Now her prediction for Ellie has come true.

A Beverly Hillbilly.

This one's about Ellie.

Is this the paper from back home, Ellie?

I'm gonna have an Ellie try to reach her.

Granny, Ellie said you've been moping around ever since you talked to Big Mouth Bradshaw.

That's lucky for you, I'm a lady.

Somebody bought the company for a million and a half dollars.

What sucker would pay a million and a half bucks for a stagecoach company, eh?

I thought you'd be in bed after the shock of finding out it was Ellie who brung them puppies.

Well, Ellie says that even when that gets here, I won't be able to see the future in it.

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

Well, the Pulver's been married for 30 years without having a youngin'.

And when it goes up in price, you sell it for a profit.

Hillbilly, that is.

You little nose for dollars.

No more predicting for me.

Granny selected it for me.

Who knows, with all this smog talk, maybe the stagecoach is due for a comeback.

He sent for a fortune teller's crystal ball in the mail and it came today.