- P.J. Pete: Those guys are dead meat! When Dad sees this, he's gonna blow a gut!
- Pistol Pete: Nah-uh... bet'cha this time it's his *spleen*!
- P.J. Pete: Quarter?
- Pistol Pete: Covered!
- Peg Pete: [gasps] Goofy?
- Goofy: Peg?
- Peg Pete: Oh! Ho hooo! I haven't seen you since high school!
- Goofy: You're still pretty as your old colored picture.
- Peg Pete: Oh, cut that out. Why didn't you... PISTOL! STAY AWAY FROM THOSE SLUGS!
- Goofy: Slugs?
- Peg Pete: Why didn't you tell me that you were... Oh ho ho! It's something that...
- [to Pistol]
- Peg Pete: I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU TO LEAVE THEM ALONE! THEY'RE SLIMY AND SCUMMY AND FILTHY AND...
- [sees Max]
- Peg Pete: Oh, and who's this?
- Goofy: Oh, uh, Peg, uh, my son, Max.
- Peg Pete: Hi, Max! Oh ho ho ho!
- Goofy: Uh, listen, uh, we sorta dinged your boat. Uh...
- Peg Pete: Oh, Pete will be so glad to see you. He won't even noticed. Ha ha ha ha!
- Goofy: Y-You sure?
- Peg Pete: [walks away with Goofy and Max while Pistol continues to play with worms] Sure, come on in.
- Goofy: Mind your feet.
- Peg Pete: We got so much to catch up on.
- [to Pistol]
- Peg Pete: AND WASH YOUR HANDS!
- [Pete flips out after seeing the damage to his boat]
- P.J. Pete: [gives Pistol a quarter] You were right. Spleen.
- Goofy: [to P.J. and Pistol] You know, kids, your dad's a prince. Kind, humble, a real crown jewel in the hard-hat of humanity.
- P.J. Pete: [to Pistol] Where'd they say they were from?
- [in the kitchen]
- Pete: [while trying to chop a turkey] But, butterlips, I had work to do tonight. Why didn't you invite them to dinner next year?
- Peg Pete: Oh, now, peach pits, I didn't invite them for dinner.
- Pete: Oh ho ho! Goody, goody.
- Peg Pete: I invited them to stay with us!
- [Pete whimpers. Goofy and the kids hear him collapse in the kitchen]
- Goofy: [sniffles] See what I mean? You pop's busting a leg to whip us up a really swell feast.
- Pistol Pete: [to P.J] Outer Mongolia?
- Pete: [about Max] P.J.! Now don't get too friendly with that kid, see? He's crawlin' with Goof germs. Why, you catch one of them and you'll wind up just like them. The ears, the nose, the "hyucks", the worst! Why, I've seen it happen and it ain't pretty! Now protect yourself, see?
- [Max is fascinated by P.J.'s model tank]
- Max Goof: Still sealed in the box?
- P.J. Pete: Mm-hmm. Dad says street dirt will get in the gears.
- Max Goof: What's wrong with sidewalk?
- P.J. Pete: Too many leaves.
- Max Goof: The garage?
- P.J. Pete: Car grease.
- Max Goof: Kitchen?
- P.J. Pete: Crumbs.
- Max Goof: YOUR ROOM?
- P.J. Pete: Carpet lint.
- Max Goof: Well, did he nix the walls and ceiling?
- P.J. Pete: Um... no.
- Max Goof: [grabs a pair of plunger darts] Then I got an idea.
- [after bringing Goofy's belongings to his new home, Pete carries Goofy, Max, and Waffles out of his house and into their new home, then rushes home to hyperventilate]
- Pete: Wait a minute. What am I flipping out for? I did it! I got them out of MY house and first thing in the morning, I'll get them out of THEIR house!