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Or you and me have powwow.
Oh, Granny!
It's all right, Granny.
Wigs to fool the engines when they goes to scalp us.
Oh, the boy don't speak Crowfoot neither.
I can't understand it, Ellie.
Send a message to my red brothers.
Yeah!
Come on, Jethro, we gotta spread the alarm.
Would you talk to her?
Don't leave us to the mercy of them red devils!
I ain't seen a thing.
Comes by an honest.
You!
We can only hold them off so long.
We couldn't get no answer at her house.
Mr. Drawsdale's been hit.
He ain't taking their word for it.
Well, make it look real.
Just because they were starving.
I'm afraid she's with the Indians.
He likes to put people on with that Indian talk.
Y'all come back now, hear?
I know Jed Clampett.
Just tell them to keep those Clampett millions rolling in.
Tell them Milburn Drysdale, their friend, speak with straight tongue.
That's what General Custer said.
The ones that are on the warpath!
How do you do?
Granny, I just talked to Mr. Brewster.
Ain't we gonna shoot him?
I don't know if I hit me, but I sure got a mess of feathers.
Swimming pools, movie stars.
Was she missing any hair?
But now it's time to say goodbye to Jed and all his kin.
The whole city, the bug tussle will be in flames.