Mr. Bunion: Well, I might be a coward, but I'm going to drink this cynide(sic), and finish myself. No man living, suffers like I do. I've tried everything on earth to better my condition. I would willingly trade places with anyone who--
Mr. Bunion: For gracious sakes alive! What are you, who are you, and what do you want?
Man [Cheetah on back labeled CURSE]: Did I hear you say you would trade places with anyone?
Mr. Bunion: [SILENCE]
Man: Did I? Tell me! Don't oh please don't disappoint me. Did I hear you say trade?
Mr. Bunion: Aw, here! my poor man, don't carry on so. Let me talk to you, sir.
Man: Just as I expected. Just as I thought. Someone's always bluffing. I did think for a minute I could swap with you, but, not its always no! No! NO!
Mr. Bunion: Isn't there something you can do? Are you powerless? Can't you shake that thing off. Get rid of it or---
Curse: Come You! Come! We must go on.
Man: Yes! Trade with someone! Won't you trade me just a little while? Oh--
Mr. Bunion: No1 No! No! I couldn't think of it! I will do anything for you but trade--
Man: You said you would. You said.
Curse: Come here to me! You hear?
Mr. Bunion: That is pitiful. That is awful. Poor, poor man.
Curse: Ar you going to come with me? Eh!!!
Mr. Bunion: Oh! Let me fly away from here with my precious valise. Before I really do lost it. Oh! [60000000 Miles to Easyville]