Quotes
Two for the Ripsaw... or Goodbye, Mr. Chips/Farewell, My Ugly or Knots to You
The Bullwinkle Show
- Bullwinkle J. Moose: [inside a wooden box] Hey! Let me out! You can't do this to me!
- Chauncey: You know, Edward, I could swear them boxes was talking.
- Edward: Now, look, Chauncey, boxes is made of wood and nails, right?
- Chauncey: Right.
- Edward: Wood and nails cannot talk, right?
- Chauncey: Right.
- Edward: Ergo, a soap box cannot talk, right?
- Chauncey: Right.
- Edward: Okay.
- Chauncey: Okay, now explain it to him.
- [Exhausted from paddling, Natasha collapses]
- Boris Badenov: Natasha, you poor little thing. You must be tired. Here, take megaphone. It's finally my turn to paddle.
- Natasha Fatale: About time, too. Stroke!
- [Boris and Natasha's canoe immediately hit land]
- Boris Badenov: What do you know? We're here!
- Natasha Fatale: Boris, you said you'd paddle halfway!
- Boris Badenov: I did, I did. It's just your half was bigger than my half. You lucky kid.
- Bullwinkle J. Moose: What are we gonna do?
- Rocket J. Squirrel: We've just gotta think hard, Bullwinkle.
- Bullwinkle J. Moose: Oh, there must be an easier way than that.
- Natasha Fatale: Well, so let's buy boat ticket and go back home.
- Boris Badenov: BUY boat tickets and go back home? Natasha, where is your pride? Your professional integrity? We STEAL tickets and go back home.
- Narrator: But just then, Rocky spotted a theatrical newspaper that gave them a clue to the moon men's whereabouts.
- Rocket J. Squirrel: [reads paper] "Moon Men Socko in Las Wages."
- Bullwinkle J. Moose: [reads] "Loonar-ticks 20-G Click at Sands."
- Rocket J. Squirrel: What do you suppose it means in English?
- Bullwinkle J. Moose: I don't know. I'll ask.
- [to man with newspaper]
- Bullwinkle J. Moose: Uh, pardon me. What does that mean?
- Man: You kidding, Jack? One of the biggest Beale Drawers in show biz! Floored them in Philly, pulverized them in Podunk, the sen-sashe! Way out! In a word, Boffo!
- Bullwinkle J. Moose: Thanks.
- Rocket J. Squirrel: What's it mean?
- Bullwinkle J. Moose: He wouldn't tell me.
- Bullwinkle J. Moose: [on the phone] Hello, there.
- Cloyd: Bullwinkle, baby!
- Bullwinkle J. Moose: Baby? I'm six-foot-two in my stocking hoofs!
- Rocket J. Squirrel: Gee, if we just knew where there was another bush.
- Bullwinkle J. Moose: But we don't. We ain't moon men, you know.
- Rocket J. Squirrel: Bullwinkle, that's it. The moon men.
- Bullwinkle J. Moose: Where? Where?
- Rocket J. Squirrel: I mean, they know where there was another bush.
- Bullwinkle J. Moose: Hey, that's pretty smart. I wish I'd thought of that.
- Rocket J. Squirrel: You did.
- Bullwinkle J. Moose: Then how come you said it?