Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

How do you do if I may have a few moments of your time?
Please don't take them back.
Baby, you're what I need.
It's fine.
You're right, Jed.
He ain't showed up for his riddle.
Crawling under the house ain't so easy anymore at my age.
I'm very anxious to meet both of them.
Now, hold on, Ellie.
What's that kind of talking?
Of course not.
Jed, I've been thinking.
Do you know what kind of a doctor you are?
Best get to it.
Not bad.
He does, that crazy bug doctor.
Well, you'll find out.
We know that.
I've doctored this family, man and beast, for 50 years.
It's bad enough that I have to be sewing clothes for a monkey, or washing bed linen after a hound dog, but I'll be switched if I'm going around spraying perfume on flies and mosquitoes and giving parties for moths.
She ain't?
Now we don't have to bother Dr. Martin at all.
I reckon that's why he didn't show up for his riddle.
They would like to thank you folks for kindly dropping in.
Beverly Hills bug doctor.
Just send my poor, old, weary bones back home.
I thought I told you to get out of the house.
That's a wonderful idea.
Why not?