Grips, Grunts and Groans (1937)

Moe Howard: Moe

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• Larry : Look at Bustoff. He's out cold.

  Moe : Hey, Bustoff. Hey, Bustoff.

  [Bustoff mumbles drunkenly] 

  Moe : Pick him up, take him over to the stadium. We've gotta get him in shape. Hurry.

  [trying to drag him away, Larry and Curly accidentally pull Bustoff's pants off] 

  Moe : Hey! Take Bustoff, too.

• Moe : Listen, Bustoff you can't drink that. That's alcohol.

  Ivan Bustoff : That's not alcohol. That's just a little tequila, vodka and cognac.

  Curly : Oh, that's different go ahead.

• Larry : You look like Bustoff. You wrestle in his place.

  Curly : What, me wrestle Ironhead? I don't know how to wrestle. He'll kill me.

  Moe : So what? Tony'll kill us all. It's better for one to die than three. So we decided on you.

  Curly : A victim of soicumstance, but I'll do it.

• Moe : We're in the dough.

  [tripping and seeing the unconscious Bustoff] 

  Moe : What happened? What happened?

  Larry : Nothing. Only this pudding head dumped some dumbbells on his head.

  Moe : Dumbbells?

  Curly : When the dumbbells fell off, the locker fell on him.

  Moe : You mean you hit him with the locker, too?

  Curly : I didn't do it, the locker did.

• Moe : You got him. Pin him down, pin him down!

  Curly : [checking his shirt]  But I ain't got no pins.

  Moe : [exasperated]  Oh, he ain't got a pin.

  Larry : Get him one.

  Moe : [slapping him]  Come on, you, too?

• Larry : Three spades.

  Moe : Five hearts.

  Curly : I double.

  Larry : I re-double.

  Curly : I triple.

  Moe : You can't triple.

  Man in Railyard : [knocking on the boxcar door]  Who's in there?

  Curly : Nobody. Just us horses.

• Tony : What are you mugs doing here?

  Moe : Well, we kinda got crossed up with the...

  Tony : What do you want?

  Moe , Larry : [pointing at Curly]  He's looking for work.

• Tony : That fathead of yours is wrestling for my dough, and if he loses this bout...

  [he reiterates his threat to kill them] 

  Moe : Now, listen, boss, he'll win it, sure as life. He's a-just warming up. Look, see?

  [he flinches] 

  Curly : [being swung around in circles]  Hey, you're making me dizzy. Let go.

  Moe : Warming up.

  [smelling something] 

  Moe : Wild Hyacinth!

  [taking a female spectator's perfume bottle] 

  Moe : Oh, boy. Let me take that. If this don't win the wrestling match, I'll eat the ring.

• Tony : You're gonna stop Bustoff drinkin', you're gonna get him to the stadium tonight, sober and ready to wrestle.

  Larry : Yeah, what if he won't come?

  Tony : Kid him into it. He likes you mugs. And if you make good, I'll give you a hundred bucks.

  Moe , Larry , Curly : A hundred bucks?

  Tony : [with his hand in his coat like a gun]  Yeah, and if you don't, ya get a hundred slugs.

• Moe : What's a matter, kid, ya nervous?

  Curly : Nooo, I'm scared.