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♪ O'Barraby, you're my bestie.
Them people in there just won't leave until they see the movie again.
Viacom.
Didn't you see her?
But now it's time to say goodbye to Jed and all his kin.
They's tearing down her house.
Jethro?
Nope, I'm afraid not.
All right, fellas, take a sofa.
The comedies you love, get it all.
Mom, pick it up.
I'm going to cut that out of my scrapbook.
Did I hear you say that somebody wanted to make a silent motion picture with me?
Oh, I'm the sweetest O'Barraby.
Okay, okay, okay.
You and Glory Swanson look alike.
Yes, but to millions of her fans, you're demolishing a shrine.
What can we do to help her, Pa?
Swanson.
All right, fellas, move the chairs first.
Jethro, you're a working man now.
Oh, certainly not.
There has never been a movie star so idolized.
What do you mean?
That's the way I feel about it too.
I didn't want to read you that part, because I know how it gloomed you up back home when the sheriff put some poor soul's belongings under the hammer.
Is she kidding, Uncle Jed?
Do we know one another?
Looking for Mr. Chapman.
Hope the boy's careful.
You're a much younger man than I expected.
Goodbye, Miss Swanson.
Until now.
Said, California's the place you ought to be.
Oh, Mr. Drysdale.
Where are you taking this?
What does it say about her?