Alice Whipple: Harry, how long are we going to be here?
Harry Whipple: As long as it takes.
Alice Whipple: Well, I've got to get to the beauty parlor.
Harry Whipple: You're telling me.
Sgt. Carter: Pyle. My old grandmother could do better than that.
Gomer Pyle: Well, bless her heart.
Gomer Pyle: Golly.