Go on.

Let's go inside.

Here we go.

Let's get going, Opal!

He's going into town, Granny.

I want you to go see it.

Oh, Granny says Jethro's going to be a movie star.

Now, I'm going to show you the Stanislavski method of acting.

If I don't like movie star, then I'll go back to brain surging.

Well, Granny, you and me don't go to a whole heap of pictures, neither.

Where's Jethro going in such an all-fire hurry, bellowing like a bee-stung calf?

Well, now that you're going to be an important movie producer, you deserve the best.

I'd be right pleasured if my family would just go back to acting like my family again.

Right.

Now don't forget, tomorrow it's my turn to serve him breakfast in bed.

Well, all right, Jethro.

Hurry now.

Goodness knows, Jed, I ain't one to complain.

But when able-bodied folks have to have their riddles toted up to bed to them, I think it's downright sinful and lazy.

especially when they bear the proud name of Clampett.