Golly, Uncle Jed, that's a good idea.

You know something, Jed?

Look at this, Uncle Jed.

The Beverly Hillbilly.

Well, the first thing you know, old Jed's a millionaire.

The kinfolk said, Jed, move away from there.

Come and listen to a story about a man named Jed, a poor mountaineer, barely kept his family fed.

Hey, Uncle Jed, it's another one of them big eggs.

Well, now it's time to say goodbye to Jed and all his kin.

Sure is a heap fancier than a gunny sack for toting game.

He's coming over here in a few minutes with something called a contract for Jethro.

Hillbilly, that is.

They work for bananas.

A body can't find no greens in these Beverly Hills.

What does it do for you?

Saved it for you, Mr. Durocher.

Jethro can knock it out for you if we can find something for him to throw.

So what does that do for me?

I'll fling it for you, Mr. Droescher.

A what?