- Moe: [Curly Joe's sweeping a hole in the dirt] What do you think you're doing, ya lame brain?
- Curly-Joe: Just sweeping off the sidewalk.
- Moe: There *isn't* any sidewalk, you numbskull!
- Curly-Joe: There isn't? Whew, that's a relief.
- [Moe grabs the broom and hits Curly Joe in the nose with it]
- Curly-Joe: Now I know how Pinocchio felt.
- Moe: You don't know anything about cars.
- Curly-Joe: What do you mean I don't know anything about cars? You mean I know everything about cars. I know this, if the carberator doesn't carb and the differentiator is different, and the distributor's cap doesn't distribute, and the crankcase gets cranky, that car will not run.
- Curly-Joe: [a head bust of Napolean blows dirt in Curly Joe's face] Now Nappy, was that nice? And you used to be one of my favorite generals! You're going to get in trouble for that, buddy boy.
- Moe: Boy it's not easy to get a diploma for dentistry. Three whole weeks I have to study! By mail!
- Larry: Wait a minute, and that's just a license to practice dentistry!
- Moe: Oh I'll get my practice alright. Curly-Joe, you be my nurse.
- Curly-Joe: And a very pretty one, too...
- Moe: And YOU be my patient.
- Larry: No way. You're not gonna practice on me, Moe. Absolutely, positively, *NO!*
- [Re-enters with Curly-Joe dressed as a woman pushing him into the dentist office]
- Larry: Can't we talk this over?
- Moe: [Moe is practicing dentistry on Larry] Cotton! Cotton!
- [Moe and Curly start forcing cotton into Larry's mouth]
- Larry: Mmph! Mmmm!
- Curly-Joe: Oh you can get more than that in.
- [Continues stuffing Larry's mouth with cotton]
- Moe: Nurse, please, administer anesthetic.
- [Curly hits Larry with a mallet, knocking him out]