- [after Bullwinkle leaves for Hollywood]
- Rocky's conscience: Tut, tut, Rocket J. Squirrel.
- Rocket J. Squirrel: Who are you?
- Rocky's conscience: I'm your conscience. You can't let Bullwinkle go.
- Rocket J. Squirrel: Why not?
- Rocky's conscience: Think of your friendship.
- Rocket J. Squirrel: Well...
- Rocky's conscience: Think of your years together.
- Rocket J. Squirrel: Well...
- Rocky's conscience: Think of the plot!
- Rocket J. Squirrel: Yeah, that's right. Okay, I'll do it! I'll go along to keep him out of trouble!
- Rocky's conscience: You should live so long!
- Railway Clerk: That'll be $91.60, Bullwinkle.
- Bullwinkle J. Moose: Right. Got it right here.
- [opens his mattress and pulls out money]
- Railway Clerk: By gollies, that's the biggest wallet I ever did see!
- [while attempting to steal Bullwinkle's mattress, Boris accidentally grabs Natasha instead]
- Natasha Fatale: Boris, how could you mistake me for mattress?
- Boris Badenov: Can I help it if you put on weight?
- Narrator: Now our boys are on their way to California, unaware that Bullwinkle's mattress full of money is the target of two pairs of sinister eyes belonging to... Oh, no! It isn't... Ugh, it can't be.
- Boris Badenov: Say the name.
- Narrator: [reluctantly] Boris and Natasha.
- Boris Badenov, Natasha Fatale: Ta-dah!