112 - Untamed Youth
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It's reaper madness!
That looks like Tom Wait's hometown.
She should have died at Cheers, then everybody would have known her name.
Man, the acoustics in that cotton field are fantastic.
Thought you could hide behind the credits, huh?
"There's no room for our stuff! The backseat's filled with a jazz combo!"
Looks like he's playing football against Claude Raines University.
"It's Mogen David!"
"There's a woman out-standing in her field."
"I hope it's not the VonTropp family, I hate them."
If he knows all this why is he still a cook?!
Hey look! Way in the back - it's Eli Whitney!!
Hey, MTV -- Mexican Television! heh.
David Byrne's new band!
[I think we should break up] Gee, do ya mean it Grandma? What does Uncle Dad have to say about it?
[I'll have a monopoly!] Boardwalk, Park Place, think of it... and I'm using the shoe!
Body by Bob Denver!
"there's some more crows to follow the big red machine." What the HELL does that mean?
Mamie, calm down. Dogs can't climb ladders.
-You know if I wasn't sure Greg Brady was a guy I'd, er...
-Snap out of it!
"Jiggle and wiggle and wriggle and rock!" She's just reading the stage directions!
"You have more than a modicum of talent my dear."
-Oh you mean these?
"Thanks very large."
Poppies made her sleep.
-Check out the lever action.
"You are vagrants, without any visible means of support!" -Oh, I wouldn't say that...
You can grow honor like that?
*Stick to yer cotton-pickin*
My cotton-pickin WHAT ?
"Somewhere out there is the Ark of the Covenant."
"Do you know what you're saying, young lady ? Do you ?" Did I stutter or something, Grandma ?
"I'm sorry, I have some very bad news for you." I'm not a real doctor.
No, they sure ain't gonna make a singer out of him!
Elvis has left the cotton field!
"He got her up to his house, then tried to make a pass at her." But she fumbled on the fourth down...
"I'm gonna nail him to the wall." Use drywall screws, they're better.
"And I thought Lincoln got rid of slavery." Yeah, his right over there working on it. Getting rid of slavery, yeah, really groovy man.
Hey, everybody! Get me, I'm doing the Abe Lincoln!
"Is this what you call entertainment?" Well, you missed the big cossack number.
Ix-nay on the ump-bay & rind-gay!
It's like fluffy pudding.
"What's the matter, Jamie?" I'M IN PRISON!!!
She ate too much cotton.
There's no room for our stuff-- the backseat's filled with a jazz combo!