San Fernando Valley1944

Dale Kenyon:
Oh, my goodness! poor man! He stepped right in front of me! Well don't just stand there, get some water! Get a doctor, quick!

Keno:
Reckon we better find out who he is first. He may not be worth savin'.

[Takes Roy's money out of his pocket]

Keno:
I'll take care of this till he comes to."

Roy Rogers:
No you don't! Shame on you picking an unconscious man's pocket.

Dale Kenyon:
The idea, pretending you were hurt.

Roy Rogers:
I thought it was a good idea.

Dale Kenyon:
Well, I hope you got bumped hard enough to look where you're going.

Roy Rogers:
Oh, but I'm afraid I've been bumped harder than you realize. May I, ah, have your name and address?

Dale Kenyon:
You may not!

Roy Rogers:
But I have an internal injury I'd like to come around and talk to you about.

Dale Kenyon:
You have a colossal nerve!

Roy Rogers:
Takes nerve in a competitive world. I'll bet I have a lot of competition. Unless you're married.

Dale Kenyon:
No... Yes, I am. I'm married and I have five children.

Roy Rogers:
But I heard you the first time.

Dale Kenyon:
Well I'm not interested in what you heard, nor in standing here talking to you, and furthermore...

Marshal:
Your under arrest!

Dale Kenyon:
...your under arrest! What for?

Marshal:
For arguing in the street, that's against celebration rules.