| Movie |
Our Gang Follies of 1938 |
| Year |
1937 |
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Alfalfa:
I'm the Barber of Seville!
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Alfalfa:
Now, tell me the truth; have you ever heard a voice like mine before?
Young Barnaby:
Why, uh, no, come to think of it; I never have!
Alfalfa:
I knew you'd like it! Do you want me to sing in your next opera!
Young Barnaby:
No, I don't need you in this one; it's all set.
Alfalfa:
Well then, when DO you need me?
Young Barnaby:
Well, let's see...
[checks his watch]
Young Barnaby:
. It's 3:22 now... suppose you come back in twenty years?
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Elderly Barnaby:
You, an opera singer? BAH! I've wasted twenty year waiting foe you! Take this tin cup and sing in the streets, where you belong!
Alfalfa:
Me, "The Great Alfalfa?" Sing in the gutter?
Elderly Barnaby:
Yes, I have you in me power! Don't forget; you signed a contract! Sing!
Alfalfa:
[crying] Yeas, sir...
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Spanky:
You'll be sorry about this! Someday I'll be a big producer on Broadway, and you'll be singin' your opera in the street with a tin cup in your hand!
Alfalfa:
[snootily] Is that so?
Spanky:
Yes, that's so!
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Alfalfa:
Gee, you look pretty! Diamonds an' everything!
Darla:
Oh yes indeed; I sing and I make hundreds an' thousands of dollars!
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Spanky:
For old time's sake, I'm gonna give you another chance. Now, how'd you like to work for me again?
Porky:
O-tay!
Spanky:
How about you, Alfalfa?
Darla:
Oh, c'mon Alfalfa; croon just one song, an' you'll make hundreds an' thousands of dollars!
Alfalfa:
I will NOT croon.
Spanky:
Do you mean to tell me that you haven't given up opera yet?
Alfalfa:
I'm a slave to my art!
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Spanky:
[to Alfalfa, Oliver-Hardy-style] "Slave to his art"... umph!
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