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Morning, neighbor.

He ain't no bigger than an ant.

I could become the laughing stock of Beverly Hills.

I want to draw up some money.

This is for your dear friend, John Brewster.

I ain't got wings, feathers, or a beak, and you ain't getting me off the ground.

Just tell him Mr. Clampett owns your biggest oil field.

Always got the answer.

Yeah, Plum forgot about that.

What is it, Mr. Drysdale?

He liked the service so well, he bought a round-trip ticket.

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What is the job, Mr. Clampett?

Yes, I know, but here the line goes under the city of Beverly Hills, and it would be almost impossible to get under the... Surprise!