He's a boy.

Oh, Diana, I'd like you to bring me one of our boys' uniforms to show these gentlemen.

Well, the boy must be a genius.

I'm going to give the boy my personal special attention.

I want you to be a good boy, make good marks, so you'll all be proud of you.

You come to take me to school?

Give my love to all, and be a good boy.

You want me to help let them out?

Leave me.

Otherwise, the boys of millionaires are apt to be taunted by the really rich.

Me too, Jethro.

Some of the other boys here in Beverly Hills might not have it so good.

Jed Clampett, ma'am, and this here is... And you expect me to believe that you have $25 million?

Get me Melbourne Drysdale at the Commerce Bank.

Ellie, me, and Granny didn't come.

Please let me go with Jethro.

You don't know how hard it is for two girls living alone like Jethreen and me.

Mr. Brewster throwed his arms around me.

I'd help me in his strong embrace.

Mr. Drysdale gave me some pictures of him.