And I can call you every night and tell you how I'm doing.

Come on, Ellie.

Shame on me.

Went hard on him, huh?

What you got on your mind?

I best go check on him.

Just can't stay on one subject, can you?

We'll continue this later on in the day, huh?

He's gonna want to leave on that honeymoon tonight.

I think Mr. Farquhar's got a case on you, Granny.

No, Ellie, it's gonna be hard enough on him as it is.

Come and listen to my story about a man named Jed, a poor mountaineer, barely kept his family fed.

And then one day he was shooting at some food, and up through the ground come a bubbling crude.

Boy, that is black gold, Texas tea.

Well, the first thing you know, old Jed's a millionaire.

The Beverly Hillbilly.

Uncle Jed, are you going to let Ellie keep that beaver?

Why?

Because that rascal took all of my firewood and built a dam across the cement pond.

That's the nature of the critter.