The Beverly Hillbillies.

Jed.

That's all right, Jed.

You don't call him Jed.

But, Uncle Jed, it's true.

Hillbilly, that is.

The kinfolk said, Jed, move away from there.

But Uncle Jed, that throne is... Drive on, boy.

Well, the first thing you know, old Jed's a millionaire.

Jed says I'm just as good as the rest of you.

Now it's time to say goodbye to Jed and all his kin.

So they loaded up the truck and removed the beverly.

Come and listen to a story about a man named Jed, a poor mountaineer, barely kept his family fed.

And then one day he was shooting at some food, and up to the ground come a bubbling crude.

Oil, that is.

Black gold.

Swimming pools, movie stars.

Doinks and tally-ho, my liege, or Junk Row Depot Dean, at thy service.

What's got into you, boy, and what's that you got into?

These are the kind of royal raiments we's going to be wearing over at your castle.