I will, Ellie.

The lovely Ellie May.

Now you simmer down, Ellie.

Don't squeeze too hard, Ellie Mae.

Nice of him, ain't it, Ellie Mae?

The Beverly Hillbilly.

Jethro and Ellie Mae and me will be back directly.

When you go hunting, Ellie, you gotta have something to shoot at.

Granny, Ellie Mae, Pearl, we's all going over to look at a piece of hunting property Mrs. Jones has got.

Hillbilly, that is.

Mr. Clampett, if I may, as owner of Hollywood Bowl, I become an expert judge of musical talent, and I wonder if I might hear Mrs. Bodine perform.

That's a mighty pretty name for a woman.

Set a spell.

Pearl, that's a sure trick of a crooked horse trader.

As a matter of fact, you've got a wonderful family.

Is that a fact?

Face down right mean a honkin' and a yellin' like thing.

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

Isn't that a wild one?

$20,000 and $5 a head?