I declare, I never thought I'd see the day the Jet Clampett was scared to kill a turkey.

Make mine a dry martini.

Can she make a pumpkin pie, Billy?

Now you do your best to make friends with everybody.

Hold it, hold it, hold it, hold it.

I don't reckon even Ellie would want to make a pet out of him.

Don't tell me she's making a pet out of our Thanksgiving riddles, is she?

I can't do it.

Can you do it?

Well, get at it.

My mother fixed it.

It's a turkey gobble.

There it is again.

Then I'll get it.

Is it a deal?

How's it coming, Jethro?

Oh, no, it won't.

It was Elmer here.

Give it to me.

I declare Duke, if Mr. Drysdale give us a string of weenies, that girl'll make pets out of him.