- Stripes: But I am a horse... a racehorse!
- Sir Trenton: You're no racehorse! You're lunch for a lion and that's about it.
- Lightning: Well, like my momma used to say, you can put your boots in the oven, but that won't make 'em biscuits.
- Tucker: Goose, who's a pelican who's really a stool pigeon who's a chicken who ducks. That's five birds, count 'em.
- Trenton's Pride: Oh, you're gonna wish you stayed home.
- Stripes: You're gonna wish I stayed home too, after I kick your butt!
- Stripes: I'll race you any time you want!
- Trenton's Pride, Ruffshodd: Oooh!
- Trenton's Pride: Well unfortunately, I don't race nobodies.
- Ruffshodd: Yeah, he don't race nobodies.
- Stripes: Figures. All talk and no action.
- Clara Dalrymple: Who does that thing belong to?
- Channing Walsh: He's mine, Miss Dalrymple. I had no other way of getting here. I'll go put him in the stables.
- Clara Dalrymple: Yes, and from now on, you will leave him at that petting zoo you and your father so laughably call a farm. This is a racetrack, dear, not the Serengeti.