- Mr. Magoo: [walks past a wooden statue of a Native American] No, no, no, sorry, I'm sorry, no handouts, oh, it's disgusting, all that long hair, beads, those hippies, why can't they work like everybody else?
- Mr. Magoo: [finds a coat rack with a face carved into it] There you are, Henry, don't give me that blank stare, it's Magoo, what juicy role have you landed me, huh?
- [hits the umbrella hanging on it with his cane, causing to make it look like it Is pointing to the right]
- Mr. Magoo: Where? Oh yes, yes.
- [laughs and comes across an Uncle Sam costume]
- Mr. Magoo: Old top hat, tie, and tails, I get it, one of those man about town Fred Astaire-type musicals