- Stymie: Hello, Dickie. How's your ol' stiff neck?
- Dickie: Oh, it's still stiff.
- Stymie: I heard that Doctor man say you oughta take that brace off... The Doctor man said you needed some excitement.
- Dickie: I do.
- Stymie: If you had some money, I think I could excite you.
- Dickie: How, in your car?
- Stymie: Exactly.
- Dickie: I got lotsa money.
- Stymie: Get it, brotha. The more money you got, the more excitement you gonna get. Come on!
- Dickie's Mother: [after being told by the doctor that Dickie's neck brace must be removed] You call yourself a doctor. A specialist. Huh!
- [walks away]
- Dickie's Father: Every other doctor has held the same opinion. I apologize for the wife.
- The Specialist: Oh, that's all right, old boy. I've got one at home, too.