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

The Beverly Hillbilly.

The kinfolk said, Jed, move away from there.

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

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

You see, my son Jethro's in California with Cousin Jed, leaving us no man to protect us.

Jed Clampett, ma'am, and this here is... And you expect me to believe that you have $25 million?

I'll bet your rich uncle Jed has Jethro duded up like one of them actors in movie pictures.

He seen your sister at the cabin when I went there to keep an eye on it for Cousin Jed.

Hillbilly, that is.

It's a rule.

He's a boy.

Set a spell.

Just a minute.

Oh, Jethreen says he's a flashy dresser and a fancy talker and drives a sporty car.

A fifth grade size.

A letter of what?

Nope, just a letter.

That's a funny name.

Ain't he a sport, Ma?