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That's gratitude for you.

Well, boy, I reckon you'll just have to do some extra tall acting.

Thank you, super banker.

Thanks to Mr. Drydale, I ain't toothless no more.

Well, you might as well give it to the monkey to drink.

You're gonna feel bad when I tell you this.

That's a good, solid rhyme.

You promised me regular raises, pension and profit sharing, hospitalization, a five-day working week.

Not in front of the Clampetts, do you know?

Well, boy, a head transplant is likely to smart.

I think we's all forgetting that Mr. Drysdale has had a pretty bad whack on the head.

How come you did do this?

But Chief, what about the other thing?

Just as much as I look like a country hick.

Now, come along, Chief.

I don't believe I've seen that.

Granny's fixing to perform the first head transplant.

Now, barber baby, do you want Daddykins to carry you inside?

Come on, come back!

Oh, Jethro, give me a hand with this door.

Tell me, rich young intellectual, what was the subject of your dissertation?