Mr. Domo?

Ready to go, Mr. Corbett?

How's that look, Mr. Drydale?

We leave her, Mr. Domo.

Mr. Drysdale knows about this?

Mr. Drysdale has suggested a debtor's prison.

Jane, I don't see nothing of Jethro and Mr. Drysdale.

Oh, I'd better hurry back to the office, Mr. Clampett.

Mr. Favresham, sir, where will we all go to?

Mr. Crampett, we have to go back to the United States.

Well, that's what Mr. Drysdale said was owed on the place.

Take Mr. Dryadale out to the kitchen and fix him a cup of coffee.

Mr. Clampett has arranged that we shall all get our back wages.

Well, the truck's a bit slower than my car, Mr. Clavin, but they'll get home all right.

I know how much you and Mr. Jenkins and these folks enjoy living in the castle, so here's a little something for you.

Because of the death of your distant cousin, the late Marcus.

Of course!

Oh, the shame of it!

Just the two of us?

Plenty of what?