Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You'll know how you drive it.

All right, doggies, I'll bet you that's the reason he stripped this buggy down so he'd get as light as he could.

I don't want them to change their minds.

You won fair and square.

What is it, boy?

Let me have a turn on her first, Ellie.

Call yourself a driving teacher.

Did you say the Drysdale's buying a horse?

Well, an occasional visit to the stables might very well satisfy their urge for the rural life.

Like you said, Jed, they seen Mr. Drysdale coming.

Well, you see, I didn't... And you're going to let me kiss you, aren't you?

I'm afraid that's the buggy the fella promised you.

What's this thing?

Jet, do you need any help getting the truck out of here?

Guessing people's weight.

Come on, let's go.

Hold it, youngins.

Boy, that is black gold, Texas tea.

Now don't you worry, Jeff.

Oh no, she ain't going to miss it, she's going to be in it.

You know they come getting ready to come in.

You too, Harry Mae.