Edward: Your Uncle Martin is dead. Austin: Oh, oh, oh, that sucks. Edward: No, that’s very good for us. Austin: Oh, OK, good. Edward: I have been appointed executor of his estate. Austin: Uh-huh. Edward: Which means through various loopholes, all strictly above board of course. That we may now have a new cashflow to aid in reducing our debt. Austin: OK. Edward: With one minor caveat, of course, which may mean a little extra work for us. The adoption into our home of one or two assets of the deceased.
Mrs. Dickinson: You can take the night off. Maggie: Well, thank you, madam. It’s so nice of you to notice me back troubles. Mrs. Dickinson: I didn’t. Today is the Amherst cattle show, which means tonight is a special night for me and Edward. Maggie: I beg your pardon. Mrs. Dickinson: You see every year on the night of the cattle show, Edward and I have a date. Maggie: All right then. Mrs. Dickinson: The cattle shows gets him very excited. Maggie: I’ve heard enough, ma’am. Mrs. Dickinson: Once a year, like clockwork. Maggie: Please no more details.