Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You know doggone good and well your great grandpappy's name was Ezekiel.

Come look at Ma!

High society surprises.

Well, they was here before anybody else.

I know, Pa, but these little rascals cried something awful when we commenced to taking them all away from them.

And them folks just no use high society.

Well, you're getting me in one of them wigs.

Oh, dear, I forgot that Pearl has my car.

Where'd you learn how to speak Italian?

You can't sit over there, Jed.

Well, I know it ain't big enough, but it's fine for the pictures.

Pearl, Sibu play.

Come on, everybody's getting all dressed up.

The Beverly Hillbilly.

Now, Miss Smith-Standish wants us all to get dressed for reeling.

Now, if Mrs. Miss Standish verifies that the clampets are indeed first family material, then you too will be in the spotlight.

But all them society women in the beauty salon kept a-sayin' it to the fellas that was fixin' their hair.

Up to now, Mrs. Drysdale's treated us like wet dogs at a wedding.

Did it get smashed, too?

Now, now, you find out.

Oh, Miss Hathaway, take me home.

I declare, girl, you are the limit when it comes to dragging home critters.

Let's just start enjoying the game.

Pearl, how come you to be using Miss Drydale's car?

Come on out, Jethro.

Mr. Clampett, if your great-grandfather's name was Ezekiel, you are the Clampett the world is waiting to discover.

How could you explain this?

Now that's something we must see, Mrs. Drysdale.

Them surprises for everybody.