- Arthur Hood, Darla's Father: [sharing a bed with the gang] This is the end! I'd rather sleep with a bunch of porcupines!
- Alfalfa: Where you gonna find a porcupine this hour of the night?
- Arthur Hood, Darla's Father: [walking into the bedroom] What's wrong now?
- Alfalfa: Buckwheat's gotta headache in his stomach.