Mr. Bunion: Well, I suppose I've got to go, it's getting late, I must get out and hustle! Hustle! Hustle! That's what I've got to do.
Mr. Bunion: Huh! Where's my valise? It was here a minute ago! Where did it go so quick?
Mr. Bunion: Did anybody come in here and take my valise? Who knows where my valise went to?
[out of panel] Your valise? No! Gracious! no. I do not!
Mrs. Bunion: Can't you find your valise? Mercy!
Mr. Bunion: Don't get excited!!!! Don't got all to pieces about it!
Woman #1: Why I saw it a moment ago, yes, right there!
Mrs. Bunion: Pshaw! We must find it at once!
Woman #1: I don't see where it could go! Um!!
Mr. Bunion: Now. here! If it's gone it's gone! Don't worry about it! Never mind
Woman #2: Was it a heavy one? Mrs. Bunion: yes, yes, yes. A big black one, you know the one.
Woman #1: Had Dull Care on it! A great big heavy one!!!
Mr. Bunion: Aw! Let it go! I don't care! Naw!
Mr. Bunion: Here! here! Let it go, what if it has gone? Come back!
Woman #1: No! No! Well! Find it!
Woman #2: I think it is out yonder missus!
Woman #1: I'm so glad!
Mr. Bunion: All this trouble about nothing.
Woman #2: Heh 'tis hen's yo volise, suh!
Man: Thot I'd brush it off fo yoh, Mistah Bunion! Looked so kine of dusty!