Mr. Bunion: Oooh. Ooow! Well! I'll have to get a move on. Huh! I wish some thing'd happen that would break--
Mr. Bunion: This awful monotony oh! I'm so tired of huh! There's a billy goat! He feels good, I'll bet.
Mr. Bunion: Yeh! Look at him! He's as spry as a kitten, ha!
Mr. Bunion: He's going to attack me. I believe. Well I'll let him rap this old valise once. For--
Mr. Bunion: Luck, yes! There he goes! I hope he hits it hard enough to put it out of business.
Mr. Bunion: He'll smash that old thing to smithereens sure pop! Look at him go for it! Yes sir! He will--
Mr. Bunion: Oooof! Wow! Zow! I can't bear to look at it good bye!!! Old Dull Care, farewell! Bingo!
Mr. Bunion: Gosh! He didn't even scratch it! Never hurt it a bit. That's tough. Oh!