- Uncle Edgar: [gestures to gouted foot] I got a picnic of my own right here.
- [taps it with his cane]
- Mrs. Laurel: Now listen, Uncle Edgar, you're going to come with us. Here's your hat and coat. You get 'em on!
- Mrs. Laurel: [breaking up a fight between Stan and Ollie] Boys, boys, now remember, this is the Sabbath. A day of peace.
- Mrs. Hardy: Now, now, now, don't let this spoil our day. Accidents will happen. Forgive and forget.
- Oliver: [They think about it, then look at each other and start giggling] No more arguments from now on.
- Stan: No more arguments.
- Oliver: That's right.
- Stan: Isn't that silly?
- [first lines]
- Mrs. Hardy: Here's a bottle of coffee. I thought we'd better take it along.
- Mrs. Laurel: Oh, that's fine. Now, where are the olives?
- Mrs. Hardy: Down there.
- Mrs. Laurel: And the potato chips?
- Mrs. Hardy: Down there. Olives, potato chips, pickles, everything.
- Mrs. Laurel: Oh, that's fine. Aren't we going to have a grand day.