Lottie : Oliver. Oliver : What Sugar? Lottie : Oliver, I want you to be big. Bigger than you've ever been before. Are you telling me the truth? Oliver : What do you mean am I telling you the truth?

Lottie : Well then how did you get here? Oliver : Why, eh... Stan : Oh, we ship-hiked! Oliver : That's right! We - ship-hiked! Lottie : Ship-hiked? Oliver : Yes! We thumbed our way. Lottie : What do you mean? Thumbed your way? Oliver : Well, Stan and I'd be swimming along, we'd see a boat coming our way, we'd go like that [thumbs up]  Oliver : and they'd pick us up. Wouldn't they Stanley? Stan : Yeah. Of course, that's if they were going our way, mind you. Oliver : Oh, why, certainly.

Lottie : Tell us all about it! Betty : Please do. Oliver : All right. All right. We were sailing along in clear weather when all of the sudden a terrible storm came up! Didn't it Stanley? Stan : Yeah, and then we floundered in the typhoid. Oliver : Not typhoid. He means typhoon, Sugar. Then the ship started to shake and we both dived overboard! Didn't we Stanley? Stan : Yeah, just as the boat was going down for the third time. Oliver : And here we are.

Lottie : That wax eater of yours is no different from the rest! He had just as much to do with this as my Oliver did! Betty : Oh, I admit he lied. But, there's one thing I do know. When he gets back home and I ask him, he'll confess and tell me everything! [Lottie laughs]  Betty : That's more than that blimp of yours will do!

Lottie : [Referring to Oliver]  Just wait till you get back home, you inflated tadpole!

Lottie : You're not going. Oliver : What do you mean I'm not going? Lottie : Just that! You're not going to the convention. You're going to the mountains with me! Stan : But, he can't go to the mountains. You see, he took an oath. And the Exhausted Ruler said that... Lottie : Now, listen dodo, you keep out of this! Oliver : Wait a minute, Sugar. There's no use getting excited. You're making a mountain out of a mole hill. Stan : Certainly, life isn't short enough. Lottie : Are you going? Stan : Eh? Lottie : I said, are you going? Oliver : Yes, Sugar - eh, Mrs. Hardy. Lottie : Who said so? Stan : Him. [points to Oliver] 

Oliver : Well, what's new Sugar? Lottie : Oh, nothing much. What's new with you? Oliver : Oh, nothing to speak of. Stan : Yes there is. You didn't tell her about going to the convention. Lottie : What convention? Oliver : That's right. [Gritting his teeth to Stan]  Oliver : I'm glad you reminded me.

Lottie : [Standing and yelling at the screen as she sees Ollie in the newsreel]  You wait till you get home, you big overstuffed... Theater Patron : Hey, sit down! Lottie : You shut up... come on, Betty

Lottie : [Sarcastically]  So Stanley wouldn't *dare* lie to *you*... Betty : Well, he never has before.

Lottie : [after the boys have rung the bell one time too many]  What d'ya think this is? Halloween? [to Ollie]  Lottie : Come in, you bad boy!

Oliver : That settles it! I'm not goin' to Honolulu! Lottie : [angrily]  Oh, yes, you ARE going to Honolulu if you have to go alone! Oliver : If I have to go to Honolulu alone, [points to Stan]  Oliver : he's going with me!

Lottie : I haven't heard from you since you sang in the choir. Charley Chase : And you used to pump the organ, remember? You little old organ pumper, you!

[on the telephone]  Lottie : Charley tells me you're from Los Angeles. What part? Oliver : All of me.

Lottie : I'll show you, you Son of the Desert! Go to a convention, will ya? HAH! Hah!

Lottie : Have you anything else to say? Oliver : Why no. That's all there is. There isn't anymore. Is there Stanley? Stan : No, that's our story and we're stuck with it. In it.