics a vicious timber wolf on Dudley Do-Right, who thinks the wolf is a Cocker Spaniel]
- Dudley Do-Right Narrator: There was no advice in the manual for Cocker Spaniels, so Dudley was forced to take flight. Dudley could run like the wind, but unfortunately there was no wind that day, and his pace slackened considerably.
- [the wolf chases Dudley]
- Dudley Do-Right Narrator: By this time, he and the wolf had made it to downtown Montreal. There, up ahead, was a neighborhood theatre. Dudley ran inside for two reasons: he might elude the wolf, and he hadn't seen the picture.
- Natasha Fatale: How come we got a house full of rocks?
- Boris Badenov: You saw sign, Natasha. "Do Not Take Rocks." I had to steal them.
- Natasha Fatale: Had to?
- Boris Badenov: It's in my contract.
- [after accidentally causing a stone to roll downhill]
- Natasha Fatale: Boris, that stone! It will crush hundreds of people!
- Boris Badenov: Mwah ha ha ha! Well, what do you know, Natasha, it's good for something after all.
- Rocket J. Squirrel: [about the large stones] Gee, Mr. Lazy Jay, there must be a jillion of 'em.
- Lazy Jay: A jillion and eight, Rocky. I counted them last July and August.
- Rocket J. Squirrel: Boy, how can you be so lazy?
- Lazy Jay: I work at it night and day.
- [Rocky, trying to get rid of the rocks on the ranch, paints a sign that says "Warning: Do Not Take Rocks." The next day, the rocks were all gone]
- Lazy Jay: Somebody even took the sign.
- Rocket J. Squirrel: It's nice to know you can depend on people.
- Narrator: Well, when we left our story last time, a huge boulder was rolling downhill toward the town of Squaw's Ankle, Wyoming followed closely by Boris Badenov and Natasha Fatale.
- Boris Badenov: Natasha, boulder is gaining on us!
- Natasha Fatale: We couldn't stop it anyway, Boris!
- Boris Badenov: Who wants to stop it? I just want to be there when it hits!
- Natasha Fatale: Why did you steal analyzer, dahlink?
- Boris Badenov: Best reason in the world.
- Natasha Fatale: Why?
- Boris Badenov: It wasn't nailed down.