Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Now we gotta figure out how to hold him till she gets back.

Well, I suggest we induct her right now and get her uniformed in time for today's expedition.

Why don't you go find Jethro so he can enjoy these with me?

Say, Professor, I got a kind of a notion.

What if the counters need help?

You mean to tell me there's 40 of them running around up there buck-toothed naked?

Yes, we're going to look for the nesting place of the yellow-bellied sapsucker.

Of course, the condor's nest is just a rocky ledge or sheltered spot high among the rocks.

Let me think now.

I believe I'm expected.

What are you talking about?

Whatever you do, don't let Granny see him.

You couldn't get a condor to wear clothes.

What kind of place they got?

I'll give you some vittles.

I would have had my hair done and worn a different dress.

Here in this office?

The Beverly Hillbillies.

Our only contact is by carrier pigeon, and the last one has been dispatched.

Look, don't give the professor any money, at least until I've looked into the tax aspects.

Now, look... I'm warning you, don't annoy her.

According to Mr. Drydale, he is on relief.

A donation from Mr. Clyburn... Forget it!

Would you like that, Ellie?

He's a member of the corvidi family.

So, you relax and I'll... I'll get back to you!

That's all right.

Hello there, Granny.

Well, break it.

What are you doing out here, noodleman?

Must have five or six girls, eh?

For years now, they have been driven farther and farther back into the mountains, shot at, harassed, poisoned.

The professor is the only human being who has ever managed to live in prolonged and intimate contact with that rare and remarkable bird?