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you know where they are.

What makes them do that?

I don't know, but that's how

they give themselves away.

The real way to dig

them's with a rake.

Yeah, but this is

more fun.

Another way to get 'em is

to sneak out on a dark night

and whistle, see?

Clam comes up to see what's

making all the racket,

why, you sprinkle a

little salt on their tail.

Then you got 'em, see?

That some more of

that repartee business?

Say, don't nothin' ever

get a rise out of you?

Not unless I want it to.

Hey, where are you

going?

Huh? Going home.

Come here. I got

some more clams for you.

I got enough of them.

What's wrong with you?

Give me that bag.

Where do you live?

Why? I'm going to give you a lift.

I don't want no lift.

I just want my clams.

You'll get

your clams.

Who's your

girlfriend?

Oh, I found her down

here with the clams,

only the clams got

more sense of humor.

Coming to

the bluebell tonight?

Sure, I'll be there. Somebody's

got to keep you gals happy.

Boy, I sure knock 'em

dead, don't i?

Yeah. You probably

want to go talk to them.

I'll just be

getting on.

No. I'll see enough of her

tonight. Here, let me help you up.

No. I can take

care of myself.

Go ahead.

Well, thanks for helping

me with them clams.

I guess I'll be

getting on home now.

Get in there.

Where are you

taking me?

I'm taking you

where you're going.

Sure you ain't taking me

noplace else?

Where else

you want to go?

I don't want to go

noplace.

Boy, I've seen

some stubborn dames,

but I never seen

nothin' like you.

Don't you

never open up?

Where do you live

in town?

In a house.

I thought maybe

you lived in a tree.

We moved.

Hey, you're harder to open

up than one of them clams.

Well, it don't make much

difference where you live.

We may never get

to town anyhow.

Why? I've just learned

to drive this thing.

One of these

is the gas.

Look out!

Where are we?

Give you a thrill?

No.

Yippee!

You probably think

you're pretty funny.

I'll get a rise

out of you yet.

That's what you think.

What are you trying to do,

dump me in the ocean?

Why don't you just turn the thing all

the way over and kill the both of us?

I think I can do it.

What's it gonna get you?

I'll... get a... rise...

out of you... yet!

Why don't you stay

on your side of the road?

Hey! Hey!

You still here?

Some of me.

I give up. You just

ain't got a rise in you.

I have if I want to have.

Shall I slow her down?

What's the matter?

You getting scared?

Ain't you ever been

out with a guy before?

No.

Well, maybe that's

what's the matter.

With who?

What's that you got

under your nose?

Is it off?

Here,

let me have a look.

What did you go

do that for?

Well, I finally got

a rise out of you.

You know, I don't go around

letting fellas kiss me.

I don't go around letting

girls slap me, neither.

Well, you should

have been.

You'd think you'd never

been kissed before.

Well, I ain't-

not by a fella.

Well, I'm sorry.

I ain't one of them

portugee gals.

I never said you was.

Maybe you can go around

kissing them any time you like.

Forget it.

Well, I ain't one of

them portugee gals.

I never said you was.

I knew you was different

the first minute I seen you.

That's more like it.

How'd you know?

Oh, your face and neck's

all the same color.

Them portugee girls

rouge up a lot.

Which way do you turn

here-right or left?

If I was you, I think

I'd pull over to the curb.

I guess maybe

I better have.

Who do you think you

are-the wild man of borneo?

What are you

stopping us for?

It's time somebody

stopped you.

I didn't mind him bumping

me around. Well, I did.

Well, he was only

trying to get a rise.

Well, he got one

out of me.

Let me see

your license.

I ain't got it. I must

have forgot my pocketbook.

Oh, so you haven't

got a license.

I had one.

Well, I guess we'd better

take a run down to the station.

Looks like I'm going

to the hoosegow.

Oh, he can't do that

to you, can he?

That's the way

it looks.

Oh, uh, I don't want

that to happen.

And why not? After

what I done to you?

I didn't mind it

that much.

That yours?

Hey, where'd you

get that?

I just seen it

on the beach,

and I meant to ask you

was it yours.

Hey, officer,

I found it.

Are you sure

you're Ed Wallace?

That's me.

Hey, you could have

kept that.

I'd never known

the dif.

What makes you think

I woulda?

I never said you woulda.

I said you coulda.

Well, I wouldn'ta.

All right,

so you wouldn'ta.

Maybe them portugee gals

woulda, but not me.

Well, you don't have

to get sore.

Well, I ain't sore.

I just wouldn't do

nothing like that,

that's all.

All right, so you wouldn't

do nothing like that.

He won't have to go

to jail now, will he?

No, but you will if

you don't pipe down.

You'd better run along

before you get in trouble.

Well, thanks for

everything.

I ain't done nothin'.

You helped me

with them clams.

Aw, forget it.

When people

do things for me,

I kind of like to let

'em know about it.

Well, you don't have

to make a fuss about it.

Well... guess

I'd better be going.

Well, so long.

I get down to the beach

every once in a while.

Well, that's fine. I'll

be seeing you sometime.

Bye.

So long.

Here.

Here's your invite.

Thanks.

Do you suppose hoochamadingy

will be in to supper?

Homer? Probably will if he didn't

go and fall in that ditch again.

Too bad to waste that nice

chop suey on a stomach like his.

Well, there's

plenty of it.

Wait till you see

Ellie May.

What's the matter with her?

She ain't sick, is she?

She's putting powder

on her face.

There's nothing

to worry about that.

Have you washed

for supper?

I ain't a bit sweaty.

Oh, Honeybell!

Horses sweat.

Ladies

feel the heat.

Say, you come right

here and get washed.

You can't set the table

like that. Now, run along.

I don't want

to wash again.

Ain't you

hungry?

I ain't got

nothin' but slat.

Honeybell! Wherever did you

learn them dreadful words?

I heard Granny

say it.

Well, it ain't refined.

We can take

his plate off.

It'll make more

room at the table.

Sure.

I'm getting sick of

looking at that pan, anyway.

Oh, Ellie May, you're all

dressed up! Where are you going?

I'm just going out.

I thought you didn't

want them silk stockings.

I ain't never said

I didn't want 'em.

Hmm. Being so particular

all of a sudden.

Oh, ma, let her be,

will you, please?

She ain't foolin'

nobody. What's his name?

Ellie's got a fella,

Ellie's got a fella

ain't it all right

for her to have a fella?

Can't I dress up

without having a fella?

Who told you you could

borrow my slippers?

They're just rotting

away in the trunk.

I can still

use 'em.

You ain't gonna

lay me away yet.

Oh, hush, ma.

She's wearing

my best hat, ain't she,

and using my purse.

Ellie May, wait a minute

now. Don't run away.

You gonna eat?

I ain't hungry.

Ellie's got

a fella

I heard enough

out of you.

I hope you don't grab the

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