[crossing the desert]
Popeye: I wish there was a boardwalk on this beach. If I had some bread I'd make a sandwich if I had a which...
Abu Hassan: [toying around] Look, look, look, see!
[With a laugh, Abu Hassan steals Popeye's belt]
Popeye: Hey, give me back me belt, I paid a good price for that!... Okay, watch this one. Abba-dabba-dabba!
[Popeye pulls out Abu Hassan's underwear]
Popeye: Abu Hassan got them anymore!
Abu Hassan: You want to make fool from me, eh?
Popeye: Ah, nature beat me to it!
Abu Hassan: Open sesame!
Popeye: [hidden, waiting for Abu Hassan] Open what?
[a secret door opens and Abu and his thieves go in]
Popeye: [rushing up] Wait for me! Wait for me!
Abu Hassan: Close sesame!
[the door shuts just as Popeye reaches it]
Popeye: I wonder what that word was he used when he opened this door? Open sissy! Open sayso!
[the trio come across a red light in the desert]
[they rest for a minute, the light turns green and they proceed on]
Popeye: Come on, we got the green light with us, You know, I could go for an ice cold chocolate soda right now...
[Abu Hassan traps Popeye in a chandelier]
Popeye: Whoa, I'm burning the candle at both ends!
Popeye: [in a chandelier] Hey, what am I hanging around here for?
[Popeye carves an opening into Abu Hassan's hideout]
Popeye: It's a violation for not having no exit which you can go into...
Popeye: [to Abu Hassan] Hey, you gotta give back all them jewels to the people you took!
[notices a chained Wimpy]
Popeye: Oh, hello, Wimpy. How did you get in here, young fella?
[kicks a chicken over to Wimpy]
[Popeye can't stand it anymore, and pulls out a can of spinach]
Popeye: Open, says me!
[the can magically opens]
[Abu Hassan and his forty thieves ride across the desert]
Abu Hassan: [singing] You better lock up your doors today / 'cause Abu Hassan is on his way / Go in hiding, when I go riding / Just me and the 40 thieves! / Your wives and children, and money too / I'll steal them from you before I'm through / I'm out gunning, so start running / From me and the forty thieves! Abu Hassan!
Thieves: Abu Hassan!
Abu Hassan: My game's the toughest / But I'm the roughest / and that's how I'm / Abu Hassan!
Thieves: Abu Hassan!
Abu Hassan: You've got to hand it, to this bad bandit / Cause I'm a terrible guy!
Thieves: Abu Hassan! Abu Hassan!
[flying a seaplane]
Popeye: Sealing: zero! Visikibility: zero!
Popeye: [looking at the foreign menu] Hey, what is this, double billing? I didn't send out any laundry. I can read reading, but I can't read writing. This writing is wrote rotten, if you happen to ask me...
Popeye: [to the waiter] Hey, this Chinese is Greek to me! Haven't you got something to eat?
[the waiter folds the menu into an English-reading version]
Popeye: Oh, that's better. Bring me some dessert without any sand in it, and some sandwiches there...
[riding to the citadel]
Abu Hassan: [singing] Abu Hassan!
Thieves: Abu Hassan!
Abu Hassan: When things get quiet, I start a riot / As I go by / Abu Hassan!
Thieves' Horses: [snorting] Abu Hassan!
Abu Hassan: And you'll discover, and run for cover / That I'm a terrible guy!
Abu Hassan: Giddup horsy!
[charges at Popeye]
Popeye: [fists up] Come on!
Abu Hassan: Hat!
[steals Popeye's hat as he passes by him]
Popeye: [disoriented] There must be a gale wind blowing through here someplace...
Abu Hassan: Shirt!
[passes by Popeye again, and takes his shirt off him]
Popeye: Shirt?... SHIRT! Hey, gimme back me shirt! What's the big idea? Stop, in the name of the Coast Guard!
[grabs Abu Hassan, pulls him off his horse and gets back his hat and shirt]
Abu Hassan: Oh, you little tough, eh?
Popeye: [flattered] I make a pretty good model, huh? Take me home for a dollar ninety-eight, for half the price. How good is that?
[making a getaway]
Abu Hassan: [singing] Abu Hassan! Abu Hassan! Now make no error / I'm all the terror / of every village and town!
Popeye: [mounts a camel] Taxi! Taxi! Follow that Abracadabra Hassan guy over there! Come on, get going!
[the camel rises and begins a languid walk]
Popeye: You're way ahead of them! Attaboy! Show 'em your heels!... What's the matter with you, you sick or something?
[looks at the camel's feet]
Popeye: Hey, you got four flats! No wonder you can't run! Come on, there, camel cakes, step on it! Let's get going!
[pumping a camel full of water]
Popeye: Boy, you eat up an awful lot of gas for only a two-cylinder!
Popeye: Come on, the whole forty of you, I'll take you on one at a time!
[Popeye is thrown down a well]
Popeye: Hey, what is this, a wishing well or something? I wish I was out of this place, that's what I wish...
[a shark appears and makes several leaps to bite Popeye]
Popeye: Whoa! It's just a little flounder... Whoa! It's just a little snapper... Whoa! Hey, if you love me, I'll bite your teeth out! Whoa!... Oh, yeah?
[sees the forty thieves laughing at him from above]
Popeye: Oh, boy, somebody's gonna be sorry for this!
[claps the shark's jaws shut]
Popeye: That'll hold you for a while!
[the forty thieves attack in fives]
Popeye: [delivering punches] Five, ten, fifteen, twenty, twenty-five, thirty, thirty-five, forty!
[Ten of Hassan's best thieves form a phalanx]
Popeye: Oh, yeah?
[turns into a bowling ball and knocks down the ten guards]
Popeye: How does that strike you?
[Popeye, Olive and Wimpy return all the stolen goods to the citadel, in a carriage driven by Abu Hassan and his forty thieves]
Popeye: I may be a shorty, but I licked the forty / I'm Popeye the Sailor Man!
Popeye: [points at a police station] I'll ask in there for bandits...
[then points to a cafe]
Popeye: ...but first we'll go in there for a cup of cafe.
Popeye: [hiding in Abu Hassan's clothes] Here I am! Over here! Peekaboo! I see you!
[punches Hassan repeatedly]
[Popeye is on patrol at a Coast Guard Station, with Olive and Wimpy keeping him company]
Olive Oyl: Popeye, come here, I've got a surprise!
Popeye: [jolted] Left guard, right, front and center!
[Olive kisses him again]
Popeye: [jolted] As you were, attention, right side up!
Olive Oyl: Oooh, if you aren't just too-too...!
Radio: Attention everybody! Alarm! Abu Hassan the bandit has escaped, last seen headed thataway!
Radio: [a finger popping out] Thataway!
[steals Wimpy's hamburger]
Popeye: Whoa! Man the arms!
[starts a seaplane]
[the seaplane's engine coughs and splutters]
Popeye: Maybe I should trade this in...
[the seaplane breaks down in mid-air]
Popeye: Something is definitely wrong... I'm right, that's wrong!
Wimpy: Popeye, Olive Oyl has collapsed completely!
Popeye: Whoa! Come on, keep your back up tight, Olive!
[makes Olive walk on fours like a camel]
[the forty thieves attack in twos]
Popeye: [delivering punches] Two, four, six, eight, ten, twelve, fourteen, sixteen, eighteen, twenty, twenty-two, twenty-four, twenty-six, twenty-eight, thirty, thirty-two, thirty-four, thirty-six, thirty-eight, forty!
[Popeye and Wimpy leave in a seaplane to capture Abu Hassan]
Olive Oyl: You're taking me! You're taking me! Wait for me!
[grabs the seaplane by its tail as it takes off, Wimpy helps her inside]
Popeye: This ain't nothing for women! We're out hunting bandits!
[searching for Abu Hassan in a seaplane]
Popeye: Maybe we better try across the strait...
[in the desert, Wimpy sees a table laden with... ]
[rushes forwards, but it disappears]
Wimpy: Oh, what a disappointment.
Popeye: Oh, Wimpy... would you care to join us, young fella? You know, that's just one of them invisible garages that you can't see on the desert, that's all.
Popeye: Come on Olive, we got to save women and children from bandits! I'll get you out of this desert someway!
[ties the trio's hands and legs together to form a human tank tread, and gets it running]
Popeye: I tank she's home now!
[arriving in town]
Popeye: [seeing a water pump] Water! Oh boy! Come on, I'll revise yez!
[at a cafe]
Popeye: [bangs the table] SERVICE!
Olive Oyl: Yeah, that's what we want, service!
Popeye: [bangs the table] SERVICE!
[looking at a waiter with a large turban]
Popeye: Honeywax, huh?
[Wimpy is unknowingly robbed of sausages, twice]
Wimpy: What, another illusion? I can't understand it...
Olive Oyl: [emerging from a vase] Oh, I think I'll get out of here now...
[sees bandits approaching]
Olive Oyl: Ooh, I'd better stay!
[climbs back in]
[carried off by Abu Hassan's bandits]
Olive Oyl: Popeye, they're taking me away, because they like me! They like me, they're taking me away and I don't like it...!
[a bandit shoves a boot on Olive's head to shut her up]
[repeated line used by each thief]
Thief: [hands garments to Olive] Washy!
[in a fight, Popeye is knocked into Olive's washing tub]
Olive Oyl: Oh, this washing is getting heavier and heavier then I ca...
[hangs Popeye on the line then realizes it's him]
Olive Oyl: OH! POPEYE!
Olive Oyl: My darling, my sweetheart!