- Bill Fuller: [reading the letter from the old boot] "Gentlemen, We are facing a time of peril so grave in our brief National history, that there is now only the choice of serving the country a little longer, or having tomorrow no country to serve. Under the favor of Almighty God, we have become a Nation. Let me say to you that I hate war. But if we remain one Nation, one People, that time is not far distant when we may choose war or peace as our national interest guided by justice. In the words of Thom Paine, 'These are the times that try men's souls.' Tyranny, like hell, is not easily conquered; yet we have this consolation with us, that the harder the conflict, the more glorious the triumph. 'Tis dearness alone that gives every thing its value and it would be strange, in deed, if so celestial an article as freedom should not be highly rated. George Washington. November 10, 1777."
- Connie Fuller: Bill, this means Washington really slept here.
- Connie Fuller: Darling, are you alright?
- Bill Fuller: Oh, fine. Fine.
- [looks around]
- Bill Fuller: Well, at least nothing can happen for ANOTHER 17 years.
- [Both Bill and Connie fall into a boarded up well, followed by a big splash]
- Mr. Kimber: [looking inside] Mr. and Mrs. Fuller struck water! WHOOPIIIIEEEE!
- Connie Fuller: Bill! Why don't we invite Mr. Kimber? After all, it's HIS cider.
- Bill Fuller: Well, sure!
- [calling out the window]
- Bill Fuller: HEY, MR. KIIMBEER! MR. HIII-HO KIMBEERRR!
- Mr. Kimber: And then there's the trees. We ought to start in doing something about the trees pretty soon.
- Bill Fuller: Just what are we supposed to do about the trees, Mr. Kimber, pay 'em for standing here?
- Mr. Kimber: You gotta spray 'em. You see, we got them elm trees over there. They're liable to get the elm blight. And the two oaks over by the house - they're liable to get the oak borer. This big willow, it's got a canker in it already. And of course, there's the tent caterpillar and the measuring worm.
- Connie Fuller: Well, I didn't know about the trees, Mr. Kimber.
- Bill Fuller: Oh, yes, Connie. You see, the measuring worm measures how much money you've got, gets in touch with Mr. Kimber, and pretty soon we're living in a tent with the caterpillars.
- Mr. Kimber: Then there's the Japanese Beetles. They'll be coming along July first.
- Clayton Evans: What do you expect of a summer theater anyhow?
- Rena Leslie: Not a great deal, Clayton. I just thought they would take the pigs out before they put the hams in, that's all.
- Mr. Kimber: [Bill, Connie, Uncle Stanley and Kimber are getting drunk on Kimber's hard cider when they're about to lose the house, and Kimber suddenly breaks out in deadpan off-key song] "I'll never smile again, until I smile at you."
- Bill Fuller: Look at this place! Just LOOK at it!
- Connie Fuller: But, it was a terrific bargain, Bill. I got it as a terrific bargain.
- Bill Fuller: [in mock disbelief] MORE than a dollar?
- Bill Fuller: [stepping off a train with a box of gardening supplies] Got my hands full, Sam. I'll tip you tomorrow.
- Sam: [watching Bill walk away] Same thing everyday.
- Raymond: [to Uncle Stanley at dinner table] Boy, if you didn't have money, you'd be in trouble with those stories.
- Connie Fuller: How could a little dog like Rommy ruin $75 worth of rugs?
- Mr. Gibney: How he manages it is no concern of mine, Mrs. Fuller. Maybe he has friends.
- Mr. Kimber: Oh, Mrs. Fuller, this is 1942, you know?
- Connie Fuller: Well, what about it, Mr. Kimber?
- Mr. Kimber: This is the year for the 17- year locusts to arrive.
- Bill Fuller: 17-year locusts? If you ask me, they're coming to see Mr. Kimber. He looks like one.
- Bill Fuller: [reading his tax bill] "County poor house, twenty-one dollars and 30 cents." Let's pay that and move right in.
- Bill Fuller: Mr. Kimber, I have been begging you since July first to fix this screen. It's now the end of August. You're not that busy.
- Mr. Kimber: Mr. Fuller, every time you open the screen door, some flies get in.
- Bill Fuller: Oh, so it's my fault for coming into the house?
- Mr. Kimber: Well, it'd be better if you didn't.
- Bill Fuller: I see.
- Mr. Kimber: Well, I'll take a look at the screen.
- Bill Fuller: Yes. Look at it and watch the flies go in.
- Connie Fuller: [responding to Bill's objections to having Raymond stay with them] And it's just until the divorce is over. The only thing that's holding it up now is custody of Raymond.
- Bill Fuller: You mean neither one of the parents will take him?
- Connie Fuller: [to Bill] We own every bit of it: those trees, and the brook, and this house. 'Can't you see yourself coming down the road on an Autumn night, the smell of leaves burning?' Or coming in and lighting the fire and maybe it's raining outside. Why, Mr. Kimber, Bill doesn't appreciate those things, does he?
- Mr. Kimber: You're gonna need a cesspool, too, Mrs. Fuller.
- Bill Fuller: Connie, why didn't you tell me about this letter from the bank?
- Connie Fuller: I didn't want to bother you, Bill.
- Bill Fuller: Bother me? It's just a letter about foreclosure, that's all.
- Connie Fuller: It's Saturday afternoon. I'm taking you for a drive in the country.
- Bill Fuller: A drive? What do I want to drive in the country for? It's full of insects.
- Bill Fuller: When George Washington slept here, where did he hang his clothes? There isn't a closet in there. And apparently, he never had to go to the bathroom.
- Raymond: Y'know, I nearly killed Pop once. They stopped me just in time. I was only a kid then.
- Bill Fuller: They should've put you in an electric highchair. Sit down, ya' rat!
- Raymond: [hanging from a tree branch] Hey Uncle Bill, look at me, I'm Tarzan the apeman!
- [singing]
- Raymond: Look at me, up in a tree!
- Bill Fuller: Right where he belongs.
- Bill Fuller: I can just see myself ending my days here. I can hear them say, 'There's the old Fuller's place up the road. Ever meet old man Fuller? He's a HERMIT! Don't let your children go near him, he'll eat their arms off!'
- [suddenly falls into an old, boarded-up well]
- Bill Fuller: [stomping up the stairs] Is it safe to walk up this thing in September, or must I install a ski lift?
- Mr. Kimber: Ain't had a good snowstorm in about... three years.
- Connie Fuller: You just wait until you see it a month from now when it's fixed up. We're going to do it all with local labor. Aren't we, Mr. Kimber? Mr. Kimber's going to superintend the whole thing. Can't you just see the possibilities?
- Bill Fuller: Connie, I don't see how you do it... or WHY!
- Moving Man: You know what that dame told me? "George Washington slept here."
- Moving Man: Yeah? I guess that's what drove them to Valley Forge.
- Mr. Kimber: Mr. Fuller, every time you open the screen door, some flies get in.
- Bill Fuller: Oh, so it's MY fault for coming into the house!
- Mr. Kimber: Well, it'd be better if you didn't.
- Bill Fuller: I see...
- Connie Fuller: Darling, what's the matter with your head.
- Bill Fuller: There's nothing the matter with MY head, Connie. I'm holding it because it's the only head left in the family.
- Connie Fuller: Look at this house. It was standing when our country started. And the way things are now it's something pretty wonderful to have. That's why I wanted it, Bill. I wanted it for us. Oh, don't be angry. Please say you're not angry.
- Bill Fuller: Angry? I could spit from here to Mount Vernon.
- Bill Fuller: What's that?
- Connie Fuller: It's an early American music box, Bill. I picked it up in Pennsylvania at an auction.
- Bill Fuller: You mean you had to bid for a thing like that?
- Connie Fuller: I couldn't resist it.
- Bill Fuller: A colonial juke box.
- Connie Fuller: Why, this whole countryside is tied up with American history.
- Bill Fuller: Africa is tied up with African history but I don't feel like driving there.
- Connie Fuller: This road we're on is the Old York road. The Continental Congress used it going to Philadelphia. Washington crossed the Delaware just a little ways from here. Don't you get kind of a thrill?
- Bill Fuller: What's the matter with you, Connie? You knew you were in America.
- Connie Fuller: Isn't it exciting? Two hundred years old.
- Bill Fuller: No! Looks like a motel for buzzards.
- Bill Fuller: Let me get this straight, Connie. You have purchased this out house?
- Connie Fuller: It's all ours.
- Connie Fuller: What's the matter with your head?
- Bill Fuller: There's nothing wrong with my head, Connie. I'm holding it because it's the only head left in the family.
- Bill Fuller: Now, let me get this straight, Mr. Kimber. Every tree has to be sprayed, is that right?
- Mr. Kimber: Yes, sir.
- Bill Fuller: Well, who goes through the woods and sprays all of those trees? They seem to be doing all right.
- Mr. Kimber: I don't know, sir. All I know is trees gotta be sprayed.
- Mr. Kimber: Well, sir, we drilled down 40 feet and what do you think? We just struck mud.
- Connie Fuller: Mud?
- Bill Fuller: Well that's fine. Let's all go have a glass.
- Mr. Kimber: Let's see. We're going to need six truckloads of dirt.
- Bill Fuller: Now, just a minute, Mr. Kimber. If there's one thing this place has got, it's dirt. We are not going to buy any. Connie, we have no water. All right. But now to find that we've got no dirt. That's too much.
- Bill Fuller: Because, when fertilizer costs more than sirloin steak, it kind of makes you stop and think.
- Connie Fuller: Oh, Mr. Douglas owns that lovely little white house we were admiring.
- Bill Fuller: Who was admiring what little white house?
- Jeff Douglas: Well, I know there's a legend that Washington slept here, but I'm afraid it isn't true, Mrs. Fuller.
- Connie Fuller: You mean he didn't sleep here at all?
- Jeff Douglas: As a matter of fact, we investigated and we discovered that George Washington never slept here. It was Benedict Arnold.
- Connie Fuller: Benedict Arnold? Are you sure, Mr. Douglas?
- Bill Fuller: Ah, a little note of welcome from the county... Road tax, a hundred and eighty-three dollars and 50 cents. Imagine what it'd be if we had a road.
- Connie Fuller: Look, there's a car. They're stopping here.
- Bill Fuller: Must be Boris Karloff, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh...
- Bill Fuller: Mr. Kimber, I don't wanna seem peevish, but isn't eight hours a day enough for that well drill?
- Mr. Kimber: The more I drill, the closer I get to water.
- Bill Fuller: Well, will you please stop for a while.
- Mr. Kimber: Well, all right. But that water ain't lookin' for us. We're lookin' for the water.
- Bill Fuller: Now, Connie. I won't have that brat in the house. I'd rather be handcuffed to Gargantua.
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