It combines drama, pathos, suspense.

No, not when you have the whole front yard to plow, and corn to plant, and taters, turnips, rutabakers, and onions, and oats, and barley, and watermelon.

All right, all right.

Now you get in the kitchen and get some breakfast on the table, and we'll be in directly.

See that you do.

Let's eat us a good big breakfast, Jethro, because you and me are going to be pulling that plow.

How?

Oh, Ellie, now I know you're strong and you're willing, but this here is Beverly Hills, and it just wouldn't look right for a young pretty girl to be pulling a plow.

No.

Nope.

Unless you mean that mule sleeping on the floor over there.

Oh, praise be, Jed.

I thought I was having visions.

Who brought him in here?

You know as well as I do who's always bringing outdoor critters indoors.

Well, see if you can get him back outdoors again.

I don't cotton to mules laying around my kitchen.

Well Jethro, he didn't look too happy there, so I bedded him down.

Good girl, Ellie.

I didn't see no mule laying on my floor.