- Mrs. Laurel: Where's the ice cream?
- Stanley: They didn't have any.
- Mrs. Laurel: Why didn't you go somewhere else?
- Stanley: Well I spent the fifteen cents calling you up.
- Mrs. Hardy: That's the dumbest thing I ever heard of.
- Mrs. Laurel: You keep out of this.
- Mrs. Hardy: I won't. I won't. I won't. I won't. I won't.
- Mrs. Laurel: [to Stan] Sit down. "Spent the fifteen cents calling me up." Hmph!
- Stanley: Fanny.
- Mrs. Laurel: What?
- Stanley: Would you go to the kitchen and get the horse's radish?
- Mrs. Laurel: You go get it yourself. "Horse's radish"! Hmph!
- Mrs. Hardy: Why don't you leave him alone. You're always picking on him. Pick pick pick pick.
- Mrs. Laurel: You keep your big mouth out of this!
- Mrs. Hardy: [gasp] Did you hear what she said?
- Oliver: [gives a little nod]
- Mrs. Hardy: [crying] I haven't got a big mouth have I?
- Oliver: [shakes his head]
- Delivery boy: Does Mrs. Laurel live here?
- Mrs. Hardy: Mmm-hmm.
- Delivery boy: Will you see that she gets this cake?
- Mrs. Hardy: I certainly will.
- [takes the cake and goes to her]
- Mrs. Hardy: The man said to be sure you got this.
- Mrs. Laurel: Thank you.
- Mrs. Hardy: [slams the cake into her face]
- Stanley: Fifteen cents for the strawberry ice cream.
- Soda Jerk: We haven't any.
- [Stan looks dumbfounded for a moment, then looks at the fifteen cents in his hand and goes to use the payphone near the counter]
- Mrs. Laurel: [at the house, the phone rings] Hello? Stanley says they haven't any strawberry ice cream.
- Mrs. Hardy: Well, get tutti-fruitty.
- [playfully giggles]
- Mrs. Laurel: [to Stan] Well, get tutti-fruitty.
- [playfully giggles]
- Stanley: Give me tutti-fruitty.
- Soda Jerk: We haven't any!
- Mrs. Laurel: [phone rings] Oh, there it goes again!
- [answers it]
- Mrs. Laurel: Hello? Well, get chocolate.
- [hangs up]
- Stanley: I'll take chocolate.
- Soda Jerk: We haven't any!
- Oliver: [the phone rings again. Mrs. Laurel, having become exasperated at the prospect that her husband is calling yet again to inform her that the additional requested ice cream flavor is unavailable] I'll get it.
- [stands and answers the phone]
- Oliver: Hello? Well, get vanilla. Anything!
- [hangs up]
- Stanley: I'll take vanilla.
- Soda Jerk: We haven't any.
- Stanley: Well, what have you got?
- Soda Jerk: I told you we don't sell ice cream here. Next door.
- [points; Stan mimics his point, dumbfounded again. He shrugs as if to indicate defeat and leaves]
- Mrs. Laurel: [to Mrs. Hardy] Just because you wear the pants in your family, that's no sign you're going to wear them in mine.
- Oliver: Oh, well I wear my own pants in this family.
- Mrs. Laurel: Yes, and I wear mine.
- [Stan takes that literally and lifts her dress to see if she's wearing pants, and she slaps his hands away]
- Mrs. Hardy: [to Stan] Don't pay any attention to her. It serves us right for marrying into such a family.
- Oliver: Wait a minute. What's the matter with my family? I'll have you know that my family's just as good as your family.
- Mrs. Hardy: Oh yeah?
- Oliver: Yeah.
- Mrs. Hardy: After all our family's done for your family...
- Oliver: [slaps the table repeatedly] Let's stop this arguing and get dinner over so I can find out what the surprise is.
- [Stan spits out his drink. Mrs. Laurel glares at him while Ollie looks down sheepishly]
- Mrs. Laurel: Oh, so you told him, didn't ya?
- [looks upward. Stan follows her gaze, only for her to smash a dish on his chin]
- Mrs. Laurel: Now let that be a lesson to ya.
- Mrs. Hardy: If I wasn't a perfect lady, I'd bust you in the nose.
- Oliver: [Ollie's wife, who is also Stan's sister, implies that Ollie is to blame for some shenanigans] Why, it wasn't me. It was that dumb brother of yours.
- Mrs. Hardy: [gasps in disgust] Don't you call him dumb. Why, you've forgotten more than he'll ever know - in his little finger!
- Mrs. Laurel: You get that hussy out of here!
- Mrs. Hardy: Don't call me a hussy!
- Oliver: Sit down.
- Mrs. Hardy: I'm not a hussy, am I?
- Oliver: No.
- Mrs. Laurel: Get that dame out of my house before I go nuts!