| Year: | December, 1942 |
| Starring: | Roy Rogers |
| Bob Nolan | |
| Sons of the Pioneers with Pat Brady | |
| Highlights: | Gabby shows his prowess when he dances the Conga. |
| Running gag about Gabby and Pat thinking the other is hard-of-hearing. | |
| Overall rating: | Excellent. |
| Lots of 'Gabbyisms'. | |
| Lots of Gabby double-takes. | |
| Gabby displays his lumbering gait. | |
| Good chemistry with Pat Brady. | |
Click Gabby's image to hear the sound bite.
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| (Gabby talks about his Model T) | ||
| Gabby: | "I could stop quicker only this can-bronc is mighty contrary." | |
| "All right going up hill." | ||
| "But going down, I just give her a pull and a prayer." | ||
| "Heh. Hop in. Heh." | ||
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| Gabby: | "Sonny, it's a good thing we met up." | |
| "You know folks call me 'The Professional Rustler Catcher'." | ||
| Boy: | "They do?" | |
| Gabby: | "Sure." | |
| "I'm the feller that made the sagebrush safe for steers." | ||
| Boy: | "But these are horse thieves." | |
| Gabby: | "Oh, them coyotes." | |
| "Shucks, when hoss thieves hear I'm comin', they march right up with | ||
| with a rope around their neck." | ||
| "Even help me pick out the tree." | ||
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| Gabby: | "Get outta my way." | |
| Pat: | "Get out of who's way?" | |
| Gabby: | "My way." | |
| Pat: | "Oh, what are you talking about you old whiskered goat." | |
| Roy: | "Civil war. We'd better do something about that." | |
| Pat: | "Wait a minute." | |
| Gabby: | "One more smart-alecky remark out of that cowboy comic and I'll part his toupee | |
| with that wrench." | ||
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| Pat: | "Say, where did you learn to make coffee?" | |
| Gabby: | "Never did learn...it's a gift...my own blend too." | |
| Pat: | "You otta call it 'Boots & Saddles'." | |
| Gabby: | "Oh, you needn't blame the coffee." | |
| "I bet all your vitals turn to vinegar when they see what's gonna gargle them." | ||
| "Hah. That's a good'en." | ||
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| Pat: | "Hope your driving's better than your coffee." | |
| Gabby: | "You wanta drive?" | |
| (Gabby hands Pat the steering wheel.) | ||
| Pat: | "Heh! Heh! No! No! Put it back. Put it back." | |
| Gabby: | "Ahh, it runs just as well that way." | |
| "It never pays any attention to the direction I want to it to go, anyhow." | ||
| "I say, there ain't nuthin to worry about." | ||
| Pat: | "Put it back, you lunatic, put it back." | |
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| (After Gabby crashes his car.) | ||
| Pat: | "Why you misplaced son of a half-witted hurricane you've killed me." | |
| Gabby: | "Ahh, shucks. You ain't hurt none." | |
| "A little shaken-up's good for your liver." | ||
| "Ahh, what are you gonna do about my car now that you've wrecked it?" | ||
| Pat: | "What am I gonna do about it?" | |
| "I'm going to sue you for everything you've got." | ||
| Gabby: | "Well, that's all I got. Sue me." | |
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| Gabby: | "Say, that's right-smart singing." | |
| "Makes me wish I'd cultivated my voice." | ||
| Pat: | "Wouldn't sound so hot coming through that filter." | |
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| Gabby: | "Why you lily-livered, knobby-kneed young squirt." | |
| "'Trouble's' my middle name." | ||
| "'Course, if there's gonna be shootin', I don't mind dropping my middle name." | ||
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| Pat: | "How'd you get up here?" | |
| Gabby: | "I run." | |
| "Didn't you see me when I passed you and that crow-bait?" | ||