Back to the Woods (1937)
Curly Howard: Curly
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Quotes
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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!
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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!
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Larry : [as Curly heads for Faith, who is more attractive than her sister Charity] What doest thou? I saw her first!
Curly : Pish-posh and tish-tosh. I'll never give up Hope. Why does not thou take Charity?
Larry : I need not charity. I'm on the WPA.
Curly : WPA?
Larry : Aye! Willing Pilgrims Association.
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Chief Rain in the Puss : Ugh! No more war. Give 5000 shekels.
Governor : But we have no more than this.
[Chief shakes a small pouchful of coins]
Chief Rain in the Puss : Mm! Good down payment. Take mortgage on balance - interest six per cent.
Pilgrim : Thank goodness! At last are we free to hunt?
Chief Rain in the Puss : No! No hunt till FOB!
Governor : FOB?
Chief Rain in the Puss : Mm. Fork over balance.
Curly : Indian givers.
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Curly : [finding Moe unconscious] Hey, Moe, say a few syllables.
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[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.