Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Granny and me are waiting in the kitchen.

That young fella wants to know, can he take you out for supper?

Come on outside.

I'll just throw myself out the window.

What you looking at, Granny?

Oh, that's great.

You're just being a little unreasonable.

Over my burning body.

But he might be just the beau we've been looking for for that girl.

And if that ain't enough, he wants me to give a bath to fleas.

He's a bug doctor.

It ain't Duke I want the Critter doctor to come see, you tell him he ain't.

And then one day he was shooting at some food, and up to the ground come a bubbling crude.

By the way, my name's Jim Gardner.

Granny, you is good for nothing.

I'll be back, I promise.

He's gonna be all right.

It's coming along for suppertime, don't you want to get started fixing the fiddles?

Oh, he's in the bedroom right at the top of the stairs.

Now, Granny, you listen to me.

What did you say?

If he comes courting on her regular, we'll end up with more violence than the zoo.

Say, on a 10% commission, if I sell $30,000 worth of bug spray, you're mine.

I got enough to take care of now.

Uh, fly spray, mosquito ointment, moth cakes, roach pellets.

Let's start with loaches.

Are you telling me that I ain't fit to doctor a dog?

Granny don't allow dogs in the bed.

Who's everybody?