Well, all right, Jethro.

Hurry now.

Goodness knows, Jed, I ain't one to complain.

But when able-bodied folks have to have their riddles toted up to bed to them, I think it's downright sinful and lazy.

especially when they bear the proud name of Clampett.

Well, I reckon movie picture actors like Cousin Jake are used to living a different kind of life from us, Granny.

Besides, the young'uns don't seem to mind fetching a totem for them.

Hey, Granny, Aunt Opal wants some more juice.

Swimming pools, movie stars.

The Beverly Hillbilly.

You'll have to write a spell for the rest of your breakfast, Mickey.

Movie stars come first.

Tell Granny more juice for Aunt Opal.

And Uncle Jake would like another pot of coffee.

Right.

Now don't forget, tomorrow it's my turn to serve him breakfast in bed.

Oil, that is.

Black gold.

Texas tea.

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