Tricky Dicks (1953)
Larry: You know my sister was engaged with a wooden-legged guy.
Sgt. Moe: Yeah?
Larry: She broke it off.
Sgt. Moe: The engagement?
Larry: No, the leg.
[Shemp is banging his head on the desk as part as his 'thinking' method]
Shemp: I've got it! A terrific headache.
Shemp: Release that guy who stole eleven bottles of whiskey. I know he's guilty, but the DA said we can't make a case out of eleven bottles.
Sgt. Moe: [answering his phone] Hello! Yeah! Detective bureau, Sergeant Moe speaking. Oh, wait a minute, Clancy. Go ahead. You say there's a dead horse on Ticonderoga Street? How do you spell "Ticonderoga"? Oh, you don't know, either. Well, drag him over to First Street.
Sgt. Moe: I have to think of everything.
[accidentally bonking Moe on the head while aiming for a monkey on his desk]
Shemp: Oh, Moe. Moe. I meant to hit the other monkey.
Shemp: The body of your friend Slug McGurk was found wrapped up in newspapers. Now, I know you can't believe everything you see in the newspapers...
Sgt. Moe: [answers phone] Detective Bureau! Yes, this is Sergeant Moe!
Sgt. Moe: Oh, hello, dear. Why, of course, dear. Oh, sure, you've got nothin' to worry about. Goodbye, sweetheart.
[hangs up phone]
Sgt. Moe: That was the mayor.
Sgt. Moe: I have to do everything around here!