- [the new owner has shipped dozens of equipment crates to the ranch]
- Frog Millhouse: Well, I'll be hung for a horse thief. Soil testin' equipment. Encyclopedias. VTC and chemicals and poison. Well, who in blazes sent all this junk out here?
- Gene Autry: That's easy, our lady boss. She's goin' to an agricultural college and takin' animal husbandry.
- Frog Millhouse: Husbandry, huh? Well, it do beat all what a woman will do to get married.
- [Frog reads a letter of instruction from the ranch's new owner]
- Frog Millhouse: "While I'm not criticizing your management... " - she better not, you sent her more money than she ever got before... - "I feel confident that the application of modern sci-sci-sci... "
- Gene Autry: "Scientific."
- Frog Millhouse: Yeah. "... methods will make a marked difference in profits." Yeah, we'll probably be broke in a year.
- [after an awkward silence, Sylvia tries start a conversion with Autry's ranch hands]
- Sylvia Parker: Watch me break down their resistance. Well, pards, I reckon you hombres are figgerin' on a rip-snortin' bang-up shindig tonight.
- Cowhand: What did she say?
- Autry Musician/Cowhand: Hombres. A colloquialism indigenous to the southwest. Derived from the Latin, "Homo."