Hercules in New York (1970)
Hercules: [Grabs forklift truck, stopping it dead] A fine chariot... but where are your horses?
Hercules: Bucks? Doe? What is all this zoological talk about male and female animals?
Hercules: [throwing an attacking robber aside] How dare you touch Hercules!
Helen Camden: Well, I... It's kind of you to be so complimentary but I must say it's the first time anyone has been quite so, so extravagant with his comparisons where I'm concerned.
Mercury: You could do great harm.
Hercules: Ahm To Oom?
Helen Camden: [noticing a poster for a "Hercules" stage show] Oh look, you're famous.
Hercules: That is not Hercules! And who is that monster who looks as if he has come straight from the kingdom of the underworld?
Helen Camden: Oh no, this is a motion picture, a play! Really, you mustn't take yourself so seriously.
Hercules: He doesn't even look like me! Look...
[takes his sweater off]
Helen Camden: What... what are you doing?
[noticing his impressive muscles]
Helen Camden: Oh wow!
Hercules: [flexing] Does he? Hahahah. Does he?
Helen Camden: I... I... I... I really wish you'd put your shirt back on. He isn't supposed to look like anyone other than the actor who plays the part.
Hercules: What is the name of that imitator? Who gave him permission to pretend to be Hercules?
Helen Camden: I think we outta go.