- Bluto: Allow me tuh introduce myself.
- [Show his vest saying "Count Marvo, Magic King"]
- Popeye: [raising his fist] Yuh can't kiss a goil...
- Olive Oyl: Popeye!
- [Bowing]
- Olive Oyl: Meet the Count.
- Popeye: De count?
- [taking off his cap]
- Popeye: Gee, nobility, I din't know dat...
- Bluto: Perfectly alright, old man. Shake.
- Bluto: [shows Olive his penthouse's rooftop] It's small but it's homey. Now dere's my golf cawhse, my archery range, and of cawhse, my swimmin' pool.