With a rifle?

I'll shoot with you, Mr. Drysdale.

I'll shoot with you, Mr. Drysdale.

You shoot skeet with a rifle?

How do folks live in these Beverly Hills without the necessities of life?

We'll lose, but we'll lose with honor.

Well, that's the job I'm commencing with.

But you've picked him to shoot with you, huh?

I thought you busted them things up with a gun.

But to do it with a rival is absolutely remarkable.

Let's see how Mr. Drysdale does with a scrub woman.

Not until we first have a little meeting with Mr. Pendleton.

My daughter, Ellie Mae, does just as good with her slingshot.

Why, with any one of you as my teammate, I can win tomorrow.

Isn't he Clampett's nephew, the one he shoots flies off the wall with?

You'd think bankers could afford new coats instead of covering them old ones with patches.

Mr. Hacker is back to see you, and the chairman of the rules committee is with him.

Well, to start off with, you can tell me how long you've been in the banking business.

I've been thinking, with Mr. Drysdale and Miss Jean both gone, maybe they need me over to the bank.

Mr. Hacker, it may interest you to know that the employee I have chosen to be my teammate has never in his entire life shot one single solitary clay bird.