- Kid Banty: [after he was knocked loose from his trailer; talking to himself, panting] Take it easy, boy. Stay down. Take the full count, boy. 7... 8... 9...
- [gets back in action, practicing his punches]
- Barnyard Dog: One or two lumps, sir?
- Foghorn Leghorn: [dazed] Uhh... Two, please.
- [Barnyard Dog clobbers Foghorn with a mallet twice]