The Beverly Hillbilly.

Well, I got a real treat for you.

Backfire, you can't even buy popcorn or jawbreakers.

I reckon I'll be a producer or director.

Hillbilly, that is.

Is that a hit or is that a hit?

Since we can afford it, we have pig's knuckles once or twice a week.

Judy, I swear to you, please let me in or I'll catch my death of cold.

Alvin, I've got to do something to impress Mr. Clampett quick, or I'm going to be unemployed.

I hear tell New York is bigger than Beverly Hills.

So they loaded up the truck and moved to Beverly Hills, that is.

Say, Miss Jane, is it true New York is bigger than Beverly Hills?

You're schnook again.

That's how it went.

No, no, no, I need an idea.

Something to make Mr. Clampett happy.

Well, let's see.

We could name a salad after him and a commissary.

Put his daughter in pictures.

Give him your office.