[referring to a "half-man/half-woman" who has given Hercules an alluring look]
Roscoe: I think she likes you - but he don't.
Freaks: We accept you, one of us! Gooble Gobble!
Hercules: They're going to make you one of them, my peacock!
Roscoe: [whenever he asks only one of the two Siamese twins to stay, and the twins have to leave together] You always use that as a excu-excuse, an alib-b-b-bi.
Frieda: I was saying, tonight you must not smoke such a big cigar. Your voice was very bad at tonight's show.
Hans: Please, Frieda, don't tell me what I do. When I want a cigar, I smoke a cigar. I want no orders from a woman.
Phroso: Schlitze your a real man,s woman.
Hans: Dummkopf! What have you on your shoulders for heads? Swiss cheese?
Hans: Give me that little black bottle.
Hans: Are you laughing at me?
Cleopatra: Why no, monsieur.
Hans: Thanks, I'm glad.
Cleopatra: Why should they laugh at you?
Hans: Most big people do, they don't realize that I'm a man with the same feelings they have.
Frieda: It wasn't your fault, it was only the bottle you wanted.
Roscoe: I'm not going to have my wife laying in bed half the day with one of your hangovers.