Malarkey: Where you from, son?
): Hot American Nazi: Eugene, Oregon.
Malarkey: Eugene? You've got to be kidding me. Popeye, did you hear this? I'm from Astoria.
): Hot American Nazi: You don't say.
Malarkey: Yeah, Orange Street.

Malarkey: What gives? What're you doing in a kraut uniform?
): Hot American Nazi: Volksdeutsche.
Malarkey: Come again?
): Hot American Nazi: My family answered the call. All true Aryans should return to the Fatherland.

): Hot American Nazi: Joined up in '41.
Malarkey: You're shitting me right?
Toye: Hey Malarkey, stop fraternising with the enemy! Get over here!
Malarkey: What got you to Eugene?
): Hot American Nazi: I was born in Eugene.
Malarkey: Really? :DDDDDD
(...) (ouais j'en passe sinon çà prend toute la scène)

): Hot American Nazi: Yeah, so I was in the plant in '39.
Malarkey: That's when I was at Monarch tooling propeller shafts. No kidding. What are the chances of that, huh? You and me, a hundred miles apart, working at practically the same job.
Popeye: Hey Malark, we're waiting on you!
Malarkey: Yeah, I'm coming. I've gotta run, see you around.
): Hot American Nazi: Yeah, see you around.
D: D: D: D: D:

lui le fumeur va abattre l'allemand d'Eugène dans l'Oregon.

Malarkey: Shit