The Beverly Hillbillies.

We'll work out something.

But I've got enough for a potus for you.

Hillbilly, that is.

My secretary's looking for a possum juggler.

Don't leave Beverly Hills.

Well, I'm afraid there's not... Granny, Granny, Mr. Drysdale has something very important to discuss with you.

Granny just slipped her mind for a minute.

Like that ungrateful, good-for-nothing Clyburn feller.

Say, uh, Granny, it's coming on for nightfall.

We ain't gonna be late for the parade, are we?

I reckon he's going to join us for the parade.

But this is Beverly Hills.

If you make trouble for the Kravitz, I'll be facing major surgery.

You see, I really came to deliver a message for Granny.

Show him what my hair-growing polis did for you, Jed.

They would like to thank you folks for kindly dropping in.

I have a few oaths for you that Hippocrates never even heard of.

I reckon he wants to thank you for curing him of his sickness.

A policeman, he gave me a ticket and said it was for parking there.