Well, now it's time to say goodbye to Jed and all his kin.

Now, tell us all about it.

Jethro, drive us over to Buckingham Palace.

The same ghost scared them both out of the castle last night.

Well, let us say they really send her.

Can't you leave the clampets with us, sir?

What a fine mess you've gotten us into now.

First they laughed at us for running out on a warhead of roses, and now they's gonna laugh at us for running out on a 400-year-old woman.

We'll have Jethro to wait in the truck whilst the rest of us go in and see Her Majesty.

Oh, of course not.

Of course he didn't.

Of course I'm ready.

She's fond of ghosts?

Think of Lady Clementine.

It's not the finger of shame, it's the finger of fame.

Talk Granny out of it.

Mighty thoughty of you, Granny.

What's prettier, a bed of roses or a patch of black-eyed peas?

I'll scare her out of it.

I ain't scared of no ghost.