Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

A Beverly Hillbilly.
I got an awful quick mind.
Uncle Jet, this country's in what you call a space wretch.
What's the matter?
Hey, Miss Jane!
Well, Miss Jane is fixing to get him off on another track, Granny.
All set, Mr. Sherman.
Jekyll says he's going to rocket himself into space.
It has long been my secret ambition to interpret the folk music of our land.
Meanwhile, Jeff, let me urge you again to take up the guitar and... Well, forgive me, Miss Jane.
What does it sound like?
Please.
Wow.
After all I've done for that girl, she left me high and dry.
Out!
If the team of Jane and Jethro breaks up, it means losing all this.
We's gonna have stewed chicken.
Really?
Oh, that's too bad.
I was glad to get rid of her and her critters.
You a singer?
He wants to hear you two do your number again.
Wait a minute.
Teams are very hot right now.
Dad?