who the hell is playing piano? get that hippie out of here.  he's got a tin ear. i asked for pig, dammit. i'm moving on 'cause i gotta get to the airport. when you get my backups straight, then we'll talk about cutting this tune here.
foreigner?
where the hell is that?
linnea.
oh, fine. couldn't be better.
delbert, how are you?
good to meet you. bud, have them move the horses.
still inside the plane posing for pictures and signing autographs. she's got a new album cut again. she'll be down in a minute. but she'll be late for the opera if she doesn't hurry. bud, get the plane on the walkie-talkie.
thank you, bud.
bud, tell them to move the horses. promised this strip would be spic and span.
you bet. she's probably talking to somebody about their sick child. you know how she is.
here she is again.
bud, would you be sure to get the oil changed?
where you always take it. there's nothing special about this time.
bud, you're going to have to show up at the hospital tar me i gotta get back to that session.
say i had to get back to the session. ~ god -- all school did for you, you can put in a thimble.
no.
a little worried. fine, though.
we want to send special wishes to barbara jean who is in the baptist hospital. she collapsed yesterday morning at the plane christening. send your prayers and letters to baptist hospital, nashville, tennessee. barnett said she wept because she couldn't be here with you friends and neighbors. but your faith in the great almighty will bring her back here just to be what you want her to be.  and her good friend, connie white, has given up some time with her own mother, who is sick with a kidney disorder, to fill in and send her warmth to you wonderful friends and neighbors so you won't be too disappointed after this message from teeth-sticken, good, gooey clusters.
barnett! my god, barnett i'm shot!