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Granny, I'm talking about me, Elsa.
Well, uh, what I meant was... I know what you meant.
Why, me Elsa's my whole life.
Miss Hathaway, Mr. Clampett called.
Just no kilt by Popover.
Well, at least you could give matrimony a try.
She wouldn't go near you after.
Kelly ain't never gonna get herself a fella using bait like this.
Try.
That's plumber!
Hillbilly, that is.
If you'd seen how pathetic he looked, you'd have said yes, too.
Tell me all about that girl that you're crazy mad in love with.
How about our deal?
Well, I found someone who needs my help in the romance department worse than Elf.
This time it's the real thing.
But I'm gonna.
Jethro, so used to being rebuffed, turned away, scorned, but not from me.
Just do me one little favor.
All right, what was it you wanted to ask me?
Doggone, I keep forgetting the last part.
Torture me.
She's making up an anti-love potion for you.
It's millions of dollars, millions of cents.