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Well, then let's-- Why don't you just put those shiny boots...

You should have been here for the big wig promotion.

- Keep up the good work. - No problem.

some of them tried to attack me.

you rough-and-ready guy, you, huh?

I think I could feel it too, Mr. Carlson,

Well, sir, now I don't know about-- Let's face it, Travis.

This is Les Nessman, your man on the scene here at the Pinedale Shopping Center,

Listen, man. You have any idea what's going on?

No, I think that about does it.

I mean, he's driving me crazy with his suggestions.

But I'm the Big Guy. Huh?

It was like the turkeys mounted a counterattack...

Yeah? Well, maybe I can be of some assistance.

Herb, I was just kidding.

There's no parachutes yet.

You know, it's been quite a while since the format change.

Perhaps a skydiver plummeting to the earth from only 2,000 feet into the air.

Now you get out there, and you let those troops know what's expected of them.

Uh, yeah. Mr. Carlson, I need to have a word with you, sir.

[ Les ] Okay, no problem. I can handle it.

Give me the rundown, your view from the top.

I know. [ Chuckles ]

what has been described as perhaps the greatest turkey event...

- And it's coming this way. - A helicopter?

if you'd let me know just a little something about it. What?

It's a large banner, and it says, uh,

As God is my witness, I didn't know Donald was a pilot

Sir, it was the most unusual promotion idea I ever heard of.

Ah, you're all here. Good. I was gonna call a meeting anyway.

Well, do you think the Indians are gonna attack?

And, um, for those of you who just tuned in,

Oh, they're crashing to the earth right in front of our eyes!

All it's gonna take is your complete cooperation,