Oh boy, eats! Woo-woo-woo-woo, woo-woo-woo-woo!

Young Moe:

[looking into Mary-Mengele's mouth]
Huh, I haven't seen a case like this in years. Young Curly:
And would you look at all that metal in her mouth? Young Larry:
Must be too much iron in the water. Young Moe:
Don't you worry, Sis, you're in good hands. We'll have that bum tooth out in no time. Sister Mary-Mengele:
[moans]
No. Young Moe:
Anesthetic. Young Larry:
Anesthetic! Young Curly:
Anesthetic! Young Moe:
[Curly picks up a croquet mallet]
15 millgrams. Give! Young Curly:
Five, ten, fifteen! Nyuk, nyuk. Mother Superior:
[Curly hits Mary-Mengele on the head with the croquet mallet, she goes unconscious; Mother Superior knocks on the door]
Boys? Young Moe, Young Curly, Young Larry:
Nyuh-uh-uh! Mother Superior:
Open up, please. Young Moe:
It's the head penguin, boxcar seven on three. Break; one, two, three. Mother Superior:
[the Stooges flip the rotating table, revealing a dinner table underneath]
I said, open this door! Mother Superior:
[Mother Superior opens Mary-Mengele's office door; Larry plays the violin off-key, Curlypaints a picture, Moe reads a book]
What are you three up to? Young Larry:
Just dabbling in the arts. Young Curly:
Indubitably. Mother Superior:
Oh. Well, lunch is ready. Young Moe, Young Curly, Young Larry:
Oh boy, eats! Woo-woo-woo-woo, woo-woo-woo-woo! [Moe, Larry and Curly run down to the dining hall]