Eddie, you better get that poodle over there first.

a heap lot better than them slick-haired, shiny-shoed, sweet-smelling city dudes.

Not unless there's a wedding or a funeral to go to.

Oh, more than anything else in the world, dear, but I'd better stay here and work.

How'd you like to be a bobcat?

I want to talk to your pa.

Oh, Duke sure had took a fancy to her.

That ain't a nice thing to call your sweetie!

Pa, am I going to have a new ma?

I ain't going to listen to more of this nonsense talk.

But I don't need to go hunting to stir my blood.

It seems to me that critters ought to have the same right as people to pick their own company.

You want to show me how to play your lap organ someday?

Nigh on to 200 years.

Give it to him, Granny?

But now it's time to say goodbye to Jed and all his kin.

Duke don't want to go hunting.

Don't you want to be there?

You're all invited back next week to this locality to have a heapin' helpin' of their hospitality.

I want to take that dog back to the Drysdales, and Duke, you're coming along.