Esther Smith: I'm going to let John Truett kiss me tonight.
Rose Smith: Esther Smith.
Esther Smith: Well, if we're going to get married, I may as well start it.
Rose Smith: Nice girls don't let men kiss them until after they're engaged. Men don't want the bloom rubbed off.
Esther Smith: Personally, I think I have too much bloom. Maybe that's the trouble with me.
Mrs. Brown: What's the meaning of goodness if there isn't a little badness to overcome?
Bugs Bunny: You ain't got me yet, by Gum! He he he he! Ow, darn this lumbago.
Bugs Bunny: You're in for it now, Doc. It's the hot seat for you, sure.
Elmer Fudd: Which way did he go? Which way did he go?
Little Red Riding Hood: Hey, Grandma! That's an awfully big set of teeth for you... to have.
Wolf: Ah, le adorable froufrou... GET OUT.