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What in tarnation for?
And we ain't moved this far one inch.
I've got identification, right?
That boy's like a magnificent lighthouse.
Oh, it's the young sociology major.
She saw my ad in the paper.
Get some coffee.
You can be sued.
No, he got throwed out of his house.
Yeah, it ain't like you.
Now get in there and get them clothes off.
You ask me, it's a mighty sorry business to stay in.
I'm getting you out of here.
Anything wrong?
What do you suppose happened?
Good to see you again.
Not if he's as sleepy as he was last night!
No, ma'am.
You'd be much more comfortable up at our mansion.
Okay.
Very funny.
Wish I could take Granny Ella Mae and Uncle Jed for a ride in it.
Miss Jane, why is Mr. Drysdale wanting to spend the night in the cabin?
Excuse me for livin'.
Never mind.
No wonder Mrs. Drysdale wants this mess hauled away.
Stop!
Steel.
Well, thank you, Granny.
If that varmint shows up tonight, use my shotgun on him.
You'll do fine.
He can't do a thing as long as I'm in there.
For telling the truth?
Have to stay in business.
Chief!