The Beverly Hillbilly.

Hillbilly, that is.

Why, you loutish hillbilly.

I'll have you drummed out of Beverly Hills.

And the sooner you're all out of Beverly Hills, the better.

It's probably the only purely existentialist car in Beverly Hills.

I never knew there were so many needy folks in Beverly Hills.

The Fenwick's?

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

When they get down to the pond, Jethro, you commence the soapin' and the scrubbin' and the splashin' and they'll get the idea.

Yes, Mommy, doubtless the maid and the butler.

The Clampett look!

What's the matter?

Oh, Granny, I mean the vittles for the Fenwicks.

Who is that Adonis by the side of the pool?

You get the idea?

You know, the widow with the skinny daughter named Miss Cynthia?

Now, come on, let's not be the last millionaires in Beverly Hills to get the new look.

Yeah, the grits and jowls will lead you right to the door.

Let's go to the kitchen.