Harold Gridley:
He's gonna sing, folks. Now's the time to go out and get the popcorn.
Princess Lala:
Do you always fight over girls?
Harold Gridley:
Well, what else can we fight over? We've never had any money
[
Looking straight into the camera]
Harold Gridley:
That's for Washington!
[
a female ape has sat on Harold's lap]
George Cochran:
Oh, buster, I don't like the look in her eye!
[
the ape swings a paw at George]
Harold Gridley:
George, get a rock, a club, anything! Kill one of us!
[
Harold has been caught in a tree snare, proving the island is inhabited]
George Cochran:
I wonder what the locals are like?
Princess Lala:
I hope they're not cannibals or headhunters!
Harold Gridley:
I hope they're orange pickers, I want to get out of this tree!
George Cochran:
Oh, stop squawking, you'll fall off when you're ripe!
[
George and Princess Lala pull Harold down]
Harold Gridley:
This is the sloppiest hanging I ever attended!
[
George and Harold are surrounded by beautiful native women. Offstage voice shrieks "A-ough! Oh no!"]
George Cochran:
What's that?
Harold Gridley:
Oh, that's Errol Flynn. He can't stand it.
Harold Gridley:
[
Caught in an animal trap and suspended in the air] Get me down! My brain's rushing to my head.
[
One of the film's many cameos]
Princess Lala:
Look!
George Cochran:
The African Queen! Humphrey Bogart?
Harold Gridley:
Boy, is he lost!
George Cochran:
Hey! Hey, Bogie!
[
All three run toward Bogart]
Harold Gridley:
Hey, jungle fever! That's what we got. That was just a mirage!
George Cochran:
Oh yeah? What about this?
[
Holding up a trophy]
George Cochran:
Humphrey Bogart's Academy Award!
Harold Gridley:
An Oscar! Gimme that, you got one. Friends, this is a great occasion, me receiving this Academy Award. And I'd like to say a word...
[
roar from offstage]
George Cochran:
Run!
Harold Gridley:
That's the word!
Princess Lala:
[
showing a portrait of a woman in regal dress] She was my mother, Queen Tama of Vaatu.
George Cochran:
Hm, beautiful.
Princess Lala:
[
indicating the portrait next to it of a man in a kilt] And he was my father.
George Cochran:
Didn't anybody in the family wear the pants?
Harold Gridley:
[
whistles, indicating Lala's headdress with a golden spire] This kid's got her own antenna.
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