- P.O.W. Sergeant: What do we do with him now, Lieutenant?
- P.O.W. Lieutenant: Show him how to tie a sheepshank and let him go.
- Whitey: You're just doing your boy scout duty! Well, I don't need that kinda stuff! I can earn my own living! I don't need you. I don't need anybody!
- Whitey: [saying goodbye to his friends] Well, Leo,
- [shakes his hand]
- Whitey: see ya.
- Leo: See ya.
- Whitey: Hoodoo...
- [shakes his hand]
- Hoodoo Henderson: Yeah.
- [sniffles]
- Whitey: Now don't you go bawling!
- Hoodoo Henderson: Bawling? Why would I go bawling? I'm thirteen years old!
- Melody Murphy: Sellin' candy to kids, what could be more honest. You want roots? A place like this, you could grow yourself down to China.
- Hetty Cutler Seibert: John, the most terrible thing has happened to me. They've elected me President of the City Club.
- Hoodoo Henderson: We're doin' pretty good for three weeks, huh, Lem?
- Lemuel Siddons: We sure are, Hoodoo. Just about the whole troop can count up to "fo-uh".
- Hoodoo Henderson: Leo, do you think the patch is dry yet?
- Leo: Uh-uh.
- Hoodoo Henderson: Whatta we do?
- Leo: Watch I guess.
- Hetty Cutler Seibert: Young man, you are a popinjay.
- Ralph Hastings: Aunt Hetty...
- Hetty Cutler Seibert: And you are an employer of popinjays.
- Lemuel Siddons: How can I rest? Who's going to finish building the camp out at the lake? Who's gonna get the free lumber and who's gonna get the free labor? Will you two stop "Lem"ing me? Who's gonna see that everything's ready for dedication day? Who's going to coordinate all the activities and who's going to...
- Edward White, Jr.: Lem, the Troop Committee will handle all that.
- Lemuel Siddons: Oh, the Troop Committee, they'll gob everything up!
- Lemuel Siddons: Tell me. What you doing Monday night?
- Vida Downey: Well, Lem...
- Lemuel Siddons: And Tuesday night.
- Vida Downey: Lem...
- Lemuel Siddons: And...
- Vida Downey: Oh, lem!
- Whitey: [Whitey is saying goodbye to his friends] Well Leo,
- [shakes his hand]
- Whitey: see'ya.
- Leo: See'ya.
- Whitey: Hoodoo...
- [shakes his hand]
- Hoodoo Henderson: Yeah.
- [sniffles]
- Whitey: Now don't you go bawling!
- Hoodoo Henderson: Bawling? Why would I go bawling? I'm 13 years old!
- Vida Downey: That was a lovely exhibition.
- Lemuel Siddons: Now, Vida...
- Vida Downey: A one-hundred-percent domineering, "I forbid you", let's keep them in their places, male performance.
- Lemuel Siddons: Male nothing...
- Vida Downey: You're all alike, every last one of you. Puffed up, lords of the universe, egotistical know-it-alls.