- Ellen Parker: [running towards her horse's stall] There's Lady Ellen! Hello there, girl-how are you?
- [to Peter]
- Ellen Parker: She's my pet - was named after me.
- Peter Mason: Oh, that's nice.
- Ellen Parker: Isn't she lovely? Look at her coloring!
- Peter Mason: [looking at Ellen] Lovely coloring...
- Ellen Parker: And such soulful eyes.
- Peter Mason: [still looking at Ellen] Beautiful hair...
- Ellen Parker: Hair? Are you talking about the mane?
- Peter Mason: Oh, oh, the mane! Oh, yes, I should remember the Maine.
- Joan: Come on, Poopsy, let's go.
- Col. Withering: Where are we going now, Mousy?
- Joan: Fox hunting. Right down Fifth Avenue. Tally-hoo, Poopsie!
- Sam: [singing] Oh, Jeepers Creepers, where'd you get those peepers? Jeepers Creepers, where'd you get those eyes? Oh, gosh all git-up, how'd you get so lit up? Gosh all git up, how'd it get that size? Golly gee...
- Franklin Dexter: He's very nervous. He wants to have some rest. Sometime later, perhaps.
- Maxie: Now, wait a minute, Gabby Puss, we'll give you a rest. A *permanent* one, if you don't keep out of this.
- Maxie: I am Maxie Miller. This is Droopy.
- Franklin Dexter: Droopy? One of the seven dwarfs? Oh, no-no. Of course, that was Doopey, wasn't it.
- Maxie: That's him!
- Droopy: Cut it out, fancy pants. We're here to talk business.
- Maxie: Did you ever hear of Jeepers Creepers?
- Peter Mason: Jeepers Creepers?
- Droopy: Yeah, Jeepers Creepers. Son of Washer, out of Wellington's Duke and Lady Godiva, sired by King Henry the Fourth.
- Franklin Dexter: My, very well connected, I should say.
- Peter Mason, Droopy, Maxie, Franklin Dexter: [singing] Oh, what horse was Charley, Till he got a Charley horse...
- Cora Withering: [on the phone] We're giving a cocktail party at my home and we'd *love* to have you join us.
- Peter Mason: Oh, I'm terribly sorry, Mrs. Withering, but, I'm doing a little writing, right now.
- Cora Withering: Riding? In your hotel room?
- Peter Mason: Oh, no. No, I said writing.
- Cora Withering: Yes, I know you said riding. But, you're joking, aren't you?
- Peter Mason: Oh, no. No, Mrs. Withering, I'm not joking.
- Peter Mason: [Posing as Randall] I understand he's a pretty vicious horse.
- Ellen Parker: Oh, no. He's just a little temperamental, that's all. That's because he hasn't met his master, yet. Gabe, would you give Mr. Randall some sugar?
- Gabe: Yes, ma'am.
- Peter Mason: No thanks. I never use it.
- Ellen Parker: Don't be silly! I meant it for the horse. I thought you might like to make friends.
- Col. Withering: Pull yourself together man, go get the medicine chest.
- Franklin Dexter: Medicine chest, yes.
- Col. Withering: And bandages!
- Franklin Dexter: With mustard?
- Col. Withering: Mustard? On bandages?
- Franklin Dexter: Oh, I thought you said sandwiches.
- Jack Withering: I'm glad to see ol' Jeepers Creepers has finally met his master.
- Peter Mason: Well, I wish he'd meet his maker.
- Ellen Parker: Oh, the race is practically won! These are my colors.
- Peter Mason: Black and blue. Very appropriate.
- Droopy: You guys shouldn't have fibbed to us like that. It hurt me here. Just like finding out there ain't no Santi Claus.
- Peter Mason: [hears a knock at the door] What's that?
- Franklin Dexter: Oh, I ordered coffee.
- Peter Mason: You ordered *what*?
- Franklin Dexter: Coffee.
- Peter Mason: I thought you said coffin.
- Gabe: My, my, my, but this room looks very familiar to me. Yes, sah. I just remember. Jes a year ago today, to this very minute, in this very room, on that very bed, I gave Mr. Byrd his rub down.