Ed Hatch:
Joe Skipapoulos, the ponderous pachyderm of grunt and groan, the Greek Hercules, is the next heavyweight champion of the world!
Joe Skopapoulos:
Hey, is your old man home?
Sadie Horn: Haw, last I seen o' him, he wuz goin' out possum huntin'.
Joe Skopapoulos: Ain't he liable to come in any minute?
Sadie Horn: I don't reckon. That wuz eleven years ago.
Sadie Horn: Haw, last I seen o' him, he wuz goin' out possum huntin'.
Joe Skopapoulos: Ain't he liable to come in any minute?
Sadie Horn: I don't reckon. That wuz eleven years ago.
Shiner Ward:
Listen, if you're so hard up, try talkin' to yourself.
Joe Skopapoulos: I did, but I couldn't get no answers.
Joe Skopapoulos: I did, but I couldn't get no answers.
Sadie Horn:
Say, mister! Who in the name o' Jerusalem air ye, anyway?
Joe Skopapoulos: Joe Skopapoulos.
Sadie Horn: Huh?
Joe Skopapoulos: Skopapoulos! Skopapoulos!
Sadie Horn: Wut air ye? Eyetalian?
Joe Skopapoulos: Naw, I'm of Greek accent.
Joe Skopapoulos: Joe Skopapoulos.
Sadie Horn: Huh?
Joe Skopapoulos: Skopapoulos! Skopapoulos!
Sadie Horn: Wut air ye? Eyetalian?
Joe Skopapoulos: Naw, I'm of Greek accent.