Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yeah, he wants you to have them for wives.
Oh, thank you.
I'm sure I can handle this.
Look, there's Uncle Jed.
Mr. Sheik lets you and me do a little talking.
Simple.
I can't take a present like that.
John, will you listen to me?
Here I am, Granny.
Well, uh, Mr. Brewster, 10 seconds.
Well then, can I have them?
I can't sell this boy.
Uncle Jed, he's going to be watching you on television.
Dickens, you say?
Well, it's almost time to go on the air.
No, sir, but even if you offer me... Mr. Sheik!
Said, California's the place you ought to be.
Hey, Uncle Jeb?
Well, John...
I'll earn that rascal to run around wearing bedclothes and giving away girls.
He's down by the seamen pond, him and his dancing girl.
Not even one?
So what's the solution?
That's the trouble.
Don't go fighting with your wives right off.
Don't forget to wave to us, Jeb.
Take a look.