How long do you think you're gonna get away with this movie star masquerade?

The two are now friends.

The kinfolk said, Jed, move away from there.

With my compliments.

Uh, with what?

With a raise.

With the profits from our picture.

Never put all your eggs in one basket.

Goodness knows, Jed, I ain't one to complain.

With that figure, I figure that with right clothes and makeup, you could be sensational.

You've never made a picture with anybody.

With this mansion and Cousin Jed's money, I can do anything.

It won't be a masquerade once I make a picture with Marlon Brando.

Well, I know you're figuring on making a picture with this fella, Brando?

Cousin Jed, I think that you have come up with a great new discovery.

And then one day he was shooting at some food, and up through the ground come a bubbling crude.

Western, so that's what she's so heft on with all that talk about Buck Jones and Dustin Farnham.

Oh, I can see that big scene now, with her sitting on the piano, singing her song, and Hoot Gibson comes riding into the saloon on his horse, sweeps her up into his arms, and rides off... Hold on, hold on!