So is her eyes.

Keep an eye on her.

Black magic?

I'll do my best.

Well, my birthday's tomorrow.

I have my own problems.

Cleaning up Granny's mess will be my pleasure.

My horoscope said nothing about being friendly to birds.

And I still haven't found the tall man in my horoscope.

You find my bird, and I'll find you a tall man.

Boy, that is black gold, Texas tea.

I'm looking for a real good doctor for my neighbor lady here.

It always warms my heart to see a family back together again.

And quit messing around with that black magic!

All my spell-breaking things I done mixed in, put Miss Drysdale back in her skin.

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

Drysdale... I told you not to fool with that black magic.

Yeah, I can look one up in a phone book.

Well, all right.

But whatever you do, don't let her know.