- Self - Rowlf the Dog: Next month, I'm gonna be in a play.
- Self - Host: No!
- Self - Rowlf the Dog: Yeah.
- [Jimmy laughs]
- Self - Rowlf the Dog: Would you like to see the big love scene I've been rehearsing?
- Self - Host: Yeah. I don't see any reason why not.
- Self - Rowlf the Dog: OK. Here, you be the girl.
- [He bends Jimmy over]
- Self - Host: Now, hold it.
- Self - Rowlf the Dog: [to the camera] Eat your heart out, Richard Burton.
- [Nuzzling Jimmy, Rowlf tickles his chin and strokes his face with his left hand, and pats his head with his right. Jimmy giggles]
- Self - Host: Do the cotton-pickin' scene, will. you?
- Self - Rowlf the Dog: "We shall fight on the beaches. We shall fight in the streets. We shall never, never surrender."
- Self - Host: You mean that's a love scene?
- Self - Rowlf the Dog: Yeah. You're Mrs. Churchill, and I'm Winnie.