Then he commenced to rocking back and forth and moaning like he's under some kind of a spell.

Well then you tell Pearl the next time she sticks her nose in one of my pots, I'm gonna cook it.

It is my bounden duty as a mother to supervise the vittles of my growing children.

Don't tell me they are still growing.

The clampet side of the family has always been big, strong, strapping folks.

It's your family that brought in the runts.

Who you callin' a runt?

I think she meant you, Granny.

He's about as helpful as a high wind in a prayer fire.

Come on, Pearl, you and me is gonna have a talk.

Jethro, you stay here and help your Granny cool down.

Okay, Uncle Jed.

Granny, would you rather I held you under the faucet here to cool off, or took you out to the cement pond and ducked you?

Try either one and I'll bash you flatter than a gander's arch!

Now Pearl... Cousin Jed, I know just what you're going to say.

You're going to say, Pearl, stay out of the kitchen.

You're going to say, that's Granny's kitchen and it's none of your business.

You're going to say, stay in your room where you belong.

That's what you're going to say, ain't it?

Ain't nothing like it at all.