Hurry up.

All right, break it up, break it up!

I was drawn to this house by a strange force I couldn't resist.

Drive around and pick me up.

I'm brewing up a love conjurer.

Well, hang up before she finds you!

I'd hate to think what's coming up.

Hush up and go split some wood.

You done conjured up Miss Jean's fella.

Oh, so you woke up, did you?

Magic powder, magic brew, in the fire and up the flue.

You ain't brewing up another batch of that love conjure, are you?

Now, you get back up here before... I'm busy!

Maybe things is picking up out here in Beverly Hills.

I'm working again time to come up with an anecdote!

Do you want to come up and visit with Miss Jane?

Well, she is brewing up what you call a love conjure.

And you will, as soon as Miss Hathaway comes up here.

If anything's gone wrong, you're going up there and sign a written confession.

I'm afraid we still haven't come up with plan A. Well, you come up with plan A, or I'm coming down with plan B. Chief, we need time to invent a convincing story.