Cousin Ellie?

Ellie Mae Clampett... and Grandma Clampett.

Oh, and this here is my daughter, Elly May.

Sounds like Ellie got him.

Why don't you go out and make up with your cousin Ellie?

You're mighty fetching in a dress, Ellie.

The Beverly Hillbillies.

Jen, Ellie threw me down in my head again.

They'll be happy to know that I'm making splendid progress with Ellie Mae.

Ellie throwed him, all right, but I caught him before he hit the floor.

You know, Ellie, I'd like you to wear one of them dresses kind of regular.

Well, Ellie, I'd rather you put on one of them pretty dresses that Miss Hathaway got you.

Why, we'd be just... That's that no-good fat rascal that wouldn't let Ellie and me in to help Miss Drysdale when she was sobering up.

Hillbilly, that is.

And goodbye.

Me and Granny will talk it over, and I'll call you.

Are you doin' the washin' and the scrubbin' and the cleanin' fur?

Yeah, just enough for some onions and taters and some Rudy bakers.

And salted-down possum belly.

Nor porn and squirrel shank.