How many times have I told you it's against the law to cook moonshine in Beverly Hills?

I ain't cooking moonshine.

I just call it rheumatism medicine.

Don't make it legal.

My great-great-granny left me the secret.

But it's only to be used when a woman is too old to get a man any other way.

Oh, now, Granny, you're still a fine figure of a woman.

It ain't for me.

It's for Ellie Mae.

Out here, girls seem to reach their prime might later.

Now, Jed, let's not fool ourselves with city talk.

Anything over that, and you're sliding downhill.

Morning, Paul.

Morning, Granny.

Want to come for a swim?

Not me, honey.

Now come on, get going.

What you sniffling about?

Is there any sadder sight than an old maid?

Granny, just for what it's worth, I had another talk with Mr. Drysdale about Ellie meeting a fella.