Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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