Your tramp's gonna gang up on me, eh?

I have always been a loyal and faithful... Forget it.

Listen to my story about a man named Jed, a poor mountaineer, barely kept his family fed.

Throw in a pot, throw in a pan, Granny.

Jethro, what in tarnation are you up to?

I get carried away when I remember how arrogant Drysdale was about it, defying us to do anything.

Hop in, I'm going to fire up the torch of freedom!

You ask me, it's a mighty sorry business to stay in.

Rise up against the villain.

He runs an ad in a newspaper.

They'll back me up.

I finally gave up.

Fire up the torch of freedom!

My guess would be in a rag bag.

And you also got an A in sociology.

Well, right now they're around back in the little cabin Mr. Transdale put up for them.

Well, she'll have to stand in line to do it.

It is parked in his driveway, and he will not be using it again today.

Wish I could take Granny Ella Mae and Uncle Jed for a ride in it.

Now then, tell me, when was it your wife first took up with that rascal?