The Beverly Hillbillies.

Hillbilly, that is.

Beverly Hill style.

If the time has come when a poor, old, lonesome woman can't invite a friend to come and visit her, then I don't want to go on living no how.

You know, Beverly Hills style.

Granny just taught me how to hunt Beverly Hills style.

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

It certainly does.

If you think you're surprised, wait till Jed hears about it.

You mean to say Mr. Clampett doesn't know he's getting married?

He don't even know the wedding's coming to town.

If he did, he would stubborn up on me like a mule in a mud puddle.

Well, aren't you taking a lot for granted?

Yes, it takes two to make a marriage.

Well, two's making this marriage.

The widow, Polk, and me.

Get a move on, Ellie!

Granny...

I feel very strongly that we should sit down with Mr. Clabbert and talk this over.

So do I. I figured you would.