I will, Ellie.

The lovely Ellie May.

Now you simmer down, Ellie.

Don't squeeze too hard, Ellie Mae.

Nice of him, ain't it, Ellie Mae?

The Beverly Hillbilly.

Ain't he a nice man?

Jethro and Ellie Mae and me will be back directly.

When you go hunting, Ellie, you gotta have something to shoot at.

That's a mighty pretty name for a woman.

Granny, Ellie Mae, Pearl, we's all going over to look at a piece of hunting property Mrs. Jones has got.

Never mind, old man Ranny.

He ain't no mountain man.

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

Girl, this'll sure be a dandy place for you.

There's an article here concerning a countenance man known to be operating in this area.

And it's mighty nice to feel the firm, friendly grip of a real mountain man again.

You know, the odds are 1,001 against this confidence man singling out the Clampetts, and even greater against them falling for it.

Hillbilly, that is.

Is it for sale?