Jed Clampett banker Beverly Hillbillies
The Beverly Hillbillies gave us one of the greatest character arcs in television history: Jed Clampett goes from hunting possums to running a bank. It's the ultimate plot twist, a hillbilly's common sense taking on Wall Street greed.
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It's alright if I try it without this little coat? Oh yes, Mr. Clavitt. But I wouldn't suggest you trying it with a rifle, because when you yell, Poo, those targets are gonna shoot out there at 60 miles an hour. Poo! Broken. Shattered it. Sorry about that. I just meant to nick it so you could use it again. Well, Jed, from the looks of all them broken dishes out there, you ain't the first one that made a mistake. No, Granny, you don't understand. You see, the object of the game is to break the target. But to do it with a rifle is absolutely remarkable. Oh, shucks, that ain't nothing. A lot easier than shooting flies. Can I try? Yes, of course, but I think you better use the shotgun. Oh, this here is Granny's. This here is the gun I'm used to. Leader of my Jethro. Okay, Uncle Jed. Pull! Pull! Pull! Pull! Fantastic feet. Yeah, they're big, all right, but they help them to stay steady. Step aside, Jeff Rowan. Give me a whack at busting them things. Can you fling two at once? Yes, but fling! Fling two more, I got another barrel left.
