The Beverly Hillbilly.

Jed ain't fancy enough for city folks.

Fella just delivered it for Uncle Jed.

That rent's for $2,500 a month.

Mr. Whitman, Jed.

She looks like she's dressed for a dance.

This corporation is just a formality for tax purposes.

Hold on, Uncle Jed.

JED will be president.

He says it ain't time yet for a meeting of the board.

I always had a kind of a hankering for one of them fancy leather lunchboxes like you two.

Yeah, these are my disrespect for you being a vice president and all.

For Vice President Browning.

Well, you better forget it for sure, because folks out here never vote for me for president.

Thanks for the lunch, Fleming.

Hillbilly, that is.

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

Only the best for President Clampett.

We'll be looking for you, President.

Now, Ellie Mae, it just don't seem fitting for the president of a big corporation to have to get his secretary out of a tree.