Wait a minute, Jed.

A Beverly Hillbilly.

This here's Jed Clampett.

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

The kinfolk said, Jed, move away from there.

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

For a starter, hauling moonshine.

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

We want you to be a guest of the county for a while.

I am a Beverly Hills banker.

What for?

I'm here to take your hungover friend for a walk.

I'm looking for a fellow by the name of Drysdale.

Hillbilly, that is.

They've got him for vagrancy, bootlegging, and contributing to the delinquency of a bear.

We drive up to a farmhouse, use the phone, ask for a little food, they stick the dogs on us.

He claims he's a president of a bank in Beverly Hills.

That's country justice for you.

And leaving this cell door open, hoping that I'll make a break for it, huh?

I can vouch for his character.