God's Little Acre (1958)
Buddy Hackett: Pluto Swint
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Quotes
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Ty Ty Walden : A what?
Pluto Swint, Sheriff Candidate : A albino.
Ty Ty Walden : What in the pluperfect hell is that, Pluto?
Pluto Swint, Sheriff Candidate : Why its one of these all white men. Looks like they made out of chalk. White as cotton. Got white hair. White skin. White eyeballs, even.
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Ty Ty Walden : I'm diggin' for gold!
Pluto Swint, Sheriff Candidate : Gold? In the state of Georgia?
Ty Ty Walden : Bright, yellow gold. Gold coins as big a round as a biscuit. Thousands of 'em.
Pluto Swint, Sheriff Candidate : Is that a fact?
Ty Ty Walden : Gold spoons. Gold plates. Gold forks. And gold thunderbugs, as you wouldn't be surprised.
Pluto Swint, Sheriff Candidate : Have you seen 'em? For a fact?
Ty Ty Walden : Almost.
Pluto Swint, Sheriff Candidate : Where?
Ty Ty Walden : Don't know, exactly. Ain't find any, but, they're there. They're there.
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Pluto Swint, Sheriff Candidate : What you folks need is a albino to help you out.
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Ty Ty Walden : My baby, Darlin' Jill. But, she's too young to go courtin'.
Pluto Swint, Sheriff Candidate : I - I don't want to court her. I - I want to marry her.
Ty Ty Walden : You would, Pluto? You mean it?
Pluto Swint, Sheriff Candidate : I'd cut off my right arm to marry her.
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Darlin' Jill : I don't know if I'm ready to get married to anybody yet, Pluto. Least of all, you.
Pluto Swint, Sheriff Candidate : You don't have to be ready. I"m ready. I'm ready enough for both of us! I'll marry you anytime, daytime, nighttime, all the time. I'm so crazy about you. That's a fact.
Darlin' Jill : You're belly's too big.
Pluto Swint, Sheriff Candidate : Oh, oh, you, you won't let a little thing like that come between us.
Darlin' Jill : Now, Pluto, if your belly weren't so big, you couldn't be Sheriff. And if you weren't gonna be Sheriff, I don't know if I'd even look at you. And that's a fact.
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Pluto Swint, Sheriff Candidate : I'm so crazy in love with you, I can't hardly see nothin' else. There's no reason that some day I just don't get so - riled up and so provoked that I just don't take my two hands and - and just...
Darlin' Jill : And what? What? What would you do, Pluto?
Pluto Swint, Sheriff Candidate : I'd tan your hide. I'd tan your hide.
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Buck Walden : Pluto, you were there. What happened?
Pluto Swint, Sheriff Candidate : Nothin' much.
Buck Walden : What do you mean by nuthin' much?
Pluto Swint, Sheriff Candidate : Nothin' much just means nothin' much, that's all.