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Uh, Mr. Drysdale, if we can't have this one made over to Granny, could we get her one of her own?

Sometimes makes you feel a lot better just to talk about it.

I don't want to be within 10 miles of this place.

I mean... Open this door!

The crazy darn fool thing had sleeves that tied in the back.

Ma'am, please, ma'am, control yourself.

Yeah, Ellie and Gray, and Jess will come back?

And you got to go to college to be a real doctor.

We all want to hear the inspiring story of how Mr. Clampett made his fortune.

What's the matter, Ellie?

I've been spoke to, Granny.

So they loaded up the truck and they moved to Beverly Hills, that is.

I have done my last doctrine, and that's that.

And it's got her husband just raging mad.

Finish putting the chairs around for the next busload of sick folks.

Well, that don't make no difference.

You know I ain't no doctor.

Now, hold on, mister.

Well, I ain't no bird doctor, but I can give her some breadcrumbs and straw and make her comfortable.

Dean Emerson, on behalf of Mr. Clampett, I am pleased to present this check to my old alma mater.