Franny, for years I've done my best to make this the most beautiful and exclusive neighborhood in Beverly Hills, and you come up with this.

Glad to help you, honey.

Help me?

You're a scourge and a pestilence and an abomination.

Sister Drysdale, maybe I'm a little oversensitive,

but I get a feeling that you ain't altogether pleased.

Pleased?

I'm inconsolable.

Oh, good.

I was worried.

Oh, what for you?

I'm going to give you an ultimatum.

Well, that's real neighborly of you, but I ain't got nothing ready to give you.

Here, take my chair.

That's what I think of all this debris, you loutish hillbilly.

Now I've got something ready to give you.

A couple of them.

This and this.

Milburn!

Look at me!