The Beverly Hillbillies.

Hillbilly, that is.

Grab yourself a pickle or a fistful of crackers while we visit.

You think you can get your old bus down the door or let's stop him?

You and Mr. Drydale can have eight or 10 good hot games while I cut his hair.

Maybe we can have an early bird sale, nickel or dime off on every dress bought before six o'clock in the morning.

Still the most beautiful dress shop in Beverly Hills.

Granny says Beverly Hills ain't no place to run a store.

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

Well, Granny, I don't hardly think the stores in Beverly Hills open this early.

They are three of Beverly Hills' most distinguished citizens, a bank president and two multimillionaires.

I could make a sign, carry it all over Beverly Hills saying, follow me to Granny's store.

Hey, the phone's ringing in there.

I better get back to work on this lock.

That's the burglar alarm.

You mean somebody's trying to rob this store?

Yeah, wise guy.

Don't move!

Joe!

Look, Mr. Policeman, I better explain something to you.