You're Jed Clampett.

Tell me, Mr. Clampett.

Well, thank you, Mr. Clampett.

No, no, no, Mr. Clampett.

The Beverly Hillbilly.

Get Jet Clampett on the phone.

Jed Clampett, just like mother described you.

Now, uh, Mr. Clampett... How would you like to buy the Hollywood Bowl?

Mr. Clampett, how would you like to buy the city of San Francisco?

And this is just one of the features of this wonderful investment you're making, Mr. Clampett.

Hillbilly, that is.

You know, the odds are 1,001 against this confidence man singling out the Clampetts, and even greater against them falling for it.

Mr. Clampett, if I may, as owner of Hollywood Bowl, I become an expert judge of musical talent, and I wonder if I might hear Mrs. Bodine perform.

Get off the road, you cranky hillbilly!

Why, you won't stay unmarried long in Beverly Hills, my dear.

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

$4,000,000.

Cut loose, Pearl.

♪ Olly olly hoo, olly olly hoo, olly olly hoo.

♪ Yeah, there's no question about it, that voice belongs in the open air.