Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'll say.
Morning, Miss Phillips.
It's probably better if you tackle Mr. Clavin alone.
Here's the location of Cavanaugh's box.
That's about the size of it, Fanny.
He walked, but he didn't win.
Right down here, madam.
Did you hear that, Miss Hathaway?
Well, sort of.
Well, ain't that what you're supposed to do?
You're right.
Here.
We're all invited back next week to this locality to have a heapin' helpin' of their hospitality.
I would like to remind you of your campaign promise, in which you said... By thunder, that's Jed Clampett!
I wish I was one of them.
Come on, see if you can hobble down the stairs.
I like Rosie Dawn.
Bless you!
My, you look handsome.
Fine horse, ma'am.
And I finally picked the winner!
They would like to thank you folks for kindly dropping in.
The Senator said that?
I bet you five dollars to win on a long shot!
They danced till dawn.
Oh, the horse races.
Miracle?
Yeah?
Reckon not, Ellie.
All right, let's go down to the cashier and get it.
Granny, we need your help.
Oil, that is.
Just dandy.
Pa, if you don't leave before Granny gets home, you're going to catch the dickens.