No, Granny, you don't understand.

Oh, this here is Granny's.

Well, that's what I said, Granny.

The Beverly Hillbillies.

No, no, Granny, we don't use cups, just these saucers.

It's getting rusty, and so am I. Well, fine, Granny.

Oh, you do, Granny, but that's just what they call a skeet shooting place.

Hillbilly, that is.

So they loaded up the truck and they moved to Beverly.

You'll have to go somehow to shoot Hawkeye Crandall.

When you was 12, your feet were so big you used to have to go down to the crossroads to turn around.

Don't tell me she's going to try to hit something.

That's the reason I want to talk to Mr. Drydale.

Try to make it.

He said you don't have to come to the bank today.

Because I told Jethro to take him out to the skeet club.

You waiting to see me?

It's nice to see you.

Well, Emae, wouldn't you like to try to hit one of the targets?

I'd like to point out it is not too late to do the decent thing.