Baby Butch: [lands in a pile of pots and pans after Porky throws him off his finger] Of course you know, this means war!
[Puts a cigar in his mouth and impersonates Winston Churchill]
Baby Butch: We will fight until Hitler and his Nazi gangsters suffer disastrous, overwhelming and complete defeat!

Porky Pig: And w-w-what's your name?
Baby Butch: Butch.
Porky Pig: B-B-B-Butch? He-he-he-he.
Baby Butch: Not B-B-B-B-B-B-Butch - He-he-he-he. Just plain Butch!

Woman: What's the matter? Didn't you use the book?
Porky Pig: Yeah, b-b-b-but it didn't work.
Woman: Maybe you didn't use it right.
[spanks Butch with book]
Woman: It always works for me.

Woman: You wanna help the United Nations, don't ya? You want those ships and planes roll off the assembly line, don't ya? You want those Nazis and Japs bombed off the earth, don't ya?
Porky Pig: I h-hate Hitl-Hitl-Shicklegruber and Toj-Toj...
Woman: Then mind my kid. Here, this might help you.
[Gives Porky a book]
Porky Pig: [Reads cover] Ch-Ch-Child Psychology.
Woman: Now I can go weld planes. We gotta have planes, you know.
[acts like a plane taking off, then flies off like one]
Porky Pig: S-Say, she's a character.