Your cousin.

That ruined your hair.

Take your shoes off.

What happened to your car?

Mrs. Drysdale, your husband's here.

What happened to your beautiful spring hat?

You can wear your store-boughten hair.

Your pictures will be in every newspaper.

After all, you let Pearl take your car.

I'll fetch your lap organ in for you.

Tell me, confidentially, what did happen to your hat?

I'm your ma, uh, s'il vous plait, best friend.

The earlier your kinfolk got here, higher up that puts you.

You know doggone good and well your great grandpappy's name was Ezekiel.

Discovering that your next-door neighbors may be descendants of the very first settlers.

Since that historical lady found out that your ancestors come to this country for the Mayflower.

Did you ask your teacher over to pot school about that music like I told you?

Mr. Clampett, if your great-grandfather's name was Ezekiel, you are the Clampett the world is waiting to discover.

Uh, Mr. Clampett, will you tell your cousin Pearl that my car and chauffeur are at her disposal?

All of you go and put your clothes on, and when Miss Dandy sees us, she won't have to be shamed.