Mr. Clampett.

Howdy there, Mr. Crick.

I don't recall Jethro mentioning Isabel's name since way last summer when she won that beauty contest.

Call up Mr. Dreiser to see who's closer.

Mr. Drysdale said we should always ask for the best.

Mr. Crick, I don't think I want to get married to nobody.

Well, Mr. Crick... You call me daddy now you're marrying up with my daughter?

I do hope you'll tell Mr. Drysdale how well we have treated you here.

The Beverly Hillbillies.

Think about how Isabelle's the prettiest girl in the hills.

Shake on the side.

How soon's the wedding?

Well then we climb into the back of the truck and eat all the fiddles that's left!

Jethro, uh... The girl you're gonna marry is waiting in the house.

Jethro done got the notion.

You keep the good stuff.

You put the truck away.

Hey, Jack, you the horse!

Let me see the letters.

Love comes from the heart.