- Briscoe Darling: Tell me somethin, what was that thing you had layin' there twixt the taters and the black-eyed peas?
- Aunt Bee Taylor: The steak?
- Briscoe Darling: Mouthwaterin'! I gotta learn what kind of animal you chomp that off of.
- Briscoe Darling: Sheriff.
- Andy Taylor: What?
- Briscoe Darling: Just come by to give you my sympathies.
- Andy Taylor: What for?
- Briscoe Darling: I can sure understand why you're still a single man. The pickin's in this town is mighty slim. Not one female we saw come up to mustard.
- Briscoe Darling: Miss Bea, I sure wish you'd write out the recipe for them muffins.
- Aunt Bee Taylor: I will. I will.
- Briscoe Darling: They don't taste like ours. You say you don't put no sour mash in 'em?