- Ollie: Can't you GRASP the situation? You must refuse!
- Stan: But you keep asking me.
- Ollie: I'm only putting it on for the goils.
- Stan: OH!
- Ollie: [stretching the words] And we've only got FIF-TEEN CENTS.
- [Stan nods in acknowledgement, finally getting it]
- Ollie: That's right, now come on. Now, let's see...
- [points to each girl]
- Ollie: Soda, soda,
- [points to self]
- Ollie: Soda, and my dear Stan, what will you have?
- Stan: I don't want any.
- Girl: Oh, General, don't be a piker.
- Stan: Okay, I'll have a banana split.
- Ollie: Go ahead and drink your half.
- [Stanley drinks the entire soda]
- Ollie: [Ollie picks up the glass and finds it empty. He gives Stan a shameful look, making him hang his head] Do you know what you've done?
- [nods]
- Ollie: What made you do it?
- Stan: I couldn't help it.
- Ollie: Why?
- Stan: My half was on the bottom.
- [cries]