Hey, your name is as big as Ben Hurd's.

Furnier with snow.

Women with sorrow.

The light will fall right down on the girl.

Topped with poached hog eggs.

I mean, with a kiss.

I'm just heat up with jealousy.

That that hotel is bulging with elves.

Not with that wild daughter of yours.

Come and listen to a story about a man named Jed, a poor mountaineer barely kept his family fed.

We'll start with red cabbage and green turnip tops.

Yeah, but are you in love with him, Purr?

Yeah, come on back to Beverly Hills with us.

What's the matter with you two asking him to stay here?

I still don't mind sharing a bed with Ellie Mae, but I draw the line when it comes to sharing with them others.

I'll have him rub it with some hot possum grease tonight.

If Mr. Brewster stays with you and Jethreen, won't people talk?

Why, that man's so in love with me, he can't eat.

Yeah, Grandpa made the mistake of having his ma come live with him.

Cause they went home for Christmas and a visit with their kin.