Jethro.

Jethro?

Where's Jethro?

All right, Jethro.

Now then, Jethro.

Well, Jethro, hello.

Jethro, don't you hate anybody?

Jethro, you're quite a remarkable boy.

The Beverly Hillbilly.

Jethro's mother misunderstood my invitation to the couch.

Jethro, a simple physical examination is no problem.

Jethro is the most uncomplicated teenager I've ever met.

Oh, you don't have to worry about that, Jethro.

Jethro, you are like a magnificent skyscraper with an uncompleted penthouse.

You mean to tell me that that beautiful and fragile-looking girl can engage you in combat and emerge victorious?

Maybe I ought to ride into town with them and stop off at Dr. Twomley's office, see what's happened with Jethro.

Hillbilly, that is.

I don't use this kind of stuff in Beverly Hills.

I'm glad to get shit of the rascal.

Well, I'll be getting back to the bank, Gene.