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Where did Al go?

Well, just take a seat.

Doctor tries to suppress cold cure.

And toe the shrunk head.

I meant I have to get back there immediately.

Interested in stock, are you?

Granny, I ain't got nothing that's sore.

Like I was just saying to the young'uns, I said, with Granny swallowing her pride and coming forward like she done in the spirit of goodwill, and... Uncle Jed.

Well, uh, maybe Miss Jane would like to take my turn.

Fetch your shotgun, Ellie.

It's just a cold, Granny, and that's one thing you doctors haven't conquered yet.

You barged into my waiting room without an appointment.

You want to see Dr. Granny?

Well, if you insist.

I'll take that up with Mr. Drysdale.

Thank you, Mr. Plowman.