Pappyism: Don't play with strangers. The friends you have are dangerous enough.
Murdock: (to Emerson) Sleep is for the laggard, as you well know.
Starrett: (to Murdock about the robbers) Lookin' for 'em now would be like lookin' for black ink in the belly of a cow.
Bart: I'm gonna have to do without breakfast.
Blacksmith: It's good for the waist.
Bart: You oughta be a fiction writer, Wooster. You'd sell next to nothing.
Wooster: (to Bart) You pull a wing ding on us and you won't live long enough to know what hit you.
Emerson: I'm not cut out for banking.
Bart: A worthy appraisal.
Clover: (to Bart) You have the heart of a tarantula.
Bart: I'm in a bit of a hurry.
Clover: You mean in a bit of trouble, don't you?