Spook Busters (1946)
Leo Gorcey: Slip Mahoney
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Terence Aloysius 'Slip' Mahoney : [opening lines] It was springtime in New York, and one of the greatest events of my career was about to transpire. The crowd was multitudinous. Even my relatives was there. As I lamped all them smilin' kissers, I was pierced with the realization that this was probably the most monumental moment in the entire spam of my life. I was stirred up with commotion, and there was a big lunk in my throat as I turned and gandered at my fellow classmate, Bobby. He, too, was likewise granulatin'. As I looked further on, my cup was runnin' over. There was Whitey the honor student, the three letter man: A, B, and C. And Chuck, who went through college by degrees: RFD, COD, SOS, and DDT. And I glimpsed to the right. Now there was a hunk of IQ.
[Sach is shown wearing a dunce hat and sitting in the corner]
Terence Aloysius 'Slip' Mahoney : The lunkhead that flunked. Dean Pettyboff, that old... bachelor of arts, was deliverin' one of his impertinently incoherent speeches.
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Terence Aloysius 'Slip' Mahoney : It may be hard to believe, but I seen it with my own optics!
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Horace Debussy 'Sach' Jones : [as Slip hangs up the phone] Who was it?
Terence Aloysius 'Slip' Mahoney : It was Louie and he's in trouble!
Horace Debussy 'Sach' Jones : What happened?
Terence Aloysius 'Slip' Mahoney : His mouse just had puppies!
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[Louie asks Slip to catch a mouse]
Terence Aloysius 'Slip' Mahoney : Uh, how wide is he?
Louie : How wide you a... What difference does that make?
Terence Aloysius 'Slip' Mahoney : It's a lot of difference. We gotta give you an accurate appraisal, don't we? We have to know the overall dimensions and also the weight. Now, how wide is he?
Louie : How wide... About one mouse wide.
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Terence Aloysius 'Slip' Mahoney : [seeing Gaby's French wife] Viva la-Viva la-Viva la French.
Horace Debussy 'Sach' Jones : Hubba-hubba-hubba-hubba-hubba.
Terence Aloysius 'Slip' Mahoney : What I just said, in French.
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Terence Aloysius 'Slip' Mahoney : Good morning. Mahony's Extoiminatin' Company Incorporated wid Associates, President Mahoney speaking. Mm-hmm. Yes, we extoiminate and also toiminate the existence of bugs, slugs, mice, lice, gnats, rats, bees and fleas. Mm-hm. Mm-hm. Quite versatile. What's that? No, I'm sorry. We can't exterminate bill collectors. It's against the fish and game laws, mm-mm-mm-mmm. Well, call again when ya get anudda nickel.
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Terence Aloysius 'Slip' Mahoney : [narrating] My flesh started to crawl, so I thought I might as well go with it.
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Terence Aloysius 'Slip' Mahoney : [narrating] If I'd've been by myself I'd've scrammed, but on account of the fellas I had to falsify my emotions.
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Horace Debussy 'Sach' Jones : Whadda ya gonna do, doc?
Dr. Coslow : Oh, nothing very much. I'm just going to remove your brain.
Horace Debussy 'Sach' Jones : Oh. Oh, oh, oh, oh, no, you don't. No, you don't.
Dr. Coslow : I only want a little piece.
Terence Aloysius 'Slip' Mahoney : How much do you think he's got?
Horace Debussy 'Sach' Jones : He's right, doc. I got none to spare.
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Terence Aloysius 'Slip' Mahoney : If I'm not bein' too perpendicular, just where HAVE you been since you varnished into the woodwork?
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[the boys get unnerved when the lights in the abandoned house go on by themselves]
Terence Aloysius 'Slip' Mahoney : When are you guys gonna develop congregations in your brain? When're you gonna grow up?
Horace Debussy 'Sach' Jones : If we stay here long enough, we won't have a chance to.
Terence Aloysius 'Slip' Mahoney : Sach, can I explain somethin' to ya? The solution to dis whole problem is so oblivious as to be defective.
Horace Debussy 'Sach' Jones : It is?
Terence Aloysius 'Slip' Mahoney : Why it coitenly is.
Horace Debussy 'Sach' Jones : How?
Terence Aloysius 'Slip' Mahoney : How? Well, uh... the real estate man who was gonna work here late tonight, so he had the juice put on. That's all.
Horace Debussy 'Sach' Jones : That's all.
Terence Aloysius 'Slip' Mahoney : I know things like this work on your mental altitude, but there's nothin' to be worried, nothin' to be afraid of. What are ya, men or mice?
Horace Debussy 'Sach' Jones : Pass the cheese.
Terence Aloysius 'Slip' Mahoney : SHADDUP! Now back to work, mouse. You men might as well go back to work too.