It will be one big commercial for virtue and clean living.

They offered him a big reward, money by the bale, gave it all to charity, said Milburn Drosdale.

We'll fight them in the escrow department, in the loan office, in the vault!

Why don't they demand the termination of the war?

All right, let's see if you get in the car with the rest of the outlaws.

What gets ya is fightin' the feedback from the fumes.

Sure to thank y'all for the clothes in the car.

Coming up the driveway!

What's the guard doing?

And the Commerce Bank.

I told the police we were filming a commercial for the bank.

Just forget the next 20 verses and go right to the finish.

Ain't you the boy, Earl?

Was that the burglar alarm?

The chief could be armed.

Well, the blowin' ain't hard.

She's out in the kitchen.

Oh, drove around the back.

I wrote the lyrics myself.

Mr. Drysdale, down at the bank.