Just Pals

intertitle:
[Opening intertitle] Every town has its "Bim" ____ the idol of its youths and bane of its elders.

Bim:
[Laying in the hayloft watching two others pitching hay] You guys work so hard I get tired watchin' you.

Bim:
[Looking for a free meal with Bill] Hello, chef___anything we can do for you today?

black chef:
'sassinate dem poultry fo' me an' you both eats.

Bim:
[Looking at the town gossips talking about Bill and him] If talk was a breeze, kid, that bunch would be a cyclone.

Bill:
[to Bim] They ain't nothin' the matter with you, is there? You didn't go to school, did you? Then why in hell send me?

Constable:
[Oft repeated line] The law'll take care of this.