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Buck Cantrell: I like my convictions undiluted, same as I do my bourbon.
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Preston Dillard: [tasting Uncle Cato's mint julep] You haven't forgotten how.
Uncle Cato: Me, sir? The head might forget, but the hand remembers. Anyhow, Miss Julie, she's right in behind me all day to fix them just the way you used to like them.
Preston Dillard: Uncle Cato, how is Miss Julie?
Uncle Cato: Miss Julie? Why, she's just Miss Julie.
Preston Dillard: Just the same?
Uncle Cato: Well, I reckon princesses, they just naturally grows up to be queens, that's all.
Preston Dillard: Uncle Cato, we've known each other a long time. I'm back now. Home. It's a special occasion.
[asking him to have a drink]
Preston Dillard: Will you join me in one?
Uncle Cato: [flustered] Why, why, Mr. Pres, it ain't hardly proper, but I'll kindly take one out in the pantry and bless you and Miss Julie.
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