- [Goofy, Max, and P.J. are making rustling noises outside]
- Pete: How's a guy supposed to relax with that RACKET GOING ON?
- Peg Pete: Oh, chill out, Pete. It sounds like they're having fun.
- [Pistol comes inside]
- Pistol Pete: Daddy! Daddy! Daddy! Daddy! Daddy! Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!
- [jumps on Pete]
- Pistol Pete: Why don't you go and have some fun, too, huh, Daddy? Huh? Huh? Why not? Why not? Why don't you go have some fun, huh?
- [Pete smiles fiendishly]
- Pete: Well, that's a good idea, pumpkin. I'll go shut those Goofs up! That oughta be REAL fun! Ha ha ha ha ha ha!
- [Pete rapidly drives past Goofy, then returns]
- Pete: Awww, sorry, Goofster... NOT!
- [Pete drives away laughing]
- Goofy: Why, that Sunday driver. Remember, he who laughs last laughs... uh, a lot... Ah-hyuck... I always say.
- Max Goof: I never heard you say that, Pop.
- Goofy: Well, I just did, Maxie boy. Pay attention. Ah-hyuck!
- Pistol Pete: [about the sacks of garbage] Look at all the toys!
- Peg Pete: Ah-ah-ah-ah, Pistol. They're Daddy's toys, and if he doesn't pick them up, he'll be sleeping in Chainsaw's doghouse tonight.
- Goofy: [sees Pete sneaking into his yard] You gotta hand it to ol' Pete. Once he sticks his mind to something, it's stuck. Ah-hyuck!
- [the doorbell rings]
- Pete: Close your ears, my little bottle brush. Daddy's gonna yell.
- Pistol Pete: Ha ha ha! Goody!
- [Pete opens the door]
- Pete: [to the millionaire's butler] WHATEVER YOU'RE SELLING, WE DON'T WANT ANY!
- Pete: [while looking for the 24-karat gold baby booties] Now, what's that about one man's trash being another man's treasure? Ha ha, I like that one! Ha ha ha!
- [after the storm starts]
- Pete: Head for shore! Head for shore!
- Goofy: [while driving the motorboat] What'd he say?
- P.J. Pete, Max Goof: Give it more! Give it more!
- Goofy: Well, sure. We'll outrun the storm. Good thing Pete's a nautical.
- [Goofy drives the boat further out]
- Pete: Oh, you're heading out to sea, you idiot! No! No! NOOO!
- Goofy: What's he saying now?
- P.J. Pete, Max Goof: Go! Go! GOOO!
- Max Goof: We're rich! We're rich!
- P.J. Pete: Ha ha! Two happenin' rich dudes with money!
- Goofy: Yep, we got money for recycling. Ah-hyuck! And a big reward for turning in some 24-karat gold baby booties to a guy in a prissy shirt.
- Pete: Just like I told you, Peg, I'm top of the heap! Ha ha ha ha ha!
- Peg Pete: Oh, lots of money in my little trash bin! Oh, ho ho ho, good. 'Cause these bills came while you were gone. Truck rentals, trailer rentals, traffic tickets.
- Goofy: Oh, and don't forget your speedboat, Petey. Ah-hyuck! Sank like a rock! Ah-hyuck!
- [Pete falls to his knees, sobbing heavily]
- Goofy: Oh, there, there, ol' buddy. There's plenty more trash to go around.
- [a soda can falls in the street]
- Pete: Mine. Mine. Mine! MINE!
- [Pete runs off to get the can]
- Goofy: [follows Pete] We'll see about that! Ah-hyuck!
- Max Goof: Here we go again.
- P.J. Pete: Ha! Ha! Bet we out-trash you!
- Max Goof: Ah, no way, dude!
- [Max and P.J. rush off]