Come in.

Come in.

Come in.

We'll be right in.

Come on, hop in.

Not in San Francisco.

The big city's not like living in isolation back in the hills.

My aunt in San Francisco.

Gladys and Louise just came in.

Tell them to get in line, Chief.

You see, there's a point, but... You're having a hootenanny in my office, and I'm apologizing?

Can a man from a little cabin in the hills find happiness as the husband of a beautiful and educated city woman?

I think it woke my aunt in San Francisco.

My wife talked about them in her sleep last night.

They would like to thank you folks for kindly dropping in.

You know better than to bring that bobcat in the house.

You assured me that you were not coming in this morning.

I ain't seen anything picked that fast since Jethro got in the berry patch.

I sure wish somebody'd take that young'un in hand and make a fine lady out of her.

You see, Flatt and Scruggs are old friends of his from back in the hills.