- Popeye: Whew! Boy, if I doan get outta dis hot specific ocean soon, I'll look like poached Popeye on a raft.
- Joe: Ah, tha''s a man to my taste...
- [looking at Popeye as a steak]
- Joe: and I think e'll agwee with me.
- Joe: [appears in front of Popeye] Welcome to Joe's always inn. Er, I'm Joe, of coozse.
- Popeye: Hiya, Joe, what do yuh know?
- [chuckles]
- Popeye: I wants me a room wit' meals.
- Joe: Er... meals? Er, I'll be appy to sa've ya.
- Popeye: Oh, thank yuh.
- Joe: Fwont!
- [rings a bell and two bellboys lift the raft]
- Joe: Uh, a', take good ca' of this coztoma'. e's the specialty of da ooze.
- Joe: [reading "How to Serve Your Fellow Man"] Ah, a' it is. All about da fatinin' diet tweatment.
- Joe: [grabing the kid's pants] Ain't I told you neva' to eat between meals?
- [throws him away]
- Joe: [to Popeye] And now, se', we as cooked up somethin' v'y special fo' you. You is gonna be initiated into da secwet o'da' of da midnight bath.
- two cannibals: [singing] You take da igh wib, and I'll take da low wib, and I'll get da white meat afo' ya!