Chicolini, isn't it true you sold Freedonia's secret war code and plans?

Sure, I sold a code and two pairs o' plans. Hahaha! 'At's-a some joke, eh boss?

Gentlemen, Chicolini here may talk like an idiot and look like an idiot, but don't let that fool you. He really is an idiot. I implore you, send him back to his father and brothers who are waiting for him with open arms in the penitentiary. I suggest that we give him ten years in Leavenworth or eleven years in Twelveworth.

I tell you what I'll do. I'll take five and ten in Woolworth.