It isn't your money.

But he took your money.

Short of money, short of talent.

I don't want no more money.

And you wonder where your money went.

How could all that money be gone?

Like you ain't got no more money.

And we can't leave town owin' money.

It took them both to tote your money.

That's where your money went, leaving town with him.

I'll tell you where your money went, Jed Clampett!

Now let's go figure out how to raise that money.

Oh, yeah, you made these to peddle to help raise money.

I don't believe Mr. Drysdale poisoned our pond no more than I believe we spent all our money.

Yeah, but now that we don't need the money, we got ourselves a couple of weeks of company eating.