Yes, I have to be getting to the office.

My secretary's gone and there's someone in the honor office.

Come and listen to my 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 through the ground come a bubbling crude.

Boy, that is black gold, Texas tea.

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

The Beverly Hillbilly.

Uncle Jed, are you going to let Ellie keep that beaver?

Why?

Because that rascal took all of my firewood and built a dam across the cement pond.

That's the nature of the critter.

She has kind of perked up since he come to town.

Jethro, did you get the fire going under my applesauce kettle?

No, ma'am.

Well, get out and get at it!

But Granny, the wood's wet.

Thank you.

I declare, Jed, that boy... Hey, Granny, if the wood's wet, how can I start a... Get!

Granny, you're mighty fancied up for applesauce making, ain't you?

Miss Dry-Dealed Paul.