A little advice.

Sweet little critters.

Good-looking little fella here, Earl.

This little fella wants to be put on something.

Then we swing back to your pad for a little moon orbit.

Where would you want me to put you, little fella?

Open your mouth and close your eyes, and Granny will give you a little surprise.

But I figured you could turn him loose in the neighborhood, and he just might bring home a plump little hen.

That's a cat.

Set a spell.

Wait a minute.

No, a plow horse.

That's a dainty speech.

Not a girl, oink.

You got a stove?

Is that a fact?

Just be a neighborly.

Well, nothing except a secretary, a new doctor, a speechwriter, and someone to take over my work.

He says all he needs is a secretary, a speechwriter, a new doctor, and somebody to do his work.

Gentlemen, it is my observation that a bank is like a ship.