- [last lines]
- [Artemus taking a bobbypin from Janet's hair]
- Artemus Gordon: If I may, please. Thank you. Now, then... I ever tell you about the time I was locked in a hotel in New Orleans with nothing but a small field pack and a, uh bowie knife?
- [Artemus opens the lock on the cage]
- Artemus Gordon: There we are. Thank you.
- Janet Coburn: Why didn't you think of this two hours ago?
- Artemus Gordon: I did! Shall we dine, ladies?
- [Artemus takes one girl each arm and exits the tent]
- James T. West: Where are the dancing girls?
- Janet Coburn: I have a couple of dancing bears. They might enjoy waltzing with you.
- Warren Trevor: These fresh animal skins dry and shrink at a very rapid rate under the hot sun. You'll literally be squeezed to death, but not before your eyeballs pop.