Peg quotes from Goof Troop

Peg

I wouldn't luau with you if my hula hips depended on it!

Peg

Well, if Spoonerville has any celebrities at all, they're probably out trying to get a tan.

Here's the bill for all of my time you've taken up.

Peg

[suspiciously] Bill? What bill?

[shoves Pete out of his seat] Lady, let me tell you about your husband's sense of humor.

Peg

I know what's wrong. The only thing wrong with that rotten pineapple rind is fishing fever!

PJ

[gasps] Is that when you break out in fish hooks and your limbs scale off?

Peg

No, PJ, It's when your bait can of a father tricks you into doing his job so he can take the day off fishing!

He Tricked him for us?

Goofy

What?

PJ

Wait a minute. He wouldn't! Did he?

Peg

He could... he would... You're right, he did.

Goofy

Hmm.

Peg

Now, now, now... fishing fever is a very stubborn disease, so I'm afraid the cure will have to be... drastic.

Goofy

What?

He did? Yeah.

You are on strike with me.

PJ

On strike with Bulldozer Bob. Hold it. If he wins, Is he going to be my new father? Forever bad? On strike with Bulldozer Bob? Forever?!

Peg

Now, now, now... I got the answer, fishing fever is a very stubborn disease, Joining Bulldozer Bob is very good, Yes, indeed, so he can take care of you, but, I'm afraid the cure will have to be... drastic.

PJ

[in a surgical mask] No, no, no. Don't look now, your eyes can't take the daylights!

Pete

Hey, wait a minute. Stop! Let me go! [whimpers] I, I tell you the, the only thing wrong with me is my profit margin!

Peg

[in a surgical mask] Hmmmm! Hmmmm! Mmm-hmmm! A clear case of terminal lazy-Ola, systemic shirk-itis, and a galloping boondoggle-emia. Not a second to lose!

PJ

What's next on my Inheritance list? Hmm. I don't know what to do. Let's ask Mom. Hey, Mom, can you help me?

Peg

What is it, Son?

PJ

I really need your help to tell me what's wrong with Max.

Peg

I know what's wrong. The only thing wrong with that rotten pineapple rind is fishing fever.

PJ

[gasps] Is that when you break out in fish hooks and your limbs scale off?

Peg

No, PJ, It's when your bait can of yours tricks a father into doing his job so he can take the day off fishing.

PJ

Wait a minute. You're right.

He Tricked us?

Goofy

What? He did?

PJ

I did? I did. But I wouldn't do dare.

Peg

He could... he would... Oh. You're right, you did.

Goofy

Oh, he did. Hey, Peg! Somethin' is wrong here! He tricked my son!

Waaaah!

PJ

Listen to the Mom, Listen to the Mom.

Peg

Now, now, now... Thank you for cuing me, however, fishing fever is a very stubborn disease.

PJ

So the plan is we nab him.

Peg

Oh, That's a great idea, PJ, yes, indeed, but, I'm afraid the cure will have to be... drastic.

Peg

Oh, look! Harold Hatchback's got Miss Spoonerville for his new commercial! I guess some men love their women with mustaches!

PJ

Oh for crying out's sakes; that spud gets ALL the celebrities! What does he do? Hang out at "Nose Jobs for Less?"

Peg

Well, it sure beats your ad with Gibblet the Clown!

I just don't get it. Every time I go outside and say what a beautiful day it is something bad happens to me. Wait a minute. If I say the opposite maybe nothing bad will happen. Yeah. I'll go give it a try. What a terrible horrible no-good really bad day.

PJ

Wait a minute. He wouldn't! do that. Would he? Did he say that?

Peg

He could... he would... You're right, he did.

Bing.

PJ

What now, Mom?

Peg

Now, now, now... Going outside is very Unlucky for Max, so you don't have to worry, but I'm afraid the cure will have to be... drastic.

PJ

I think you got a point.

[stammers]

PJ

No, no, no. Don't look now, Max, your eyes can't take the daylights! Good. There it is, Mom. The tap dancing shoes all ready to tap dance.

Peg

Hmmmm! Hmmmm! Mmm-hmmm! A clear case of terminal lazy-Ola, systemic shirk-itis, and a galloping boondoggle-emia. Well done, PJ! Not a second to lose!

PJ

The tapping will cue in 4, 3, 2, 1 and 0. Oh, nice knowing you, Max.

Aah! Aaaaaaaah! Oh, god, please be mud.

PJ

It worked. What about all those trophies on the "Wall of Petes", Dad?

Pete

[sobbing] The Wall of Petes is a big pile of... horse feathers!

PJ

There. That did the trick on her. Finally. I got my seat back. Phew. The rockets will make me happier.

PJ

This better be good.

PJ

This better be good.

PJ

This better be good. Phew.

PJ

It worked! Out of the way!

PJ

Ouuuuch!

Peg

(gasps) PJ! Are you being mean to your sister?!

PJ

Yes, I should've gotten her a book.

PJ

NO! NO! Don't operate! I don't believe it. It was just a dream. I'm saved! Whew.

Peg

Now, now, now... now that you're cured, after all, what I did to them, so I'm sorry I was too drastic. And I will never ever be ashamed with you.

Pete

And I'm sorry I scared them, I would luau with you.

Peg

Well, I wouldn't luau with you if my hula hips depended on it!

All is forgotten and forgiven. Apology has been accepted. Take them away, Federal Department of Advertising Man!

Of course, buddy. Of course. I will. That's right, come on. I'll take you two away. It's no problem.