- Phineas Bogg: Bat's breath.
- [Jeffrey laughs]
- Phineas Bogg: You made me spill my guava whip. What are you laughing about? And what's the big idea Omniing us out of Hawaii? I wasn't read to leave.
- Jeffrey Jones: Our vacation was over.
- Phineas Bogg: In case you didn't notice, I was having a very intimate conversation with a girl in a grass skirt.
- Jeffrey Jones: I noticed.
- Phineas Bogg: Yeah, well you also notice how beautiful she was? How sweet? How innocent?
- Jeffrey Jones: How married?
- Phineas Bogg: Married?
- Jeffrey Jones: Married, to the tribal chieftain. She was wife number eighteen.
- Phineas Bogg: Eighteen? That doesn't seem fair. A guy with eighteen wives.
- Jeffrey Jones: He also had a couple hundred warriors who were giving you the evil eye.
- Phineas Bogg: [Bogg and Jeffrey find a wounded Robin Hood close to death] What do you think? Is he gonna make it?
- Jeffrey Jones: I'll know better when I clean the wound out. I need alcohol.
- Friar Tuck: Well, I have some ale.
- Friar Tuck: [Jeffrey begins to pour the ale on Robin Hood's wound] No!
- Jeffrey Jones: It'll kill the germs.
- Little John: Germs?
- Jeffrey Jones: They're like little creatures that cause infections. I need clean bandages. Boil some water and put the bandages in 'em.
- Friar Tuck: The water is unclean.
- Jeffrey Jones: Boiling water kills germs, too.
- Robin Hood: Do as the boy says. Ahhh.
- [Jeffrey has just poured ale on Robin Hood's wound]
- Jeffrey Jones: Gotta bring down your fever.
- Friar Tuck: These germ things must be nasty creatures.
- Little John: Hm. I don't think I've ever seen one. But if I do, I'll put an arrow right through its heart.
- Charles Lindbergh: [Jeffrey knows his history, but Lindbergh is convinced the weather will not clear up for his historic flight] Jeffrey, you and I need to learn when to give up.
- Jeffrey Jones: But we *can't* give up.
- Jeffrey Jones: [he turns to Phineas, desperate for help] Bogg, please!
- Phineas Bogg: You got nothin' to lose in checking.
- Charles Lindbergh: Lane, pull up there by that diner, would you?
- Lane: Look, Slim, you gonna disregard the weather report, your friends, your backers, and listen to a kid?
- Charles Lindbergh: [he looks to Bogg and Jeffrey once more, then answers] Yeah.