General Electric Theater

Major Whitby:
[Polly and Feathertop are dancing a minuet to ghostly music which only they can hear] How can one dance without music?

Mr. Bell:
'Tis the latest fashion from Paris, obviously.

Judge Gookin:
My lord!

Feathertop:
[pointing to the mirror, which reflects not a man, but a scarecrow with a pumpkinhead] Your lord? Your lord?

[Smashes the glass with a candlestick]

Feathertop:
There's your lord!

Burt:
You better learn, this boy: You are what you are and they are what they are. [laughs] The look on your face when you seen that girl. Ha! Ha! Ha! You should have seen it boy. [laughs]

The Boy:
Burt. I don't want you to call me boy no more.

Narrator:
Well, I always say: Put up a good front and the world is yours, you know?

Judy Garland:
Would you like to do something with me?

Joe Bushkin:
That's something I wanted to do all my life. What'll it be?

Judy Garland:
Oh, I don't know... What about the thing we rehearsed?

Joe Bushkin:
Oh, that's a relief!

[They perform "Last Night When We Were Young"]

Farmer Watson:
[referring to Wonder Boy Nick] He's got dynamite in each fist.

[first lines]

Mary Andrews:
[driving alone on a country road, a tire blows out] Oh, grand! Well, dear, it'll be fascinating to see what you remember about changing a tire!