A wing ding is a dance, a party.

For the Clampett party?

A party and a dance for young people.

Hillbilly, that is.

What is it, Elly?

like no bow is.

You reckon this is what them music fellows is gonna play?

Is she coming back to me?

Why, is my wig on crooked?

Boy, that is black gold, Texas tea.

Now, you see how easy it is?

You know, I've been wanting to throw a big party for Mr. Clampett, and now that he's paying for it, let's go all out.

I'll see what else is on the truck.

I hardly think this is suitable for our need.

This is a group that sings and plays musical instruments.

Well, this is the way all the fellas looks now.

This is a picture of you when you was my age.

I know it's plum past daylight, but Jethro is sleeping in this morning.

So they loaded up the truck and they moved to Beverly Hills, that is.

Well, I'll pass around my rheumatism medicine, and them that ain't rocking will think they is.