Goofy: I know you! You're a ghost.
Armand Duvalle: Mister Warriner, you are out of your continental mind.
Flo: I want to be near you. I want you to hold me. Oh! Hold me closer! Closer! Closer.
Dr. Hackenbush: If I hold you any closer, I'll be in back of you.
Lola Marcel, the Singing Nightingale: Tell me, tell me about my dear, dear Daddy! Is it true that he's dead?
Stan: Well, we hope he is, they buried him.