Popeye the Sailor Man: Meets Ali Baba's Forty Thieves


 * Olive: Oh, Popeye, I've got a surprise!


 * Speaker: Attention, everybody! Alarm! Abu Hassan the bandit loots town, and escapes. Last seen headed that-a-way!
 * Wimpy: A which-a-way?
 * Speaker: That-a-way!
 * Popeye: Call to arms! All hands on deck!
 * Olive: Hey! Wait a minute! Wait a minute! Wait for me!!
 * Popeye: Hey this ain't nothing for women! We're hunting out bandits! Ceiling: zero! Visikibility: lero! Maybe we try across the strait. Skip the gutter! Maybe I should trade this in... Something is defintely wrong... I'm right, it's wrong!
 * Popeye: I wish there was a boardwalk on this beach. If I had some bread I'd make a sandwich if I had a which.
 * Wimpy: FOOD! Oh, that's a disapointment.
 * Popeye: Oh, Wimpy! Would you care to join us young fellow, huh? You know that's just one of those invisible garages that you can't see in the desert, that's all it is. Rest! Come on we got the green light with us now. You know I could go for a nice, cold chocolate soda right now.
 * Wimpy: Popeye, Olive Oyl has collasped completely.
 * Popeye: Whoa! Eh, keep your viality up Olive, huh? That's it. Come on, Olive, we gotta save all the women and children from bandits. I'll get you out of the desert someway. A tank we go now. Water! Oh, boy! Come on I'll revise ya. Here we go. Here I'll squelch your thirst for you. This is on the house.
 * Olive: Is that good. Oh.
 * Popeye: I'll ask in here for bandits. But first we'll go get a cup of coffee over here. Come on in.
 * Olive: Oh, goody, goody! Am I starved!
 * Popeye: After you. Boy this place is wide open. Huh, I wonder where everybody is around here.
 * Olive: Yes, why don't they comver over?


 * Popeye: Oh, there you are, huh? Hey, what is this, double talk or something? I didn't send out any laundry. I can read reading, but I can't read writing. This writing is wrote rotten if you happen to ask me... Hey, this Chinese is Greek to me! Haven't you got something to eat? Oh that's better. Bring me some dessert with out any sand this time will you please? Oh boy am I hungry! Let's go into this thing!
 * Olive: Oh I just can't wait until I eat this!
 * Speaker: Attention, everybody! Attention, everybody! Calling all towns and villages! Beware! You better lock your doors today! Cause Abu Hanssan is on his way! Go in hide'n, when he comes ride'n. There's him and his 40 thieves! Your wives and children, your money too! He'd steal them from you before he's through! He's out gunnin', so tar runnin' From his and his 40 thieves!


 * Popeye: Hey! What is this? Whoa! Hey! Whoa! Hey, are you guys the 40 thieves, huh? That's right!
 * Thieves: Hot Dogs!
 * Wimpy: Oh1
 * Thieves: Hot dogs!
 * Wimpy: What, anopther illusion? I can't understand it.
 * Popeye: Oh! Hey! What's going on here? Huh?!
 * Abu: Ha, ha! Giddey up, Horsey!
 * Popeye: Come on!
 * Abu: Hat!
 * Popeye: Must be a big bag of wind blowing through here someplace...
 * Abu: Take shirt!
 * Popeye: Shirt? SHIRT! Hey, gimmie back me shirt! What's the big idea? Stop in the name of Coast Guard! Come on, gimmie me clothes!


 * Popeye: Whoa! Hey, your pin knife's bent. I'll straighten out for ya.
 * Abu: Gah! I show you! Ha!
 * Popeye: Whoa, you got ribbotism. I'll fix it for ya.
 * Abu: Why you! Look, look, look, see!
 * Popeye: What? Hey! Gimmie back me belt! I paif a good price for it. Watch this one. Abba-dabba-dabba! Abu hasn't got'em anymore!
 * Abu: You wanna make fool from me, huh?
 * Popeye: Ah, nature beat me to it.
 * Abu: I hang 'em up, shrimp! Heh, heh. You make fool from me.
 * Popeye: Hey, I'm burning the candles on both ends! Hey, let me outta this thing.
 * Abu: Hey! Let's go!
 * Thieves: Barber! Barber! Barber! Teeth! Teeth! Teeth! Fish! Fish! Fish!
 * Olive: Well, I'll think I'll get out of here now!


 * Olive: Popeye! They're taking me away because they like me! They like me! They're taking me away and I don't like it...


 * Popeye: Hey! What am I hanging around here for?! Come on, let's go! That's using your head! Where did those guys go? Wait til I get a load of that fella! I'll show him a thing or two... Taxi! Taxi! Follow that Abracadver Hassan Guy will you? Come on! Get going! The're way ahead of us! Atta boy, show 'em your heels! Wake up there... what's a matter with you sleep or something? Hey you got four flats! Now wonder you can't rn1 Come on there camel cakes! Step on it! Let's get going there! What's the matter! Whoa! I think you're running dry. That's what's the matter wuth you, eh? Boy, you tea up an awful lot of gas for only a two cylinder.