Yes, I'd say he's built beautifully.

Ready to try your call to Hooterville?

Didn't they belong to your wife?

Your attention please.

Forget your stomach.

I'll take your suitcases upstairs.

Ceres Bell, take your shoes off.

Oh, where's your pa and Miss Jane?

Oh, that must be your private secretary.

I'm particularly anxious to prepare some of the gastronomical delights indigenous to your native hills.

You gotta get your mind off of it!

Yeah, I reckon you must have missed your family.

Wish I could say the same for your pa.

But to tell you the truth, Granny, you cook better in your day.

You can have my office and your own private secretary.

Granny keeps her spices and such on the top shelf, Your Honor.

He has fell head over heels in love with your secretary, Miss Jane.

There you go stuffing your face when I need you to go out and get me some medical supplies before we leave for Hooterville.

Well, first we got to go to the Painted Desert.

I'm very anxious to get back to my loved ones.