Yes, yes, that's what we're going to do.

We're going to do it.

By dingies, this wheelbarrow holds more than a truck.

Have I forgot anything?

Move over here.

That's the first one of them that ever grabbed me back.

That little varmint grabbed all of my stuff under the bed.

Look, my children, you must be as supple as gazelles.

Now, Granny, don't judge a whole town by a few butlers.

A place the size of Beverly Hills is bound to have some nice folks.

If they is, I ain't met them.

Now, Granny, you're going home to a lot of ice and snow.

Just come over here and look at our flowers and green grass and nice leafy tree... What's wrong, pal?

Just when I'm trying to sell Granny on Beverly Hills, some darn fool neighbor commences running around in his underwear.

It's worse than I thought.

Now he's chasing a girl and she ain't got no clothes on either.

What happened?

He caught her.

I shall try another door.

Keep subtle, my gazelles.