Where's the rest of the phone?

The Beverly Hillbilly.

The dear old girl loves to look at the stars and the bright lights.

The parlor's in here!

Oh, a little older, white hair, but you know the old saying, snow on the roof doesn't mean the fire's out in the furnace.

Hey, that's the wrong way!

The wolf of Wilshire Boulevard.

Oh, you play the harmonica.

Three o'clock in the morning.

Dog, if that ain't got the Sibley sound buster back right off the floor!

That's why we brung the truck.

Your wife is on the phone.

They're calling you the playboy banker.

Sweetest little woman in the world.

This is the table we want.

What's the matter with you, Cliffy?

Well, not the kind you're doing.

When old Jim gets to stomping, he plum knocks the hay out of the loft.

What do you think of the idea?

We left them off at the Watusiagogo.