The Beverly Hillbillies.

Neither will the Brewster's.

Here you are, Miss Brewster.

What will I tell the Brewsters?

Hillbilly, that is.

Mr. Clampett, are the Brewsters still in the cabin?

So, Miss Brewster's going to ballin' again.

Chief, Mr. and Mrs. Brewster are here.

Here's the Howdin' Chicken for you, Miss Brewster.

Now that Miss Brewster's learned how to milk,

Mrs. Brewster's so happy, she went to crying.

What a terrible thing to do to the Brewsters.

Well, in here, Miss Brewster, you can have the pig.

Ned, on that Brewster escrow, knock 5% off our regular fee.

that Mr. Brewster had made us rich by buying our oil.

I reckon the Brewster's that look on it is downright unfriendly.

You see, the Brewsters have bought a vacant lot here in Beverly Hills, and that's where Mrs. Brewster wants to put up her dream house.

Jeff, want me to fetch a cow for Miss Brewster to milk?

You know, I could hardly sleep last night for worrying about the Brewsters.

It's the car up the driveway.