Drysdale: I'll be back in a few days, and take good care of Fairchild.
Jethro: Hold it! You ain't leavin' me here alone with this hairy Minnesota fats!
Drysdale: But Jethro.
Jethro: Uh-uh. If you goes, he goes! I ain't sharin' no bed or no bath with no four hundred pound checker hustler!
Drysdale: But, I, I can't drive though the streets with a bear. What will people think?
Jethro: Put some clothes on him, and they'll think he's a hippie!