Oliver:
[stuck on the roof in the middle of a rain storm]
We'll slide down the drain pipe, put our clothes on in the garage and go to a hotel.
Stan:
You can do what you like but I'm going home.
Oliver:
What are you gonna tell Betty?
Stan:
I'm gonna tell her everything.
Oliver:
So you're turning yellow.
Stan:
Huh?
Oliver:
You're yellow.
Stan:
[looks himself over and sees nothing to indicate a different color]
Must be the lightning.
Oliver:
You little double-crosser. If you go downstairs and spill the beans, I'll tell Betty that I caught you smoking a cigarette.
Stan:
All right, go ahead and tell her. What do you think... Would you tell her that?
Oliver:
I certainly would.
Stan:
[nervous]
Would ya?
Oliver:
I would.
Stan:
[after a pause]
You know what we'll do?
Oliver:
What?
Stan:
We'll climb down the garage, and we'll change our clothes in the drain pipe, then we'll go to a hotel and we'll be just as comfortable as two peas in a 'PAW-DUH.'
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