A Beverly Hillbilly.

That horse must stand 18 hands high.

He drove his wagon out of the studio at full gallop.

Hillbilly, that is.

Rip Rock will never go for a monkey as his co-star.

I want to get a job acting in his new TV series.

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

Well Clyde won't pull his wagon unless Cousin Bess is riding in it.

I don't know, after the high tanning, he just got to be a spell before he does any saddle sitting at all.

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

Dash plays a widower lawyer, dying of an incurable disease, who takes his little daughter and her collie dog on a wagon train to Tombstone, where he becomes marshal and tracks down a one-armed man who gave him amnesia.

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

He's in a meeting with Mr. Chapman, the head of your movie studio.

I don't know what they're talking about, but it must be money.

When Mr. Chapman came in, he was crying.

Bachelor Sheriff knows best.

Couldn't have missed.

Oh, stop crying, Chapman.

You've only lost a television series.

It's not the end of the world.