Lafe Lingers On - The Beverly Hillbillies [S02E18]

Make yourself comfortable, Mr. Crick.

I'm not much of a one for setting around.

Granny, don't get yourself all angered up.

I did!

Two drips ado, all is well.

Why, he'd mealy mouth you out of your eye teeth and sell them back to you.

I was counting on that.

Job?

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

You're right.

Well, Jethro is taking Lathe to work.

I want to do it all myself.

Like that, Jed and me.

Oh, no, no, no.

Yes, sir.

Don't go on a death row.

Shucks, no.

Yes, sir.

Uh, if you put it that way, I'm afraid I can't take the job.

Old Leif done got himself a job.

Granny, Skipper and me's ready to help dig your root cellar.

Now, maybe if you was to help me, I could get to my feet and make my way to the table.

Yay!

Will you just forget it, Mr. Bank.

Set a spell.