Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Hot dog!
Well, if we don't, it's going to spoil the celebration.
That man is a drunken mad dog.
This is strictly for medical purposes.
Oh, wait a minute, what about Granny's plot?
We thought we'd put them and Granny on the truck, go out to Happy Valley and have a picnic.
Look who's coming!
Oh, yeah, yes, yes, yes.
Now listen, Granny... Calm down, boy.
Good idea.
Well, I think I'd better get back to the office.
Well, hello, Mr. Clampett.
I may have to to get any business.
It's horrible.
The idea of dragging in dead birds.
away from there, said California's the place you ought to be, so they loaded up the truck and they moved to Beverly Hills, that is, swimming poos, movie stars.
I keep my money in the Commerce Bank of Beverly Hills.
Like raise hogs or chickens or run a few goats.
Howdy.
A casket, what else?
You recollect what happened with the greens?
What do you mean?
No.
She ain't home.
No, thank you.
Your joints will lock on you.
Granny, would you please stop shooting at Elmer?
But he pays in cold cash.
That's the corpse.
I done broke two chisels on it!
I'll talk to you later.
Fine and dandy.
I'll call Clampett, and I'll tell him your name is really Green.
His name?
You just broke my marble cake!
You have hit a new low.
Now remember, not a word to Granny.
Oh yeah, we found that out.
How do you like it?