Dizzy Doctors (1937)
Moe Howard: Moe
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Quotes
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Dr. Bright : Have you ever sold anything?
Larry : Have we ever SOLD anything!
Moe : Have we ever SOLD anything!
Curly : Have we?
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Moe : [in a hospital, in a room with a microphone connected to the loudspeaker, hits the three skulls to make a musical jingle then hits Curly on the head] Hello, everybody, we just brought the moon over the mountain.
Curly : Hello, Ma. Hello, Pa. It wasn't much of a fight. I stood like that. But not for long.
[Moe hits him on the head]
Moe : Quiet. This broadcast comes to you through the courtesy of Brighto and its six delicious flavors. Chocolate, vanilla, cranberry, strawberry...
Curly : And raspberry.
[Moe slaps him]
Curly : Ouch! It's still raspberry.
[sticks his tongue out, Moe hits him on the head]
Curly : Ow!
Moe : Now keep quiet or I'll sock you again.
Larry : Are you listening. V-v-v-voo. V-v-v-voo. V-v-v...
[Moe hits him with a backhand punch in the face]
Moe : Now, don't go away, gentlemen. We'll soon be with you.
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Dr. Bright : Well boys, how did it go?
Curly : We rubbed it on a man's car, and it took the paint right off. That polish ain't no good.
Dr. Bright : Polish? You idiots, that's medicine!
Curly : Medicine?
[Curly drinks a bottle]
Curly : I feel better already!
Moe : What was wrong with you?
Curly : Nothing.
[Moe slaps Curly]
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Moe : [escaping from Dr. Arms on a gurney after realizing they ruined his car's paint job] Give it gas, boys. Give it gas.
Larry : They're gainin' on us. More speed, more speed.
Curly : I got it wide open.
Moe : Well, open it wider.
Curly : I can't. I can't find the clutch.
[sound of him getting slapped]
Curly : Ohh!
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Moe : [on a gurney and colliding with a hospital patient in a wheelchair] What's the idea of going through a boulevard stop?
Larry : Look at our fender.
Curly : Soitenly. Where's your operator's license?
Moe : Why don't you say something?
Curly : [before he can speak] That's enough.
Moe : Just as I thought, drunk driving. Give him a ticket.
Larry : One-way or round-trip?
Moe : Make it a one-way round-trip...
[conking him on the forehead]
Moe : What do you want?
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Sleeping Patient : [awoken after sleeping for 87 days] Why, you idiots, I've been trying to beat Rip Van Winkle's record. I wanna go to sleep. Put me to sleep!
Moe : Boys, put.
[Curly and Larry bonk him on the head with mallets, and Curly puts a "Quiet, do not disturb" sign on his chest]
Curly : Nighty-night.