Kissin' Cousins

Capt. Robert Jason Salbo:
Madam, words fail me. Your culinary talents supersede the most exotic cuisine.

Ma Tatum:
You don't like it.

Capt. Robert Jason Salbo:
Oh, no, no, no, on the contrary...

Josh Morgan:
He means he'd like some more, Ma.

Ma Tatum:
Oh, that's good.

Pappy Tatum:
Good! Good! I like to see a young fella who's a good eater.

Capt. Robert Jason Salbo:
I must say, in all my travels, I never tasted anything quite like it.

Ma Tatum:
You ain't never?

Capt. Robert Jason Salbo:
Unh-uhnmm! [meaning "No"]

Ma Tatum:
Aw shucks, it ain't nothing but possum tails, owl gizzards, and grits fried in bear grease. And then that there gravy, that's just goat's milk with vulture eggs and mashed catfish eyes.

Pappy Tatum:
The catfish eyes brings out the flavor of the possum tails. [Capt. Salbo turns green.]

Capt. Robert Jason Salbo:
Excuse me. I think I forgot something in my jeep.

Pappy Tatum:
Why did he leave in such a hurry? Did something just come up?

Josh Morgan:
Not yet, Mr. Tatum, but I think it might.

Capt. Robert Jason Salbo:
How I long for the days when all I had was a war to worry about!