- Daffy Duck: [after getting blown up by a nitro glycerin drink he intended for Speedy] This is gettin' monotonous.
- Daffy Duck: All right, mayor, here's your mouse. Now pay me my fifteen bucks.
- Mayor Phur E. Katt: Well done, my friend! Now let's see... that was fifteen dollars a WEEK, which is, uh, 37 1/2 cents an hour, times one and a half hours equals 56 and a quarter cents.
- [drops coins into Daffy's hand]
- Mayor Phur E. Katt: That's 56 and a quarter cents. Now get off my property!
- Daffy Duck: No tip?
- Speedy Gonzales: You need some help, Señor Duck?
- Daffy Duck: [imitating Speedy] No, I don't need any help, Señor Mouse!
- Daffy Duck: [nabs Speedy] Gotcha!
- Speedy Gonzales: Buenos días, señor. Have you seen a duck disguised as one of our countrymen?
- Daffy Duck: [points gun at Speedy] Like this, mouse?
- Speedy Gonzales: Sí.
- [Speedy covers Daffy's sombrero, making him get blasted himself]
- Daffy Duck: I hate you!
- [after getting thrashed by Mayor Phur E. Katt]
- Daffy Duck: [injured, bandaged and with a crutch, slurring] I only have one thing to say. Alms, donations, charity, anything! It's a living.