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Now, Jethro, you and me is going back out there and corner that chicken.

Hillbilly, that is.

If I know Jethro, he went to Eden the minute he was born.

I ain't gone away.

Now then, what are we cooking for Mr. Clampett?

You sure can, and the sooner the better.

I'll show you how I know.

It might not get cold in the day, but it sure freezes solid at night.

I'll get through.

You ain't forgot what I said about granny's jug of liquor.

This is your kitchen.

I reckon there's been a kind of a misunderstanding.

Just the same, I think I'd rather have Jethro do the cutting.

Drumstick ain't much.

I shall deal with her directly.

Don't blame you.

Okay, Uncle Jack.

Now, here, here.

I presume he went to Eden as a boy.

Pa, folks would call me a sis.

I'll get a fire to go on in here and we'll see.

Only thing is, it don't sound like a chicken.

It ain't right for folks to go against nature.

Matter of fact,

You shoot it and you skin it.

Talks gibberish.