Mr. Jed?

Where's Jed?

Uncle Jed!

A Beverly Hillbilly.

Jed owns it.

Your uncle Jed.

Who's them goomers, Jed?

Well, the first thing you know, old Jed's a millionaire.

Yeah, Jed, don't sell our house.

Jed Clavin, but... Thank you very much.

The kinfolk said, Jed, move away from there.

Come and listen to my story about a man named Jed, a poor mountaineer, barely kept his family fed.

Well, now it's time to say goodbye to Jed and all his kin.

Hillbilly, that is.

You get into this car, all of you, and take this stuff back... Uncle Jed... Excuse me, you're getting fingerprints all over my car.

A fountain.

Comes from a critter called a Bergdorf.

I can pitch a tent, dig a cave, build a tree house.

With a statue.

Well, quite a spell.