Juliette Brewer

Buckwheat: Nothing like a security system to give you peace of mind.

Spanky: [disguised as a ballerina in a brunette wig] Hiya, fellas!

Butch: Say, you two chicklets see a couple of ugly mugs who ran in here?

Alfalfa: [in a blonde wig; Spanky pinches him] You mean behind you? I think they went in there.

Spanky: [hey watch Butch and Woim walk in on Ms. Roberts. She frustratingly ushers the bullies out the door] Whew. Let's ange-chay and am-scray!

Alfalfa: [pushes the exit door] You took the words right out of my mouth.

Darla: Hi!

Girl: Are you a Sugar Plum fairy?

Alfalfa: [nods. Sweat beads are beginning to form on his forehead. And the frog. He has been holding the frog in his hand all this time] Pardon me. I'm sweating like a pig. It's the recital.

Darla: [gives Alfalfa her handkerchief. He wipes the sweat off his forehead. And then he scrubs underneath his arms. After he's done, he offers the handkerchief back to her] Here's my handkerchief. Uh, you keep it. I'm emotional as well. My boyfriend Waldo is going to be here.

Mary Ann: [grins knowingly] He's driving her to his mansion for tea.

Darla: Do you have any boyfriends?

Boys: No!

Alfalfa: But, there is one boy I'd love to get to know. His name is Alfalfa.

Darla: I used to know on Alfalfa. He took the best years of my life!

Spanky: Same here.

Darla: I don't miss him at all. Except...his voice. If he sings, he makes me melt like a popsicle on the Fourth of July!