- Boris Badenov: Well, cheerio! I'm off to Mt. Flatten.
- [Natasha appears and joins him]
- Natasha Fatale: WE'RE off, dahlink.
- Boris Badenov: What you are doing here, sweetheart?
- Natasha Fatale: Keeping you from stealing moose's mine all for yourself, dahlink.
- Boris Badenov: Who, me? Honey, bumpkin, would I double-crossing own partner?
- Natasha Fatale: You tell me.
- Boris Badenov: [laughs maliciously] Yes, I would! Okay.
- Natasha Fatale: What are you going to do now, Boris?
- Boris Badenov: You couldn't guess, Natasha? Me? World's number one wheeler? Cold-blooded, nerves of steel? What would I do?
- Natasha Fatale: What?
- Boris Badenov: I cry like baby!
- [cries heavily]
- Boris Badenov: Won't be long, Natasha. We'll be at Mt. Flatten.
- [Boris rides past Rocky and Bullwinkle]
- Natasha Fatale: You sure moose and squirrel won't show up unexpectedly?
- Boris Badenov: I'm absotively posilute. By now, they've been blown into itsy little bits. They're goners, capoot, all finished.
- Natasha Fatale: Then who was that we just passed?
- Boris Badenov: G-G-Ghosts! Must have been ghosts!
- Natasha Fatale: Hitchhiking?
- [Rocky and Bullwinkle's attempt to hitchhike proves unsuccessful]
- Rocket J. Squirrel: Gee, we could be stranded here from now on, Bullwinkle.
- Bullwinkle J. Moose: Well, I'll stop the next car, Rock.
- Rocket J. Squirrel: How?
- Bullwinkle J. Moose: I'll just lie down here in the road is what.
- Rocket J. Squirrel: Hey, that's dangerous!
- Bullwinkle J. Moose: Tut, tut, Rocket. Who in the world would ever run over somebody laying in the middle of the road.
- [a car drives by and runs over Bullwinkle]
- Bullwinkle J. Moose: Well, now we know who.