The Beverly Hillbilly.

Hillbilly, that is.

Well, send out for it.

How much for the four of us?

I blame myself for what happened, Mr. Clampett.

Do your funny little walk for us, Charlie.

Well, I got a real treat for you.

Sir Trevor's been yelling for younger and prettier girls.

That's where they get the stars ready for the camera.

I can cook riddles for who gives a... That's a spirit.

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

Well, I got to admire you for saying it to my face.

What do you send for possum shanks and pickled krill a day?

Uh, that makeup room where they get folks looking good for the camera?

Well, we whittled up our idea for something better to do, I reckon.

They work on him for three hours every morning getting him to look like that.

I say, old boy, did you find me a young pretty girl for the midnight strangulation scene?

Now, Miss Clampett, you're standing under the streetlamp, waiting for your sweetheart, and suddenly... But I ain't got no sweetheart.

Oh, by the way, Mr. Clampett, Sir Trevor would like you to join him for lunch in his dressing room.

I told you to take them to the executive dining room and keep them busy eating for a while, didn't I?