A Man for Elly - The Beverly Hillbillies [S02E15]

Don't he have no sweetheart like Hoot Gibson always had?

Oh, bless you, Quirt.

My goodness, I just love animals like these.

I'm only on the show because my father's the sponsor.

Granny!

Really?

I told Quirk where to look.

You asked the Drysdale's, could you buy her some onion?

That's my real name, you see.

Well, so long, y'all.

Hey, they ought to go dandy in here.

I tell you, Granny, that little fella is a crack shot.

Told the fella down at the store about Granny watching TV all day instead of cooking, so he sold me these TV fiddles, all packaged up and ready to eat.

Say your prayers, yellow bellies.

Come on!

Thank you.

Even with 30 or 40 bullets in him, he's more than a match for... Shh!

Ever since she found out it wasn't a washing machine, she ain't been more than three feet away from it.

But Skipper found some on the way, and we didn't have to bother nobody.

Granny, Mr. Clampett, Quirt Manley just turned into your driveway.

I sure would like to know where to find that Quirt Manley.

I know, but I don't stand much chance with her.

At least wise he'd have a fighting chance.

Yes, sir.

That's a fact.