Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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