Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Bessie and Ellie can hide in the tree.

Now, don't get jealous, honey, but physically, he's my kind of man.

Mine too, baby, mine too.

We ain't had a decent feud since we left the hills.

Because of the death of your distant cousin, the late Marcus.

I see the little grabber.

Get a hold to yourself.

Let's hide and wait later, rich rascal.

Ellie May ain't found herself a feller, and Jethro ain't found what he's after neither.

Oh, I've got a tax angle on the castle.

I couldn't find Duke.

And if that Jethro brings in one of them fire belching lizards into my kitchen, he's gonna clean it.

Y'all come back now, hear?

Here's the call, ma'am.

I reckon you and Granny and Jethro is all a mite overwrought from our trip.

Now wait, Granny.

You the one who smokes crawdads?

Mr. Clampett has arranged that we shall all get our back wages.

You tell them goomers at the next castle that it wasn't my idea to crawfish out of our feud.

I'm gonna dare them to come over here and fight.

Good luck, Jed, signed Henry VIII.

Do you see Robin Hood?

Annie, I told you we ain't feuding that castle.

Now what's Jethro after?

Dragons are mythical!

You fetch them suitcases in the house and get all this stuff off the truck.

Well, the first thing you know, old Jeb's a millionaire.

Did you hear that?