"In the automobile."
"Mattie, she must be from town. Sugar, do you live in Union City?"
"No, sir."
"I declare, I wish I knew who you are. Your folks must be wild by this time—you bein' lost all night. Try one more time to tell me who your pa is, sugar."
"He's Papa!"
"Yeah, I know. There must be some way to find out who you are."
"I know who you are."
"Who am I, sugar?"
"Uncle Hiram!"
"Lord, yeah! How'd you know?"