Back to the Woods (1937)

Moe Howard: Moe

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Quotes 

• Curly : [an imaginary horse race]  They're off!

  Larry : Who's in the quarter?

  Curly : Whopper!

  Larry : Who's in the half?

  Curly : Whopper!

  Larry : Who's in the stretch?

  Curly : Whopper!

  Larry : Who's the winner?

  Curly : Rosemont!

  Moe : Who's the winner?

  Curly : Rosemont.

  [Moe slaps him] 

• Judge : Ye are accused of doing battle with his Majesty's guards. What say ye to the charge?

  Larry : I can explain, judge. You see-eth, it was like this-eth...

  Judge : Guilty! I sentence ye to Newcape Prison for forty years! Ye to forty-five! Ye to fifty!

  Moe : Forty?

  Larry : Forty-five?

  Curly : Fifty? I got fifty. Fifty. Fifty, fifty, fifty, fifty, do I hear fifty-five, do I hear fifty five? Going once, twice, do I hear fifty-five? Who'll make it fifty-five?

  Judge : [breaks gavel]  I shall!

  Curly : Thank you. I... Woo!

  Judge : Fifty-five years for the lot of ye at hard labor!

  Prosecutor : But, your lordship, t'would cost the crown a pretty penny to feed yon wastrels for fifty-five years! Why not send them to our colonies in America to fight the redskin savage?

  Curly : Mmm, I just love corned beef and savage!

  Judge : Silence! I now sentence ye knaves to defend our colonists from the savages!

  Moe : Gadzooks! They'll scalp us alive!

  Curly : Not me! Nyuk nyuk nyuk nyuk nyuk!

• Moe : [to Faith]  All my life I have been looking for a maid like thee, Toots.

• Curly : [after the Stooges drop their balls and chains on the courtroom floor with the the NBC 3-note chimes]  Fifteen seconds before 11:00 A.M. Baloney Watch Time.

  Moe : Shut up!

• Moe : Why dost thou not lookest where thy smacketh?

• Prosecutor : Your Lordship, these rogues do lay claim to be kin to the three musketeers.

  Larry : One for all!

  Moe : All for one!

  Curly : Every man for himself!

  Judge : Silence, ye knaves!

• Moe : [Larry is unconscious]  Quick, he's fainted. Bringeth water.

  Curly : I'll be back before thou can say Ticonderoga, if thou can say Ticonderoga.

• Larry : We're trapped like rats.

  Moe : [slapping him]  You gettin' personal?

• Moe : Fire at will.

  Curly : Which one is Will?

• Moe : Why don't ye look where ye swisheth?

• [the colonists are starving from the Native American's hunting restriction] 

  Moe : Tis a chance to redeem ourselves, lads. We shall hunt anyway and feed the colonists.

  Curly : Thou hast said a mouthful.

  Moe : I shall bringeth a moose.

  Larry : And I shall bringeth an elk.

  Curly : I'll bring a couple o' Odd Fellows, nyak nyuk nyuk.