- Wimper: [about the gems] A million dollars for something that don't move, got no smell, and you can't even eat it! Oh, wow!
- Larry: Now to have Dotty check out these fingerprints D.D. lifted off the key.
- D.D.: The boys'll be there and back in no time. Right, fellas?
- Wimper: We're bloodhounds, not carrier pigeons.
- Woofer: Ruff! You said it, Wimper-boy.
- Wimper: I got a good mind to turn him down.
- Woofer: Yeah, me too.
- Wimper: What can he do to us?
- Woofer: Nothing!
- Wimper: Right.
- Woofer: Okay, that's it. We don't go.
- Wimper: You said it, good buddy.
- D.D.: Okay, who gets the doggy cookie for carrying the message to Dotty?
- [Wimper sits up and begs, D.D. gives him the doggy cookie]
- D.D.: Good boy, Wimper. Catch.
- [throws Wimper the hollow bone]
- D.D.: Now take off, both of you.
- [the dogs walk off]
- Woofer: [grumbles while following Wimper] Double-crossing rabbit chaser!