[Quartermaine's hairpiece has been sucked up into the Bun-Vac 6000.]
I want... [lowers voice] toupeé, please.
Oh, Grand. We take check or cash.
TOUPEÉ, you idiot! My hair is in in your machine!
Oh, no, it's only rabbits in there. The hare, I think you'll find, is a much larger mammal.
Oh, out of my way, you! [retrieves his toupeé; to Lady Tottington] I'm sorry, my dear. [the toupeé is actually a black bunny] But I refuse to suffer any more humiliation at the hands of these blundering nitwits. I therefore bid you good day!