The Sacramentans. "HERE EVERETT! COME AND GET YOUR DINNER!"

The Sacramentans. "Hey, kid! You're supposed to throw the paper on the porch… NOT in the shrubbery!"

The Sacramentans. "I'll bet you're carrying that umbrella just in case we run into a masher..."

The Sacramentans. "WELL! Who do we have here - shoeless Joe Jackson or a Lodi grape-treader?!"

The Sacramentans. "What does that mean?"

The Sacramentans. "What a beautiful day and what a joy to see all the little shavers romping in the park!"

The Sacramentans. "Where are the kids?"

The Sacramentans. "Pop, will you tell me a story about the Gold Rush days?"

The Sacramentans. "Courage, men! There's a sail on the horizon! It looks like the good ships, Delta King!! Batten down the poop deck, you swabs … The barometer is falling!!"