Jed Saves Drysdale's Marriage - The Beverly Hillbillies [S01E18]

Oh, Deco, stay in your room and protect me from that wild woman!

Young, glamorous, slim, trim, and beautiful.

You reckon he liked my yodeling?

Yes, sir, a man works hard all day, and when he gets home, he has a right to enjoy himself.

I'll explain.

Yes, sir, Mr. Drysdale, both them fine, hard-working, good-cooking housekeepingwomen is in the kitchen there.

I make a big soap to do a big job.

No.

Mr. Drysdale, I've got to ask you to keep a grip on yourself.

Your pretty, young, panty-playing ma has decided not to hide herself away out in the kitchen.

What I was going to say was, it seems to me that a handsome widow woman in a prime of life ought not to be hiding herself in the back part of the house, working over steaming pots and pans, and dipping her panty, playing fingers into soapy water, and hoarsening up her beautiful singing voice, yelling at granny.

It's one of my specialties.

Well, you had Mr. Dry Joe believing it was spring?

I want it, too.

Hey, Britney drove me crazy, too.

An unearthly screeching.

I wonder if I should have told Uncle Jed that Granny's waiting behind the door with a skillet to whomp the first person that sets foot in her kitchen.

Really, Jay?

To take over the running of my house?

Melbourne Drysdale speaking.

Go to the health bar.

That poor man in there is so sick of his drinking wife, he is wanting to marry either one of you two.

That's all downhill.

Now, you can't eat the food, but you won't leave hungry.

Well, it curdled the milk clean out to the kitchen.