- Hopopotamus: I don't need exercise; I have the body of a beauty queen.
- Rhinokey: Well, ya better give it back. You're stretching it all out of shape.
- Wishing well: Crock, you have a lot of nerve. Wishes you do not deserve. Wishes are for those I like. Hit the road, Crock; take a hike.
- Bumblelion: [after the unimotorcycle in his daydream crashes] Hm. Maybe I should've wished for brakes too.
- Bumblelion: Well, I'd like a new boatcar, and a trip to Hollywuz, and a pair of roller-skis, and a ton of honey, and...
- Wishing well: I hope he likes the airborne knack. Soon he will be winging back.
- Moosel: Is it a Whalebird?
- Bumblelion: Is it a yachtjet?
- Moosel: No, it's...
- Moosel, Bumblelion: [he lands on them] OOH! It's Eleroo.
- Rhinokey: What's the matter with you two? You look like an Eleroo just dropped out of the sky and landed on ya!
- Bumblelion, Moosel: He did.
- Rhinokey: We like a guy with his feet on the ground, even if he does trip once in a while.
- [loses his balance and falls; Eleroo leads the others in laughing and after a minute he joins in]
- [last lines]
- Narrator: Well, well, well, if you'll excuse the expression... A happy ending. Looks like Eleroo's got everything a guy could possibly wish for. Including no more wishes.