That's what a secretary's supposed to do.

Do you reckon I know enough to be a banker's secretary?

However, there is someone from the secretarial pool that I'd like to recommend.

Well, nothing except a secretary, a new doctor, a speechwriter, and someone to take over my work.

Sir, I noticed that you were without a secretary, and I thought I might be able to help.

He says all he needs is a secretary, a speechwriter, a new doctor, and somebody to do his work.

Just turn him loose outside.

And if a chicken hawk shows up, Jethro can bag him.

They make awful good broth if you simmer them long enough.

Jethro tells me Miss Jane is ill and you're fixing the doctor for her.

That's right, Jed.

Trouble is, I don't know for sure just what she's got.

What'd she tell you, Jethro?

Oh, she's got something called, uh, sick benefits.

Well, I called her apartment this morning to find out could she come to supper tonight.

And she says, I'm sick in bed, Jethro.

I bet you it's something like a sick headache or maybe a sick stomach.

No, I asked Miss Jane that, and she says the executives, that's the higher-ups, like the vice presidents, they don't have sick benefits.

Probably because they eat better and they get more rest, and they wear acidity bags around their neck.

Okay, now hold up two fingers.