Sit down.

Sit down.

Now, simmer down, Granny.

I didn't always live in a mansion.

Hey, Granny, you just went past another red light.

Of course, that's how I make my living.

And the next thing you do is stomp down on the starter.

Oh, she'll be down in a minute.

I had to melt these rascals down, shell and all.

Well, uh, I could see you was limping when you flagged me down.

Someone left the gate open and she went tearing out of here about a mile a minute, driving an old truck.

Get on the phone to the police.

I'm going to the fair.

I spoke to the captain.

The costumes, the mansion, the whole bit.

The break!

Besides, it gave the chicken something to peck at the next morning.

Right smack in the middle of the woods.

I'm going, I'm going, right to the police.

Said, California's the place you ought to be.