Mr. Bunion: Ah! A rag picker. Hum.
Mr. Bunion: I'll hustle around the block, head her off, put this old valise in a barrel somewhere and see if she'll take it with her.
Mr. Bunion: Now. Ah, here she comes. I think this is where I get rid of the old affair-- [GARBAGE]
Mr. Bunion: Ah, ha! She spies it.
Mr. Bunion: Taking a good look.
Mr. Bunion: Yes! She'll take it!
Mr. Bunion: Is she or is she not?
Mr. Bunion: Nope! Wouldn't have it. Foxy old woman.