Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Thanks again, boy.
Why, it's a miracle!
They were bouncing around like a couple of chickens in high rye.
You, Chief?
I bet you didn't know I was such a good dancer.
I heard it!
They're easier to carry.
Why don't you go see if Granny needs you?
You ain't going no place where there's horse betting and chorus girls.
Ah, Maloney, this is my plan.
That's right!
You're such fun.
You're right.
Well, to tell you the truth, I don't feel too much like doing any fast running this morning.
Oh, yeah?
How do you pick those winners?
Oh, no, it's worse than that.
What?
Run, Cassie L. and Wanda T.
Next time, maybe you'll listen to me and act your age.
I cleverly reasoned that if Mr. Clampett were to meet the right woman, it would create in him a desire to improve himself.
He's probably got friends.
Oh, Chief, who would listen?
Oh, well, that ain't what it looks like.
It's time for the seventh race.
How about some vittles?
Oh, that's all right.