Bing (George): I've been away a long, long time. I got to get back. Catch some ballgames, see how the Pirates are doing.
Dorothy (Lala): You still have pirates in America?
Bing (George): Yeah, but they're nothing to be afraid of, probably hiding in the cellar someplace. Bing (George): But its a fantastic place the USA, Lala. Just take any town. Take a town for instance, the garden spot of North America, the lush, picturesque Riviera of the Middle West...Toledo, Ohio.
Dorothy (Lala): Toledo, Ohio, Toledo, Ohio. Oh, it sounds beautiful. Such a musical name.
Bing (George): Oh, its a musical town. There's a jukebox in every bowling alley.
Bing (George): Lala, will you go to America with me?
(Harold starts up the stairs to the deck and stops to listen in on the conversation.)
Dorothy (Lala): George!
Bing (George): I mean marry me and go to America, of course.
Dorothy (Lala): Oh, it would be wonderful. But what about Harold?
Bing (George): Well, We could adopt him.
Dorothy (Lala): Adopt him?
Bing (George): Of course, we'd have to send him away to go to school.
Dorothy (Lala): Its a little late for that, isn't it?
Bing (George): Oh no baby, he has to go sometime, that boy...
(Harold has heard enough... and confronts George)
Bob (Harold): That's enough! Why you collapsible Como you! You and your Pirates...
Bing (George): What do you want to do? Brag about the Cleveland Indians?
Bob (Harold) At least they're in the major leagues!
Bing (George): Go on, they throw underhanded.