First thing tomorrow morning.

Well, the first thing you know, old Jed's a millionaire.

This is the first time we ever watched a possum day parade in Beverly Hills.

First we find the bank open so we can watch the parade from the window, and now here's Mr. Clyburn.

Won't you say we all get a good night's sleep and we start out for home first thing in the morning?

The doctor's ready to skip out of town.

Dr. Clyburn, everyone knows you're the finest doctor in Beverly Hills.

Now, don't try flattery on me.

Now, what about Granny?

Oh, that wasn't flattery.

I didn't say it was.

I just said don't try it.

Now, what about Granny?

Yeah, Granny.

Remember I whacked off Jed's hair clear across the back there?

Yes.

Show him what my hair-growing polis did for you, Jed.

It's a mite ragged.

It ain't been trimmed yet.

Why, why, that's impossible.