Greta Don't celebrate yet, you rump roast! Try this! Hans Klaus? Greta? I'm sorry for the things I said about your terrible dancing. Klaus Nein. (sobs) Nein, Hans! I am the horse that is full of the shame and the regret. Greta I cannot stay mad at you. Kommen Sie, you sons of stallions. Hans Let's Haagen-Dazs it out.
all whinny in relief Ferdinand Bunny!