- Filligan: Duh... My name is Filligan, and I'm gonna catch an R-A-T, mouse.
- Sniffles: How do you do, Mr. Filligan? My name's Sniffles. Why you gonna catch a mouse? Why do cats always try to catch mouses? Mouses don't try to catch a cat, because what would a mouse do with a cat if a mouse could caught a cat? Can you tell a mouse from a cat? Can you? Huh?
- Filligan: Duh... You bet I can. You can't fool me because I'm too stupid!
- Filligan: I don't think he needs the mouse knuckles, Tuffy, but he sure could use some brass knuckles.
- Artie: [on the telephone] Hello? Tuffy's Tavern, where the felines wines and dines, Artie the manager speaking, Tuffy ain't here.
- Artie: Oh, hello, Tuffy. Hey, Tuffy, where's them mouse knuckles at? I ain't seen hide nor seek of 'em.
- Artie: You ain't sending 'em? You can't get 'em? But Tuffy, Edward G. Robincat's on his way down here for a mess of the mouse knuckles and he ain't hardly the type of guy to think that we ain't got none for no answer.
- Artie: We must face it.
- [Artie sees the particular customer arriving through the swinging doors]
- Artie: Uh-oh, perish forbid.
- Artie: Look, Tuffy, I'll call you later.
- Artie: Well, as me eyes deceive me. Eddie G. Robincat in the flesh and fantas-ty.
- Edward G. Robincat: [grabs Artie by the neck] Listen, you mug, can the gab, see? Bring me them mouse knuckles, see? Yeah. Mouse knuckles, yeah. See?
- Artie: [with his neck scrunched like raised jack] I see...
- Artie: Hey, Filligan!
- Filligan: [playing with a yo-yo] Duh... hiya, Art!
- Artie: Now look, Filligan, this guy's gonna holler for mouse knuckles, of which we ain't got no mouse. So make yourself useful as well as oriental, Filligan. Chase me up a mouse...
- Filligan: Duh... okay, Art, I'll... I'll get ya a mouse or my name ain't F-I-double-L-I-G-A-N spells...
- [Filligan's yo-yo bonks him on the chin]
- Filligan: Duhh... spells... uh, duh... spells...
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