JED IS ON THE PHONE WITH MR. DRYSDALE.

Well, Mr. Drysdale, I learned those steps back in the hills when I was just a young man. I don't know anything about Washburn.

But, you see, if you make this person believe you are Steps Washburn, we, I mean, you, stand to make a great deal of money.

But, I've already got enough money.

Hello? .... Mr. Drysdale? ... Hello?

Ah, oh yes, I'm still here Mr. Clampett. I was just caught off guard when you said you had enough money.

Well, what if I were to bring this person to your house later on so they could see you weren't Mr. Washburn?

That'd be OK with me. Granny will fix some crawdad gizzards for y'all.

Well, as tempting as that sounds, we probably will only be able to stay a short while. They will see you are not Mr. Washburn and will immediately want to leave.

Say, who was this Steps feller?

He was a terrific dancer who knew all the old country dance moves. He was, as you hill folk say, mighty sweet.

Hill folk? ... Mighty sweet?

Listen Mr. Drysdale, I gotta go syphon the cement pond contents again. Jethro says Grannie has tried to make another batch of lye soap and something went wrong. Bye.

But, Mr. Clampett ...

(to Miss Jane)

I think he hung up.

Chief! You gotta stop them. The city will sue them for everything they have if they pollute things again!

(staring straight at Miss Jane)

You better hurry up and get over there!

What are you going to do?

I am going to try to fool this person into believing that I am Steps Washburn.

Good luck with that.

Did I mention that ole Steps was blind?

A blind dancer?

Used his sence of smell to guide his every move.

Whaaaat!?

They say he could be led off a high stage if the odor of partially digested onions was in the air.

Gross! And dangerous!

Very much so.