- Hazel the Witch: Double, double, toil and trouble. Fire burn and cauldron bubble. Eye of needle, tongue of shoe, hand of clock that points at two... This is the real thing, you know, right out of Shakespeare. NECK OF BOTTLE, TAIL OF COAT, AND... whiskers from a billy goat! *cackles*
- Huey: [gives whiskers] There you are, Hazel.
- Hazel the Witch: Yuck, repulsive...
- [carefully drops whiskers into the brew]
- Hazel the Witch: [Hazel cackles as the cauldron magically erupts as it mixes]
- Hazel the Witch: Delightfully gruesome reaction.
- [Tastes the mix and does crazy things from the effects]
- Hazel the Witch: [gurgles and bubbles] Kids, this stuff's loaded!
- Hazel the Witch: Oh, joy, thou dost believe in witches! Just for that, I'll help thee get thy candy.
- Hazel the Witch: This hurts me worse than it does you, now take a longer start... ABOUT A MILE OR TWO!
- Hazel the Witch: Yippee! Look at him dance! Hee-hee-hee-hee!
- [Hazel playing Beelzebub the broom like a banjo, playing a square dance tune]
- Hazel the Witch: Oh, dance with your feet just as fast as you can / flipping like a flapjack... *slap*... in the pan / hopping and jumping like a flea on the griddle / the key for the door and the key for the fiddle
- [pots and pans clanging to the beat]
- Hazel the Witch: Do-si-do, now mind the rules / with your own flat feet just kicking like mules
- [Donald snorting and acting like a bull]
- Hazel the Witch: Oh, promenade to way out west / that's where the cactus grows the best / now swing down south and turn on the heat
- [pots and pans clanging to the beat]
- Hazel the Witch: Now end your dance and take your seat!
- Hazel the Witch: Now you mad ol' Hazel mad! I'll cast the spell at double grim! SMASH THAT DOOR DOWN, FEET... with him.