I'm the president of J.B.

Hillbilly, that is.

I'll be the judge of that.

The boy genius agent of Hollywood.

Of course not, of course not.

I like the notion of being busy.

You'll be a part of the business community.

You'll be in the mainstream of American economy.

What kind of work?

What kind of business?

Now, Cratchit, you've always been sort of a ringleader among the rebellious element of my employees, the dissatisfied group.

She's poached a new head of hair on lots of folks.

The Board of Health will condemn the building and you'll go to jail!

And I'll give you my part of the reward.

Yes, just think of it.

As a matter of fact,

But what if one of them Sazian buses full of tourists comes by here?

Now get out of sight, please!

That stuff kind of smarts, Granny.

Take good care of Mellie Mae.