Chetro, quit playin' with the buttons and come on.

Jethro, why didn't you go in and sit on the sofa?

I'll drive you to the airport and we'll discuss your fee on the way.

Yeah, and the way she cut loose on poor Helen got her all skeety.

Shame on you, Johnny!

Get on with it.

On your magic mattress?

Who in the jumping blue blazes is Johnny and what's he doing on Miss Drysdale's roof?

Drysdale, your office is on the telephone.

I wonder what brought that on.

You see, they'd insisted on driving me to the bank, and Ellie thrust this baby goat in my arms.

I want restrainers on her this time.

What are you doing on this floor?

All right, get a move on, everybody.

It was riding on the truck with me.

Mrs. Rysdale's name is right on the door.

Yeah, you ain't gonna wean him on me.

And the possums and the raccoons, and that dreadful creature that runs across my roof at night, its claws clicking.

And it ate your hat?

And I says, no thanks.