Drysdale's got Uncle Jed!

The Beverly Hillbilly.

The Clampetts came and captured Ravenswood.

I give it to Uncle Jed!

Patient, doctor.

The kinfolk said, Jed, move away from there.

Mr. Clampett, you have my word of honor.

Doctor, may I?

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

The Clampett clan is fightin' mad, their honor's been besmirched.

Come and listen to my story about a man named Jed.

And now the Clampett clan is here to even up the score.

♪ Now here comes Granny's little band to free their leader Jed.

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

The Clampetts was a-planning for a wedding in the Vale, but they was duped.

And if they find one hair on Jed, that one hair you got will pay the price.

Oh, listen, Granny, I heard you and Uncle Jed talking about what to get me for Christmas.

Hillbilly, that is.

So, naturally, when they saw you walk in with your rifle, their first instinct was, well, it appeared to them that it was just... You're not mad, are you, Mr. Clampett?

There are no possums to hunt in Beverly Hills.