Who?

Cornelius Cobb:

[Approaching a Vermont farmer who is busy unloading boxes]
Good morning! Farmer:
Morning, neighbors. 'Morning. Cornelius Cobb:
A... [farmer walks away with a box] Cornelius Cobb:
That's an excellent start. At least we've broken the ice. John Cedar:
[the farmer returns]
I say, my friend, do you know a fellow by the name of Longfellow Deeds? Farmer:
Deeds? John Cedar:
Yes. Farmer:
Yes, sir. Yes, indeedy. Everyone knows Deeds. John Cedar:
Yeah, we... [farmer walks away with a box] Cornelius Cobb:
Must be a game he's playing. John Cedar:
[the farmer returns]
We'd like to get in touch with him. It's very important. Farmer:
Who's that? John Cedar:
Deeds! Who do you think I am talking about? Farmer:
Oh, yes, Deeds. Fine fellow. Very democratic. You won't have no trouble at all. Talks to anybody. [walks away with a box] John Cedar:
I guess we'd better try somebody else. Cornelius Cobb:
No. We won't. The next time that jumping jack comes out, I'll straddle him while you ask him your questions. Farmer:
'Morning, neighbor. Cornelius Cobb:
Remember us, the fellows who were here a minute ago? Farmer:
Oh, yeah. Yes, indeedy. I never forget a face. Cornelius Cobb:
Listen, pop. We've come all the way from New York to look up a fellow by the name of Deeds. It's important. It's *very* important. Farmer:
You don't have to get rough, neighbor. All you've got to do is ask. Cornelius Cobb:
Then *please* pretend, for just one fleeting moment, that I'm asking. Where does he reside? Farmer:
Who? [Cobb gives up in desperation]