The Beverly Hillbillies.

Forget it, boys.

Now get into some dry clothes, boy.

You boys aren't going to get anything out of Mr. Clampett.

Hillbilly, that is.

How are you, Beverly?

Honored guests, citizens of Beverly Hills,

You hear that little Beverly Keeter serving middle?

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

We went to every market in Beverly Hills, and would you believe it?

Plus hammer, saw, trowel, and a gold nail in honor of the golden anniversary of Beverly Hills.

Thank you.

Great galloping bullfrogs.

Where are you going in that city, dude?

Get up.

Granny, I told you, Mr. Drydale's fixing to build a new bank, and he invited me to the festivities.

And you're wearing them clothes as many barn raisins you've been to?

There'll be no barn raisin, Granny.

Barn raisin, bank raisin, what's the difference?

There's dirt to shovel, cement to mix, boards to be sawed and nailed up.