Ray Bolger credited as playing...
Barnaby Barnicle
- Barnaby: Not yet, boys. The odds will be better when they're sleeping. We'll wait till nightfall. Come, let us lurk!
- Barnaby: I don't mind a double-cross and I don't mind a triple-cross, but see that you execute no quadruple-cross. For this, to me, is insincerity.
- Mother Goose: Now, let's see. There's something borrowed, something blue...
- [Barnaby enters]
- Barnaby: Good day, friends.
- Sylvester J. Goose: And here's something old and ugly too.
- Gonzorgo: We don't know how to tell you this, Miss Mary. No, we don't know how to tell you this at all. We were 20 leagues at sea and it was calm as it could be, when out of the north, there came a sudden squall! He was standing at the wheel he was, Miss Mary, and across the deck, the might ocean roared, and the mizzen broke and fell and we heard the fellow yell as it bashed him down and swept him overboard!
- [sung]
- Gonzorgo: Slowly, slowly, he sank into the sea! Though we tried to save him, he sank into the sea!
- Mary Contrary: But who, sir? Who sank?
- Gonzorgo: It was Tom, ma'am. Tom sank.
- Mary Contrary: Tom sank?
- Mother Goose: Tom sank?
- Sylvester J. Goose: Who's Tom Sank?
- Barnaby: What preposterous rumor are you spreading, sailors? Go on your way, unless you have some evidence, some proof for what you say?
- Gonzorgo: Oh, yes, sir!
- Mary Contrary: What proof do you have?
- Gonzorgo: We are bringing you his personal belongings, and in his hat, we found this soggy note. Though the salty ocean spray somehow washed the words away, I'll see if I can't decipher what he wrote. "Darling Mary," he begins, or is that "dearest"? Yes, that's term he uses we agree. Now the boy goes on to tell how he hopes this finds you well. It's too bad he slowly sank into the sea.
- [sung]
- Gonzorgo: Slowly, slowly, he sank into the sea! With no life preserver, he sank into the sea!
- Mary Contrary: But this was to be our wedding day. Why would Tom be at sea?
- Barnaby: Does this letter offer some explanation? I presume he's written more?
- Gonzorgo: Oh, yes, sir! "I am poor," the letter reads, "and can't support you, and it's best I sail away to set you free. Noble lady that you are, you'd be better off by far if you were to marry wealthy Barnaby." We advice you to forget him now, Miss Mary, though our condolences to you we will extend, but we'll blame you not, my dear, if you care to shed a tear for the way he met his most untimely end.
- [sung]
- Gonzorgo: Slowly, slowly, he sank into the sea! To the very bottom, he sank into the sea!
- [Roderigo suddenly sinks in the puddle and then slowly comes back up. Gonzorgo tries to find the hole, but can't]
- Sylvester J. Goose: How about that!
- Mary Contrary: [near tears] Oh, my poor brave Tom, sacrificing his life for my welfare!
- Mother Goose: Poor Mary. Come, children, in the house.
- Sylvester J. Goose: There's something fishy about this!
- Mother Goose: Hush, Sylvester!
- Sylvester J. Goose: Well, I wouldn't trust either one of them, the fat one or the idiot!
- Barnaby: Now, I want no mistakes. I want Tom disposed of! And as for Mary's fate... you leave that to me. Come, let us pussyfoot!
- Barnaby: You are gazing at a happy man.
- Sylvester J. Goose: If he's happy, I'm a chicken!
- Mother Goose: Shh.
- Barnaby: [hits Gonzorgo and Roderigo's open hands with his cane] Not now! Tomorrow, when the swelling goes down. Be in my attic when the bank opens.
- Barnaby: Item one.
- Gonzorgo: Item one.
- Barnaby: Kidnap Tom.
- Gonzorgo: [to Roderigo who is writing down the plan] Kidnap Tom.
- [Roderigo makes a motion across his throat with a pencil]
- Gonzorgo: No, no. Just kidnap him.
- Barnaby: Item two.
- Gonzorgo: Item two.
- Barnaby: Throw him in the sea.
- Gonzorgo: [to Roderigo] Throw him in the sea.
- [Roderigo again makes a motion to about killing Tom]
- Gonzorgo: No, no, just throw him in the sea!
- Barnaby: Item three...
- Gonzorgo: Item three...
- Barnaby: Mary's sheep. Mmm. These sheep support her. Somehow, I must thwart her. She's much too independent with them, therefore, she must be without them. Steal the sheep!
- Gonzorgo: [to Roderigo] Steal the sheep!
- [Roderigo makes a repeated stabbing motion with his pencil]
- Barnaby: [grabs Roderigo around the neck using his cane] No, steal them!
- [Barnaby has planned to use the shrinking gun on Tom and he asks Gonzorgo and Roderigo to accompany him, but the now-shrunken Toymaker manages to convince them otherwise]
- Gonzorgo: Stop!
- Barnaby: I beg your pardon?
- Gonzorgo: After talking things over, we have decided not to take part in your diabolical plan. Consider us no longer in cahoots. Furthermore, we are going to expose you to everybody.
- Barnaby: [leveling the shrinking gun at his henchmen] Won't you reconsider?
- Gonzorgo: Not a chance!
- Barnaby: Gentlemen?
- Gonzorgo: Now, there's no use in talking about it! We want nothing more to do with it!