Yes, We Have No Bonanza1939

Curly:
I'll cook the supper. How about scrambled eggs smothered in steak?

Moe:
Sounds swell to me. Where are the eggs?

Curly:
On top of the burro, so they'll be nice and fresh in the sun.

Moe:
Yeah, we'll... get goin' before we starve here. C'mon.

Curly:
Oh, fresh henfruit. Handle with care.

[tosses eggs to Moe]

Curly:
A sack of flour comin' down!

[tosses sack of flour down. Moe is forced to drop the eggs to catch the flour]

Moe:
Ya nitwit, now you broke the eggs!

[Newly hatched chicks are walking around the broken eggs]

Curly:
So what? We'll have steak smothered in lamb chops... and maybe chicken on the side! Nyuk nyuk nyuk.

Moe:
Well, you fix it, I've got some prospecting to do. Hand me down that dynamite, and be careful!

Curly:
I'll handle it as if it were eggs!... I mean, I'll be careful!