He does?

Could we get him to meet up with Ellie Mae?

I'm sure Mr. Dorisdale could arrange it.

I sure wish he'd hurry.

That little monkey's liable to get himself hurt.

I see you got some fiddles.

Oh, yes, sir, Uncle Jed.

Told the fella down at the store about Granny watching TV all day instead of cooking, so he sold me these TV fiddles, all packaged up and ready to eat.

That's fine.

Now, when Quirt Manley gets here, we got something else to offer him besides that pitiful stew.

Is Quirt Manley coming here?

That's right.

Now, I want you to get the truck around back so that when he rides up here, his horse won't shy at it.

Yes, sir.

And see your guns clean good, we'll ask him to give us some shooting lessons.

But we know how to shoot.

Not like that, Rascal.

Granny says he can drop seven, eight wrestlers in one shot.

Whoo-hoo!

That ain't all.