Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Nothing.
Granny, I told you we ain't going to let them gypsies scare us out of our house.
You're getting him on the rebound.
She's a queen.
They ain't a pig or a chicken on this place.
Listen!
I'll go with you.
Right outside!
I paid you gypsies $100 to frighten the clampets back to the hills.
Jerko.
So you're not handsome.
You look fine, Chief.
Honey, baby, mine.
Well, I believe I'd rather be surprised like everybody else.
What does he look like?
Before what happens?
Ooh, dark and handsome with a mustache.
Uh... Gypsies say what $60 million?
Don't ask.
A frostbit granny is a miserable granny.
Well, he would not mind.
Nothing better.
He's all right.
I'm coming, lover!
Hush up, a duck!
Even if you were free to marry him, you ain't no more up to an outdoor honeymoon than I am.
Get up, you 230 pound numbskull!
Let's see how Granny made out first.
California is a place you ought to be, so they loaded up the truck and they moved to Beverly Hills, that is.
Hooray!
Come here.
Now hand over that hundred bucks.
But she wants to take the $15 million out of your bank.
Is that the only tune you know how to play?