Tickle Me Quotes
Estelle Penfield: [assessing all the food Stanley is wheeling on a cart to bring to the guests Mr. & Mrs. Dabney] Stanley! For us?
Stanley Potter: Mrs. Penfield! They're for our guests, Mr. and Mrs. Dabney. They put money in this place. Naturally we cant put them on a diet.
Mrs. Dabney: Down the hatch!
Stanley Potter: Hello, Mr. Dabney, sir!
Mr. Dabney: [as Stanley starts serving the couple their 2 cornish hens] There he is! End of the line, boy. Put them right here.
Mrs. Dabney: Don't they look wonderful?
Mr. Dabney: Oh yes, indeedy!
Stanley Potter: This one's for you, Mr. Dabney.
Mr. Dabney: Why thank you. Now I can serve the rest.
Stanley Potter: Yes sir, Mr. Dabney.
Mr. Dabney: All right.! You've got to hand it to Vera. When she throws a party she doesn't fool around. [Estelle Penfield sneakily lifts Mr. Dabney's cornish hen from behind the bush with a long serving fork while his mind is occupied on the ambrosia wine]
Mr. Dabney: Now what's this? Oh, ambrosia! Pour a little wine, dear.
Mrs. Dabney: Oh yes. thank you.
Mr. Dabney: [Suddenly discovering that his chicken is missing] Hey it's gone!
Mrs. Dabney: Did you say something?
Mr. Dabney: Well, didn't the boy put a chicken on that plate, or am I going crazy?
Mrs. Dabney: Well, he certainly put a chicken on your plate, I saw it.
Mr. Dabney: I thought so. Ohhh!
Mrs. Dabney: [as Estelle makes an attempt to steal Mrs. Dabney's chick
Stanley Potter: Mrs. Penfield! They're for our guests, Mr. and Mrs. Dabney. They put money in this place. Naturally we cant put them on a diet.
Mrs. Dabney: Down the hatch!
Stanley Potter: Hello, Mr. Dabney, sir!
Mr. Dabney: [as Stanley starts serving the couple their 2 cornish hens] There he is! End of the line, boy. Put them right here.
Mrs. Dabney: Don't they look wonderful?
Mr. Dabney: Oh yes, indeedy!
Stanley Potter: This one's for you, Mr. Dabney.
Mr. Dabney: Why thank you. Now I can serve the rest.
Stanley Potter: Yes sir, Mr. Dabney.
Mr. Dabney: All right.! You've got to hand it to Vera. When she throws a party she doesn't fool around. [Estelle Penfield sneakily lifts Mr. Dabney's cornish hen from behind the bush with a long serving fork while his mind is occupied on the ambrosia wine]
Mr. Dabney: Now what's this? Oh, ambrosia! Pour a little wine, dear.
Mrs. Dabney: Oh yes. thank you.
Mr. Dabney: [Suddenly discovering that his chicken is missing] Hey it's gone!
Mrs. Dabney: Did you say something?
Mr. Dabney: Well, didn't the boy put a chicken on that plate, or am I going crazy?
Mrs. Dabney: Well, he certainly put a chicken on your plate, I saw it.
Mr. Dabney: I thought so. Ohhh!
Mrs. Dabney: [as Estelle makes an attempt to steal Mrs. Dabney's chick
Movie: Tickle Me
