Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

When I get done talking on the evils of gambling,
This has been a Filmways presentation.
That's what I mean.
Of course not.
Come here quickly.
This is grocery money.
We is going to the fairgrounds to find your pa and to fetch him back home before it's too late.
What do you say we go out to the racetrack?
You stay here and keep a light burning in the window if we don't find Jess.
They're going to the racetrack.
Like the Watusi, the Froog, the Jerk, or the Monkey?
49,000 losers.
Just show it to any usher.
Yeah?
Why, she's going to have more fun than... Hey, Granny, you finally got home.
Maybe we ought to get out of here before we cause any more trouble.
I'm sorry, Chief.
Why couldn't I have married somebody like him?
And then one day he was shooting at some food, and up through the ground come a bubbling crude.
That city siren is here.
Oh, I don't know, madam.
Had enough, Fred?
I'll be there in 45 minutes.
Granny?
The kinfolk said, Jed, move away from there.
Why don't you sit down here and wait?
This van got a little in it.
I know that, too.
I knew he wouldn't tell me anything.
The only thing she'll rub in will be some of her I-told-you-so's and all your dog farm will give her that satisfaction.
Wait!