Buddy Hackett credited as playing...
Pluto Swint
- 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.
- 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.
- 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.
- 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.
- 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.
- 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.