baa-aa, baa-aa-aa, baa-aa. we're all little lambs -- enough! enough, enough, enough! [ hiccups ] and as jackie gleason would say... "smo-o-o-o-oth!" oh, keith, what are you trying to prove? and as w.c. fields would say, "i only use this in case of snakebite... and i always carry a snake with me." ah, yes, smo-o-o-o-oth. yeah, yeah, yeah. uh, keith, if you have one more drink of scotch, you're gonna start seeing plaid elephants. yeah, keith, i think you've had enough. hey, hey, hey, come on, now. enough. well, excuse me. let go of the bottle, keith. [ sniffing ] do i smell dessert? i doubt it. we're having jell-o. keith, i said let it go. all right. all right, i let it go, mr. stennet. now, is there anything else i can do for you, brother, like wash your car, shine your shoes? you know, we poor folk, we're supposed to be able to do that pretty good. keith, please. no, no, thelma, it's cool. stennet, you ain't foolin' nobody. the only reason you came by here tonight was the hope of seeing me on crutches. oh, wow, man, you have it all -- yeah, you just wish it were last