- Peter Hatcher: [after Mrs. A's news about the baseball game with Big A] Yahoo! This is gonna be the best news of the century!
- Farley Drexel 'Fudge' Hatcher: [mumbling sadly] But what about Uncle Feather?
- Sheila Tubman: My friend Mouse Ellis is coming here next week. She can be our maid of honor.
- Farley Drexel 'Fudge' Hatcher: [chants as he bounces on the swing] Mouse, mice, creepy-crawly lice!
- Sheila Tubman: Fudge! That's not exactly nice.
- Farley Drexel 'Fudge' Hatcher: Guess what, Pete?
- Peter Hatcher: What?
- Farley Drexel 'Fudge' Hatcher: I'm getting married tomorrow.
- Peter Hatcher: Get married? Isn't this kind of sudden?
- Farley Drexel 'Fudge' Hatcher: No.
- Peter Hatcher: Well, who's the lucky bride?
- Farley Drexel 'Fudge' Hatcher: Sheila Tubman!
- Peter Hatcher: Sheila Tubman? What? You're marrying the Queen of Cooties?
- Farley Drexel 'Fudge' Hatcher: You bet!
- [hoots and hollers triumphantly]
- Mitzi: [as she and Fudge watch the others in a food fight] Fudge-a-mania?
- Farley Drexel 'Fudge' Hatcher: Yep, I was afraid of this.
- Peter Hatcher: [groaning despairingly as he is out after he finally gets a hit at the baseball game] Oh, no! Thrown out by my grandmother! My own grandmother had thrown me out at first base! Oh, noooooooooooo!