Get through, run out and find some stovepipe.

Come on inside and help me decide where to put everything.

Give me a chance to meet folks, chew the fat with them and get acquainted.

And we have to get into town to mind it.

And please, express my gratitude to Mr. Clampett.

And one more sassy answer out of you and I'm going to box your jaws for you.

Well, now it's time to say goodbye to Jed and all his kin.

Well, as you're getting Ellie made dressed and fed and all, just throw me to take a quick run downtown, open up the store, lay a fire and sweep out and things like that.

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

We didn't break nothing and we didn't get a chance to enter.

And I want to see you walk that crack in the floor.

Toad her out to the back room and you put it on.

He was asking for it, and I should have given it to him.

And blame it, I still ain't got nobody to chew the fat with.

The police will pull the gun on us and bring us here to jail.

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

Ellie, run next door and tell Mr. Drysdale to get your pa out of jail, quick!

Granny, maybe there's so many customers down to the store that Pa couldn't spare Jethro to come and get us.

Well, as a matter of fact, with Mr. Drysdale here, I have to get back and watch the office.

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