Floyd Burney: So you're one of the Rayford brothers, huh?
Billy Rayford: I know you. You're the singing man, aint ya?
Floyd Burney: Yeah. Yeah, that's me, Floyd Burney. Yeah, I sing a little.
Billy Rayford: Hear you the one that's been taking out after Mary Rachel.
Floyd Burney: Mary Rachel?
Billy Rayford: Don't lie. I seen you. Folks heard you sugar talking about taking her to Norfolk.
Floyd Burney: Norfolk? What do I wanna take anybody to Norfolk for?
Mary Rachel: You can't ever see me again. I'm bespoke.
Floyd Burney: Bespoke? What is that supposed to mean, bespoke? You're bespoke, I'm Floyd Burney. So what?
Floyd Burney: Honey, anything can be bought. It's a buyer's market with a price tag on everything. All you got to know is just how to find the tag.
Floyd Burney: Aint no way, baby. Forget it. Not for old Floyd Burney, man. I come too far too fast to get buried out here in Sticksville.
Narrator: Mr. Floyd Burney, a gentleman songster in search of song, is about to answer the age-old question of whether a man can be in two places at the same time. As far as his folk song is concerned, we can assure Mr. Burney he'll find everything he's looking for, although the lyrics may not be all to his liking. But that's sometimes the case - when the words and music are recorded in the Twilight Zone.
Narrator: In retrospect, it may be said of Mr. Floyd Burney that he achieved that final dream of the performer: eternal top-name billing, not in the fleeting billboards of the entertainment world, but forever recorded among the folk songs of the Twilight Zone.