All they need is a little polish.

For such a little woman, you've got an awful big heart.

Mr. Grosdale, he gave out, but I caught this fat little rascal.

And I think Mr. Drysdale has a lot of gall to ask us to take his wife's kinfolks off his hands.

Well, I still say that I think Mr. Drysdale has a lot of nerve to ask us to board his wife's relation.

Please, Ellen May!

Please, please!

Mr. Butler, don't ever say anything nice to that girl.

She'll kill you.

Come back here!

Come back!

You promised!

Jen, Ellie threw me down in my head again.

If she don't stop that, I'm gonna get a headache.

What rounder did you throw?

Golly, all I said was she's pretty.

That ain't no call to bust a fella's head.

Pardon.

Oh, howdy, Marie.

Hi, Marie.