These letters was wrote way last summer.

May we burn?

Oh, here we are.

Don't you know what we do?

You know, we just poor gully jumpers.

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

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

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

You might, in a subtle way, of course, let the bride know that she is getting ten perfect carrots.

We don't roost high on a hill like you folks.

Then we's got some talking to do, man to man.

Yes, sir, Jed, everybody always did say we had the two prettiest girls in the hill.

Well, yes, but we sell only the very finest and most expensive pieces.

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

You don't want him to think we ain't never seen a butler before, do you?

Well, Leif, we got plenty of room to take care of you and Essie Bell right here.

Of course, after Jethro and Essie Bell's proper hitch, then we gonna be wanting to live near our kinfolk.

Every day after work, she picks me up and we drive up into the hills and park and watch the sun go down.

The Beverly Hillbillies.

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