The Beverly Hillbilly.

Hillbilly, that is.

And Granny.

Stand around and sip tea and listen to music and boring conversations.

Jethro, you and me got to get the shovel and the spade and the tater fork all honed up nice and bright.

Elmer and me's ready.

And don't you cry.

Jim, everything's home and sharpened.

And we give our promise?

And they still won't dance.

And this here is Granny.

Now, you and Ravenswood run along home and I'll handle everything, all right?

And we'll be on time, too.

And please take the freight elevator.

Come on, everybody, let's load up and cut through the hedge and get to the party.

Everybody gets together and makes a quilt.

So they loaded up the truck and they moved to Beverly Hills, that is.

Yes, one's heart has withered and turned brown.

And I warn you, Milburn, if they ruin my pad and pie... Now, Margaret, Margaret, will you relax, dear?

And then one day he was shooting at some food, and up through the ground come a bubbling crude.