The Beverly Hillbilly.

And the treasurer.

And the nice president.

And the other president.

Hillbilly, that is.

Well, pucker up and seal off the wisecracks.

Pucker up and use it.

You, too, Granny and Jethro.

And Clampko that wise mouth.

Pencils and plenty of siphon paper for the treasurer.

I'll continue to make all the decisions and all the investments just as I have in the past.

I'm talking about you and me.

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

You just fill that lunchbox with ham hocks and black-eyed peas and chitlins, and you can hold your own with any of them.

Get in there and get your treasure.

Now, you and Ellie run down to the cashier, fella, and get a big heaping box of it.

We have unlimited capital and we... Great Scott!

Got your name on a door and everything.

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

And we're going to have one of them in our office like Mr. Drydale and me, one like Miss Jane?