Well, he can keep her eye on her, boy.

As a matter of fact, we've had our eye on you for some time.

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.

Oh, that is black gold, Texas tea.

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

The kinfolk said, Jed, move away from there.

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

Swimming pools, movie stars.

The Beverly Hillbillies.

What's all the racket out here?

I'm raking the bulletproof shield from a double knot spy car.

Do you have to bang so loud?

I can hear you clean out in the kitchen.

If you think it's loud in the kitchen, you ought to be under here.

Get through.

Hey, boy.

Yeah, Uncle Jeb, what?

Why don't you do your pounding with the tub up?

That way you can see what you're doing and it wouldn't be so hard on your ear.