It's been cloudy a lot of years.

I think it's the Las Vegas chapter of the Harvard Club.

Why, of course not.

The one great love of his life.

With your approval, of course.

Of course I'm all right.

I won five out of nine.

I can't even decide between the two of them.

A picture of Daddy for your desk.

That's one-fourth of everything I got.

Now, who is to be the object of my attention?

And I've had a fabulous run of luck.

He even went to the desert, hoping that the blazing sun would burn from his heart the bittersweet memories of those moments of ecstasy spent with you.

Oh, I've got the weight on you of those clampet millions.

Granny, you look like you stepped right out of the catalog.

Well, you wasn't here, Lowell, and I... Well, we figured you'd take some of the burden off of Mr. Dry-Daisy.

That's right, and it seemed to have brought me a remarkable piece of luck.

Well, I don't remember seeing any of her, but... Granny Clampett.

He's been talking of nothing but you since he flew in.

Well, John, what do you think of my financial advisors, huh?