Goof Troop quotes

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.

Goofy

[wondering where Pistol is] Where did that little snaper go? [sees Pistol climbing up the cotton candy machine] Pistol, get down from there! Pistol! [Pistol tries to get cotton candy from the machine but Goofy brings her down] Stay away from this thing. It's danger... [screams as he falls into the machine]

Pistol

You're right. [walks away]

[panicking while running to Goofy] Dad, Dad! What happened? Where's Pistol?

Goofy

We better go find her, Maxie, before she really gets excited!

Pete

Pistol, what are you doing? Little bitsy girls can't fly!

Pistol

[giggling] Oh, don't be silly, Daddy... I'm not flying, I'm landing!

Pete

Landing? Oh, that's different... LANDING?!?!

Peg

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

Dad, P.J. and I wanna start a band.

Goofy

What? Fruit stand? But I just made cuppety cakes!

No, no! Guitars and amps.

Goofy

Oh, sorry, Max. But we're plumb out of stamps.

No, Dad! You're not getting it! We wanna start a band!

Goofy

Oh... ah-hyuck! You wanna buy a band! Hmm, well... it's okay with me.

Oh, yeah!

Pete

Wanna bet?

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

I know. I'll look. Hello, what's this? Mail for me? Okay. Wow. Hey, what's in the note? [reading] "Everyone has made me Inheritance boy of the year." Inheritance boy of the year. [as he starts packing, Max starts to sob] Inheritance boy of the year. I've been waiting for this entire moment. And Don't Worry, Mr. G, while I'm gone, I'll have the Federal Department of Advertising Man help you. One more thing. Pete's a better fisherman than you! [laughing loudly] So long, Mr. G! [continues laughing loudly] I did it. I finally did it! I tricked Max! [continues laughing loudly and whooping happily]

PJ

Here you go.

Oh, thank you. Thank you ever so much.

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.

PJ

The radio. Perfect.

Goofy

Me and Max are gonna be numero uno!

Thank you, Pete. Bless your heart. I know it's not going to be the same without the two of them. Your dead inmate and the prison guard. Remember when your dead inmate died, he never changed. Never changed.