Larry: We're trapped like rats.
Moe: Speak for yourself rodent!

Curly: [Curly seems to have an arrow through his stomach] I'm dead. I'm murdered. I'm killed. I'm annihilated. What will the world do without me? What will I do without myself?
[Moe has a closer look to see that's a curved-in- the-middle fake arrow that's around his waist, he pulls it off]
Curly: I'm slaughtered. I'm annihilated. I'm destroyed. I'm barbecued. I'm done for!
[to Moe]
Curly: Can you think of anything else?
Moe: No. You covered it all.
Curly: I'm not even wounded?
Moe: That's what you think.
[strikes him in the gut with the fake arrow]

Curly: This soup is a marvelous accomplishment! It's a prodigious achievement! You're gonna love it! It's putrid!

Moe: Hiya, doctor.
Dr. Walters: Hi, what have you today boys?
Moe: Tell him what we have.
Curly: Well, doc I've a terrific pain right here. Everytime I squeeze my Adam's Apple I can taste cider.