Yes.

It's got me in the best shape since my army days.

Here, feel that.

And they say bankers are soft, eh?

Well, you sure are nice and soft.

Maybe by mountain standards I'm no Tarzan, but I assure you my Beverly Hills physician is going to be amazed when he examines me this morning.

How come?

because of my condition.

Every morning I walk all the way from my front door across your lawn and over to that birdbath.

Why?

Ain't you got no place to wash up?

How's your father?

Well, right now he's trying to get Granny cheered up.

She's been missing the hills back home something awful.

What's the matter?

Is something wrong?

Stick out your tongue.

Them city jerks!

Yes, I agree.

Now, can you help me?