Here, boy.

A Beverly Hillbilly.

Nice, tall, husky boy.

How's that sound to you boy?

Boy, that is black gold, Texas tea.

That boy never took a little taste of nothing.

I just gotta have a talk with that boy.

More schooling is gonna be the ruination of that boy.

Sound like the boy's been studying up on the place.

Well, boy, it looks like you made a good choice.

Hillbilly, that is.

Well, Granny, looks like this boy's going to be back in school real soon now.

Save Beverly Hills?

The boy you mentioned must come in for a personal interview and take an entrance examination.

Cause her only boy won't be coming home to work them 40 acres that she's always counted on.

Well boy, here you're sticking with it clean through the sixth grade, it's finally going to pay off.

Now, I have a boy I want enrolled in this school, and don't give me any hogwash about entrance exams and personal interviews.

It's right here in Beverly Hills.

He's gonna defend Beverly Hills against the Red Army.

He'll be going to school, learning to be a Beverly Hills General.