The Beverly Hillbilly.

You're Jed Clampett.

You know something, Jed?

Oh, Jed, I ain't neither.

Jed, did you hear that?

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

Hillbilly, that is.

Uncle Jed, you just gotta buy this.

Jed Clampett, just like mother described you.

Uh, Jed, why don't we take a run over there and have a look around?

Mr. Clampett, if I may, as owner of Hollywood Bowl, I become an expert judge of musical talent, and I wonder if I might hear Mrs. Bodine perform.

Let her win, Jed, for once she's right.

The kinfolk said, Jed, move away from there.

That's a mighty pretty name for a woman.

Set a spell.

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

Pearl, that's a sure trick of a crooked horse trader.

As a matter of fact, you've got a wonderful family.

Is that a fact?

Face down right mean a honkin' and a yellin' like thing.