- Porky Pig: D-don't worry, D-Daffy will be here in a minute with the d-d-dou-d-d-money.
- Broken Arms Hotel Manager: Well, I hope so.
- Daffy Duck: [Bursts into the room and shoves himself into manager's face] Insulting my integrity, eh, Fatso? Insinuating I'd flee this flea-bitten dump, eh, Fatso? Intimating I'd abscond with your financial remunerations, eh, Fatso?
- [By now, Daffy has gone so far into the manager's face that it has been pushed into itself]
- Daffy Duck: Hey, look! A Dick Tracy character: Pruneface.
- [last lines]
- [Daffy and Porky are chained up in their room]
- Daffy Duck: I can't stand it. I can't stand it! It's getting me! I'm going stir crazy! Bastille batty! Cooler cuckoo! Look at my prison pallor. I'm as black as a sheet.
- Porky Pig: Gosh, if B-Bugs Bunny was only here.
- Daffy Duck: Yeah! Bugs Bunny, my hero. He can get out of any spot.
- Porky Pig: I saw him in a L-L-Leon Schlesinger cartoon once.
- Daffy Duck: The hunter had him covered...
- Porky Pig: And he g-g-grabbed the gun...
- Daffy Duck: And bang! The hunter fell. What a guy. Nothing can hold him. He'll get us out of here.
- [Daffy picks up the phone]
- Daffy Duck: Hello, Central? Give me Bugs Bunny. Hello, Bugs. This is Daffy.
- Bugs Bunny: [on phone] Eh, what's up, duck?
- Daffy Duck: That palooka manager has got us locked up in the Broken Arms Hotel. We thought you could help us get out.
- Bugs Bunny: Eh, did you try the elevator?
- Daffy Duck: Yes.
- Bugs Bunny: Throw him down the stairs?
- Daffy Duck: Yes.
- Bugs Bunny: Use the sheets?
- Daffy Duck: Yes.
- Bugs Bunny: Swing across on the ropes?
- Daffy Duck: Yes. We tried all those ways.
- [The door to the next room opens; Bugs is inside on the phone, chained to a ball as well]
- Bugs Bunny: Ah, don't work, do they?
- Broken Arms Hotel Manager: You have insult me! We meet on the field of honor!
- [Slaps Daffy with a glove, then hands him a card]
- Broken Arms Hotel Manager: My card.
- Daffy Duck: [Punches holes in card] You've had your coffee ration for this week, Robespierre.
- [Hands him the card, now a paper doll chain]
- Daffy Duck: You have insult me! We meet on the field of onion!
- [Hits manager with glove with horseshoe inside]
- Daffy Duck: My card, you cad.
- [Pastes a piece of fly paper on manager's face]
- Daffy Duck: Okay. We'll pay. We'll pay! Lemme see now, how much was it, how much?
- [the manager pulls out the bill and reads it. We just hear babbling, but the total reads $500.62]
- Daffy Duck: Sold to an American!
- [Daffy bashes the manager on the head with a mallet and runs off]
- Daffy Duck: [after the manager falls down an almost endless flight of stairs] I guess I showed that overstuffed turnip.
- Broken Arms Hotel Manager: [Appears wearing bandages] WHAT?
- Daffy Duck: Yipe.
- Porky Pig: M-m-me too. Yipe.
- [first lines]
- Porky Pig: [reading from his bill] "B-B-Broken Arms. B-bill. Room, uh, six-sixty-five dollars. Bath. Te-te-ten dollars and fifty cents. T-t-total: a hundred-and-fifty-two-dollars and fifty cents."
- Broken Arms Hotel Manager: You will, of course, pay the bill now before you leave, no?
- Porky Pig: N-no - I mean, yes! M-my partner, Daffy Duck, will be r-right back. He's out c-c-c-cashing a check.
- [Cut to Daffy playing dice with elevator operator]
- Daffy Duck: Come on, seven! Be good to Daffy! Don't fail me now!
- Elevator Gambler: Uh-oh! Snake eyes. Too bad! You is a dead duck, duck.
- [first title card]
- Title Card: Any similarity between this hotel and hotels living or dead is purely co-incidental.