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You're right, Granny, but I'm sure that Colonel Blake didn't come over here to talk about that.

Why don't you come along with me and we'll get you started on your qualification test.

Call me Uncle Uly.

Why, she's just a baby.

Old Grant seemed like a pretty decent sort of fella.

That'd mean I had $200, but no cents.

Hillbilly millionaire?

Well, Granny, that was my job.

Our beloved leader.

Colonel Grant, nice seeing you.

Oh, your grandmother wears army boots.

Whatever are you talking about?

Oh, Granny will love me.

Well, my friend Drysdale tells me that Clampett is worth about $60 or $70 million.

He meant to say the war between the states.

For a 150-year-old cigar-smoking, whiskey-drinking, south-scorching, carpet-bagging Yankee general,

And chasing him?

I just got your call.

Took a whole gun crew.

Strong as an ox.