You know Ange, when I'm over at Thelma Lou's tonight and she cooks dinner, I think I will maybe pop the question.

(smiling)

No kidding, Barn? You're gonna ask her, What's for dessert?

BARNEY DOESN'T SEE THE HUMOR IN ANDY'S COMMENT.

For your information, Thelma Lou and I have been seeing each other for 6 years now and I think it's time I knew where she keeps her money!

Barney, you can't ask someone that type question. That's too personal. Money?? Come on, man!

You think so? Well I -

JUST THEN, OPIE FLINGS OPEN THE DOOR AND COMES IN ALL EXCITED.

Pa! Pa! It's Otis!

(out of breath)

He's ... he's ...

Dead? Is Otis dead? Oh my gosh!

No, Barney. Otis isn't dead.

Oh, don't tell he's sauced in broad daylight!

No, he has a fancy new car! Come see it!

OPIE LEADS HIS FATHER AND BARNEY OUT ONTO THE STREET WHERE SITS A HUGE 1960 CADILLAC COUPE DEVILLE. WITH OTIS SITTING BEHIND THE WHEEL GRINNING.

ANDY AND BARNEY APPROACH THE CAR.

Otis, is this your car?

OK, Otis. Come clean! Where did you get this barge?

I won it! Can you believe it?

You won it?! How'd you do that?

About a month ago I bought a raffle ticket from the guy I get my hooch from over in Siler City. He said I might win, but I just put the ticket in my pocket and forgot I had it. Then yesterday, when I was washing clothes I came across the ticket again. I called my buddy to see if my ticket had won anything. And guess what?

It hadn't?

No! I won this car? I don't even care even if it is a repo-ed Mary Kay car and that it is pink. It rides like a dream.

Otis, I didn't know you could drive.

I can't. I just pushed the car down here and sit behind the wheel and act like I can drive.

You can't drive, Otis?

Nope. Honest.

Otis, I saw this car over by the grocery store this morning.

Pushed it there, too.

Otis, are you trying to tell us you are strong enough to push this huge car all over town?

I had help.

Who helped you?

Aunt Bee, and a couple of her friends.

(astounded)

What?! Aunt Bee?! I doubt it. That old bag can hardly get up out of her chair.

Well, I think that she had a little inducement in the form of her becoming part owner of this fine mobile.

Part owner?! Aunt Bee doesn't know how to drive either.

But, that old lady can really put her shoulder into a good push! Yes sir.

(to Andy)

Ange, is Aunt Bee really that strong?

Well, I have seen her hoisting 6x6's when she wanted that deck built.

Whaaat?!

And, I saw her lift up Mr. Crowley from the dime store the other day. She picked him up and squeezed him real hard until he agreed to give her a 25% discount.

A discount on what?

I think she wanted some slip-in mules. The kind with the odor trap.

Gross!