Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It's more than a dollar a day.

without there's a lot of deep roots a-holding it up.

And you ain't wearing no coonskin hat.

Get those hands up. Come on, move fast. Move.

Zeb Andrews got a piece of bottomland, that's it, ain't it?

What are you doing here, George?

He hunted high and low for that old...

Hold your fire!

You was fighting.

That's something for the rest of you men to remember.

Now, $70 is a lot of money for a fellow like you to get his hands on.

We're not far enough back.

what I'd like to know is, how do you fellows get into this valley?

Well, York, what you've just told me is the most extraordinary thing of all.

I'd guess it'd make a heap of difference, wouldn't it?

I want to talk to you, Zeb, about... About that there piece of land.

I asked you how your ma was.

Ed Morgan's gonna do the fiddling.

He's gonna yank you straight down to hell.

Watch this fellow.

- But I can get it for you by Saturday. - Saturday ain't Tuesday.

- Fetch me a pail of water, George. - Yessum.

Why don't you have a turn with her, Alvin? Take you back to your log rolling days.

Oh, yes, they are.

The mare was in foal.

Word just come. They're a-taking you for the army.

why don't we drink against something?

- What are we gonna do about it? - Get 'em.

I think that's what he wanted.

Is that the new seed you was gonna send for?

- It weren't much. - Alvin York...

against the Book and its teachings?

- What's happened, Luke? - It's war.

You couldn't be taking 'em off our hands, could you?

Satan's got you by the shirttail, Alvin.

- Wait a minute! - Get out of here!

How do they stand so far, Luke?

Well, that, it means, if you're exempted, you don't have to go.

well, I don't want to be no corporal.

- George. - Yes, Ma?

But here's another book, York. The History of the United States.

Alvin cut dead center all four times.

Sam... Sam's right scared.

- You will? - Report to me as soon as you get back.

We haven't room for that many here. Take them back up the line.

- I sure am. - Well, he might be,

Tell 'em to drop their belts.

Look at that there big woman.

York, take over.

- Yeah. - I'm aiming to cut five targets

Hey, tell 'em to halt.

Be a-watching 'em, Joe.

How you gonna answer that, York?

You better sight him mighty fine, Alvin. That there is the last turkey.

- You mean... - Only, it's 200 acres

Gee, he captured hundreds of Boche and machine guns.

- Oh, you are, are you? - Now, now, now. Hush up, you two.

I reckon I know where your brother's at.

- Oh, you are, are you? - Yessum.

- The kind I got's the kind you teached me. - I know that.

Folks back home used to say I could shoot a rifle before I was weaned.

We're gonna get about 60.

Then they'd better not catch up with me, 'cause they'll be a-wishing they hadn't. I...

Not a cent. $120.

and finally to the General Board in Washington.

Why, I sure wish the Lord would throw in.

Why, it kind of cuts down the haze.

Don't want you to be remembering me like this.

and couldn't expose themselves to the fire from the ridge.

- Thank you. - Good luck.

- I'm right proud of Alvin. - Got a right to be.

Now look, Mr. Pile,

- You ready back there? - Okay here.

- God. - Country.

That's a Yank, all right.

I could figure something out.

Oh, eggs are eggs, I reckon.

- Am I marrying a piece of land? - Yes. No.

Well, I couldn't rightly expect Zeb to hold it for me all this time.

- You don't say? - Yes, sir.

Well, I never thought much on it.

Okay, Bert. The Express has gone through.

Well, look, a subway is a big hole in the ground, see?

Now, wait a minute. Here. There it is right there, see?

Come on, you, put your hands up and keep 'em up.

if I count the nights, too, I got nigh onto four months to pay you off.

Careful you don't kill anybody with it till we get to France.

Now look here...

- Well, that'd go mighty good. - I'll be getting it.

- Fire. - Oh, my eye.

- You say $30? - Yeah.

I reckon ain't no harm you seeing it, Alvin.

I'm asking your forgiveness for a-flaring up at you the way I done.

"And when he hath found it, he layeth it,

That are a lot of critters.

- You're a religious man, York. - Yes, sir.

Marter, you are the legalest fellow in these here parts, if you ain't nothing else.

it is my pleasure to confer upon you

What I done to him that night we were visiting you weren't right.

You and the Lord could throw him, Alvin.

- Tolerable, Pastor. - What can I do for you today?

I reckon I can just be a-trusting in something that's a heap bigger than I be.

- Shucks, no, Mr. Tomkins. - Well, I'll be damned.

Like I'm saying, Miss Gracie,

And here's an offer to appear at the Winter Garden, that's a theater.

Ain't nobody cut center but Alvin York.

- Alvin, it don't make no difference. - It do to me.