You done busted them, didn't you?

If you ain't careful, you'll bust them.

I thought you busted them things up with a gun.

Step aside, Jethro, and give me a whack at busting them things.

Get out of my bank.

Of course, it don't take much shooting to bust them great big saucers, especially if you got a good rifle.

But, Mr. Hacker, Mr. Clampett is out.

Out shooting flies over his front wall?

Then alert everyone to say he's out for the balance of the day.

He might be out at the skeet place waiting for you.

He was out there in front of the house shooting flies off the wall.

Because I told Jethro to take him out to the skeet club.

Here, Pearl knows how much to let this out for me.

I've got a new cashier that can out-shoot Davy Crockett.

The skeet championship out the window, and now those crazy Clampetts are shooting at passing cars.

When they come in fast out of the sun, it's hard to tell them apart.

I'd like to point out it is not too late to do the decent thing.

You mean to tell me you shoot flies sitting on that wall out there?

Uncle Jed, Mr. Drysdale said I was to take you out to the skeet shooting range.

Are you sure it's all right for us to go on out there without you, Jeff?