Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, I'm not depending on luck.

Take your shoes off.

Oh, how exciting.

Granny might arrange that.

What's this silly thing?

That was before she run that philistine in on me.

It will be a fine gesture, Mrs. Drysdale, one that will ensure peace in our time.

Dad, we would have feuded for much less back in the hills.

I shall never humble myself before that vicious little harpy.

Can't you understand that compared to the social races, money is nothing?

Right in the corner where you are.

We've got joy, joy, joy.

Is she the little old lady who shot at me?

Down in my heart.

No, Ellie, we ain't.

I need to pay for my sins.

Please, not while I'm eating.

Now, wait a minute.

I am your wife, your mate.

Well, Sister Drysdale, come to apologize, will you?

I tell you, Jed, he's a giant.

Mr. Dry-Jill, I think I hear Granny coming.

Sir, that's a dandy.

Yeah, he's an expert.