An Ache in Every Stake

Curly:
[wakes up with his head stuck in a block of ice] Moe! Defrost me!

Curly:
[runs up a long flight of stairs with a giant ice block] Where should I put it?

Mrs. Lawrence:
[the ice block has melted into a tiny cube] Well you can put that one in your pocket.

Curly:
Whoa! Hey Moe, look!

Moe:
[washing a turkey, singing] Nice little turkey, getting his bath at 7:30, and will be done by 8 o' clooock. [turkey sprays him]

Moe:
[singing] We baked you a birthday cake...

Larry:
If you get a tummy ache...

Curly:
And you moan and groan and woe...

Moe, Larry, Curly:
Don't forget we told you so! Happy birthday!

Larry:
[hands Curly a block of ice] Here.

Moe:
[hands Curly another block of ice] Here!

Curly:
Here?

Moe:
No, up there!

Curly:
Nyaaaah!