Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

He's liable to run right through a wall.

Blessings of gypsies upon you.

I'm married to her and you're going to put a curse on me?

Besides, I already turned him down.

We'll go down to the crawdad hole.

They always steal boy babies!

The Beverly Hillbilly.

You done your part, Narda.

I'm sorry for what I did.

Back to the tearoom.

He panics at the thought of losing that $60 million.

Mother, listen.

Forces of evil!

You done that cleaning catfish with a dull knife.

Well, now it's time to say goodbye to Jed and all his kin.

I see much money, killing in stock market.

What's the matter?

Happens to poor gypsies every day.

There's plenty here for all gypsies.

Why didn't you steal him?

You get a line and I'll get a pole.

Well, it's the gypsy lady again.

It's cloudy, for cash clouds might lift.

Any moment now... On that record, I can't hear what the gypsy's saying.

Oh, now, you're just trying to be nice.

Just shoot them through the door.

Did you hear what she said?

You want to steal my rings.

Mother, she must have had another $40.

I swallowed half of him.

Granny, it's gonna get pretty nippy out there tonight.