King of the Zombies

Jefferson 'Jeff' Jackson:
[hearing voodoo drums] It ain't Gene Krupa!

Jefferson 'Jeff' Jackson:
[Squeezing between two hypnotized "zombies"] Move over boys, I'm one of the gang now.

Samantha, the Maid:
What you doing in that lineup?

Jefferson 'Jeff' Jackson:
Don't bother me woman. Can't you see I is a has-been?

Samantha, the Maid:
A zombie?

Jefferson 'Jeff' Jackson:
Nothing else but. And don't ask me my name, 'cuz I don't know. I don't know nothing.

Samantha, the Maid:
You ain't no zombie, 'cuz zombies can't talk.

Jefferson 'Jeff' Jackson:
Can I help it 'cuz I'm loquacious?

Bill Summers:
It's the same drums we heard the other night. Voodoo drums! Come on, we've got to find him!

Jefferson 'Jeff' Jackson:
Oh Mr. Billy, we found enough for one day!

Jefferson 'Jeff' Jackson:
[Eating the food set out for the zombies] This being a zombie sure is a drawback. Where's the salt?

Samantha, the Maid:
You eats that the way it is and likes it. Zombies ain't supposed to use salt.

Jefferson 'Jeff' Jackson:
[Samantha brings Jeff the salt] I thought you said!

Samantha, the Maid:
I changed my mind.

Jefferson 'Jeff' Jackson:
[Samantha continues to pour the salt] That's more like it. Take it easy there woman, I ain't no herring!

Samantha, the Maid:
Now eat.

Jefferson 'Jeff' Jackson:
[Samantha keeps pouring the salt] Whew! What is you trying to do? Poison me?

Bill Summers:
[about to chase off after another eerie happening] Come on!

Jefferson 'Jeff' Jackson:
I cain't, my foot done took to root.