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I can hear it ticking.

What's all the yelling about?

Oh, you girls had not a fool, that boy.

I wonder if I could ask you another little favor.

I'd rather leave it on until my hair grows back.

That ain't too good for a clock, is it?

All right, you just make arrangements to get us to Hooterville, and I'll take it from there.

You hurry on to Hooterville, and we'll be looking for you.

I'm awful sorry, I can't talk now.

I give them half a day off on Christmas.

Uh, who's the patient?

Call up Sam, hint around.

Well, how do we set it off?

Oh, my employees gave me this.

He's eaten my...

Fetch in the patient.

Lay him on the operating table and hold him down whilst I make my incision.

He wants all of me.

You and Sam are kind of serious.

Oh, you might find it a mite racy, but you're a grown man.

Now, you let Mr. Drysdale board him over to his place and let him get his sheets all torn up with them claws.

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