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He just becomes overly excited by a proximity to large sums of money.
Oh, knock it off.
So?
The kinfolk said, Jed, move away!
You is allergic to Jed Clampett.
Do you feel better, Pa?
Well, if he's the head of the club, you might have your work cut out for you.
It's just a simple statement.
Ah!
But Granny, they said at the store this is what ladies wear at jogging.
No, he ain't.
I gotta bleed them.
Are you presuming to explain bodily reactions to Dr. Daisy after the brilliant discovery she has just made?
Well, if we don't stop her, he ain't gonna have no head to hold up.
Granny, his freak blood pressure gets so high sometimes it could wreck your equipment.
I was referring to intercollegiate competition.
Well, all right, but... Uncle Jed!
He's jogging with a Mr. Detweiler.
Don't you worry about old mile-a-minute Milburn.
Wait!
Oh, Granny.
Margaret, do you always have to have an angle?
She done caught him once.
How could you?
Why would she do that?
Well, it does have range.
Ernie, I still got a feeling we don't know all the facts.