- Professor Tuttle: That wasn't King Rootin-Tootin! That was his wife, Queen Hatsi-Tatsi! This is Ruten-Tuten! He was a midget!
- Dr. Crowell: That means we'll never find the missing king!
- Curly: [looks surprised, takes card out of his front pocket] How did YOU know the king was missing?
- [Moe turns his head to look]
- Curly: I... Ooh!
- [hides card before Moe can see]
- Moe: Oh, so you're the one, eh? That's how you won my thirteen cents!
- [smacks Curly]
- Moe: [looking through telescope toward Egyptian desert, but with Larry's head in the way] We're coming to a jungle. I can see the underbrush! And camels walkin' through it! No no, they're octopus!
- Larry: I don't see anything!
- Moe: [notices that he was looking at Larry's hair] You will!
- [hits Larry with the telescope]
- Dr. Crowell: Gentlemen, you're hired. We're sending you to bring back the mummy of King Rootin-Tootin, you leave immediately for Cairo.
- Curly: Say I got an uncle in Cairo, he's a chiropractor. NYUK NYUK NYUK!
- [Moe punches him in the nose]
- Museum Curator: And if you are successful, we will pay you 5000 dollars.
- Dr. Crowell: The recovery of the mummy will prove of untold value to science.
- Moe: For science!
- Larry: For science!
- Curly: For 5000 bucks!
- Moe: [what looks like the tomb of Rootin Tootin] Hey, he's the real McCoy!
- Larry: McCoy, I thought his name was Rootin Tootin.
- [Moe raises his fist at Larry]
- Curly: Hey fellas, I found it.
- Larry: Found what?
- Curly: A tisket a tasket,
- [holds up a basket]
- Curly: that green and yellow basket. NYUK NYUK NYUK NYUK!
- [Moe gives him an open hand shove in the face]
- Curly: Oh!
- [Staggers back into a well]
- Curly: WOOOOOOOOOOOAH!
- [Hits the bottom with a splash and gets Moe and Larry wet]
- Third Gang Member: [in tomb, with Curly laying on a table dressed up as King Rutin-Tutin] Hey, where are those jewels that are supposed to be buried with them?
- Gang Leader: Oh, they always wrap 'em up inside the mummy. We'll have to cut him open.
- [with thugs looking away, Curly cringes, and unzips the front of his mummy costume]
- Gang Leader: Let me have that sharp knife you have there.
- [looks at "Rutin-Tutin"]
- Gang Leader: He's burst open!
- [reaches inside Curly's costume, pulls out newspaper]
- Gang Leader: "Yanks win world series." Can you beat that?
- Curly: Yeah, and I won five bucks!
- Gang Leader: No kidding? I had the Cubs, and... WHAT?
- Curly: Oh boy, a mummy alligator, I'm going to take him home with me. Boy are you going to look good on my wall!