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LOL!!! Just what is going on in that mind of yours?

Fill in the blank:

Matthew: That’s no way to eat sardines, Devlin.
Burke: No? What do suggest I use, a ________ ?

Fill in the blank:

Mrs. J: Burke Devlin, you old so and so. You can't _______ me behind closed doors!

…eight times eight is sixty-four, not sixty-five. Big deal! says David, it's close. Close isn't good enough, you have to be perfect, says Vicki. Nobody's perfect, says David, taking his crystal ball and sitting on the bed with it, you told me that yourself. That had nothing to do with math, she says. David says, I bet Mrs. Johnson doesn't know what 8 times 8 is. LOL!!!!

Later when Vicki tells David she has more math problems to solve when he’s finished the ones he’s working on, he says, What do you think I am, a slave?
I was never one to pay attention to which writer penned which episode, but David’s dialogue continuously has me in hysterics. My favorite, coming up in a future episode, is when he asks Sheriff Patterson what the noon whistle signifies. Heh, heh…

Anybody able to make out what the sheriff was reading? Looked to me like he had the book upside down, but my eyeballs ain’t what they used to be.

This episode features my absolute fave location shot – Matthew trimming the hedges as Mrs. Johnson’s cab pulls up to Collinwood. Very cool. I couldn’t make out the name of the cab company, though.

I wonder if the people of Essex, CT ran screaming down the streets when they saw Thayer David walking around in full make-up. Yikes!

girl with the curliest locks, can you guess, sir?

(I don't know. It rhymes though.)

I come from a centuries old family of Yanks (and Swedes), and trust me, folding chairs would be horrific anywhere! Not acceptable.

Burke asks Mrs. J if anyone saw her come up to his room and she replies, “Oh, no. That Mr. Wells at the desk wouldn't see the nose on his face.” Heh, heh.

I love how Burke gets all the details of what transpired the night before at the Blue Whale in like a two-second phone call.

First mention of Frank Garner. Yummy Frank Garner. 

Mrs. J: I'll have vegetable juice and whole wheat toast, well done. I'll butter it myself--and coffee.
Here is a woman who knows how to order food. She knows what she wants and how she wants it. And I love her comment, “I'm just not built for these stools”. Honey, who is?