He had a clip, and a manicure, and a dye job.

And so is the love nest for Claude and his beautiful bride.

Epping, you had a beau driving up in a fancy car and a hugging and a kissing you.

And a fine figure of a man, too.

Denise, and this is my... Yes, yes, we've met.

Granny, is you suggest that you want... you... Granny, me and Luke is too old for that court and sparking nonsense.

I am going out and dig myself a root cellar and crawl in and lock it so I can get a little peace and quiet.

And so natural.

And with that, you don't need young and good-looking.

And she's pretty, too.

And you're rich, too.

Granny, taking in a wamp up a mess of spring tonic for old Duke and me, we is feeling like the high and quarter of the bad luck.

She's running and jumping and just playing around and... What are you holding under the table, Uncle Jay?

Quick, Wilbur, and call the psychiatrist!

This is a magic moment.

Before she come along, Duke was feeling lower and a snake's belly and a wagon rut, but look at him now.

So they loaded up the truck and they moved to Beverly Hills, that is.

And them's his best socks.

And it ain't even Sunday.

Your necktie and your derby.