You see, cutting off a person's hair and burying it in the ground to cast a spell is not the approved method of practicing medicine here in Beverly Hills.

I don't like it myself.

But not having the proper medicine.

I had to make do with old timey ways.

But I've got enough for a potus for you.

No, Granny, I'm sorry.

You'd like to have your hair back, wouldn't you?

Well, not after it's been in the ground overnight, no.

That's right, Granny.

No wonder he didn't want to talk out of here.

We ain't gonna be late for the parade, are we?

No, Ellie, but the morning's going fast.

In all the history of Beverly Hills, there has never been a possum day parade in the morning.

That's the trouble.

Rannie, I don't know exactly how to say this.

I hope you won't be upset.

Always remember that, Jethro.

Folks appreciate politeness, especially in a young age.

Well, I reckon that's everything.

Come on, let's get going.