30 or 40 more batches and I may have found what's going to rid the world of Granny's complaint.

It is not a home remedy.

Haven't you heard of streptomycin, oriomycin, cortisone?

Roy, you come to me for advice, and I'm giving it to you.

Forget them quack medicines.

Stick with modern science.

Your stump waters, your slippery elm ooze, the cool root, and them wonder drugs, like sassafras and wahoo bark.

All right, Ratty, you know best.

Oh, the dyspepsi medicine.

You done ruined the potion!

I mixed everything in there, you told me.

I put the lid on the kettle... On the kettle, it should be in it!

It's pewter.

Takes the bite out of the mixture.

Too late.

It's done turned.

This will never work.

Everyone will know you're faking it.

What else am I going to do?

You let me down.