Record department. Col. Hawkins talkin'.
Col. Hawkins, did you get a wire for me regarding Dr. Hackenbush?
[turns on a fan and blows a paper against it]
I'm sorry sir. There's a hurricane blowin' down here, and you have to talk a little louder. Woo! It's certainly the windiest day we ever had! WOO! Certainly is windy!
I want to find out about Dr. HACKENBUSH! (Hackenbush calls him on the intercom, pulling him away from the phone) Yes?
Whitmore you'll have to cut out that squawking! The patients are all complaining! [on the phone, posing as Colonel Hawkins]...I hope, sir, that's the information that you require.
I'm sorry, Colonel. I didn't hear it. I was called to the dictagraph.
What was that you said sir?
[Hackenbush turns on the intercom again]
: Whitmore, one more yelp outta you and I'll have you bounced out of here! (on the phone)...And I trust, sir, that that answers your question.
I'm sorry, Colonel, I didn't hear you!
I can't hear you, you will have to talk a little louder.
I want to find out something about Hackenbush! (Hackenbush calls him on the intercom again) Well, what is it now?!
Whitmore, that's the last time I'm gonna warn you about that yowling! (on the phone) And in conclusion, let me say…
I'm sorry Colonel. What was that you said about Hackenbush?
Hack- you mean, Dr. Hackenbush? Oh, no, he's not here.
Then what are you botherin' me for, Yankee?
But I want to know something about his Florida record-
Operator, will you get off the line! Hello, hello, Colonel?
Yes?
Are you sure you're speaking about Hugo Z. Hackenbush?
Who?
Hugo Z. Hackenbush!
Who's calling him?
Yeah! That's where he works! Say, I understand he's doing a mighty fine job up there.
I... I want to get some information regarding his qualifications for the job.
What job?
As head of the sanitarium!
Who?
Hackenbush!
No, you sap! (picks up the phone)... Hello.
Yes, now, uh, now what was that name?
Hackenbush. HACK-EN-BUSH!
Uh-huh. Well, as soon as he comes in, I'll have him get in touch with you.
