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Mr. Drysdale, you're just the fellow I'm looking for.

She only... Well, she did.

Ain't that pitiful?

We've been yelling shoo-wee for four years.

I've been waiting for that.

I'm Ellie's granny.

He's just out hunting with my cousin Jethro.

Granny, he could be sent to prison.

You call that soup company.

Granny, you won't have to leave.

Granny, you've done the right thing.

If he ain't gonna do it as a favor, I ain't gonna force him.

I am not going to face this alone!

What y'all talking about?

Mr. Clampett, I'm sure you're going to be very happy to know that both my own soup company and Mr. Dickerback's ad agency are opening substantial accounts at Mr. Drysdale's bank.

I'm sorry chief, I wish there was some way I could help.

Not while you got that axe in your hand, I hate you.

All right, Granny, what are you up to this time?

Mr. Clever just signed the papers.

I'm certain that I can persuade Mr. Clampett to sign them.

All right, Granny, can we see you at the kettle, please?

Ain't that pitiful poor child.

There's no telling what she might say.