Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Compliments of Milburn Drysdale.
Where's the hay shakers that wants me to drive them to Hooterville?
But I'm crowding middle age.
That way, it's protected by the United States government.
I'm gonna give you a great big hug.
Then you got to get married straight off.
You like her looks?
Hey, I'll bet you're that big Hollywood producer.
What are you doing, Chief?
It's too technical for a layman to understand.
Oh, bless you, Granny.
Happy Thanksgiving, Granny.
Don't you worry, darling.
I'll throw you in front of the truck and plead insanity.
Oh, you must be Mr. Bodine, the big Hollywood producer-director.
Amen.
I ain't even done my lips yet.
Boy, and Mr. Douglas ain't got anything like that in his barn.
Margaret's got my car!
They's on their way in here now.
And you've blessed us with some wonderful new friends.
Same here, sweetheart.
We've got it made.
Yes, sir, Mr. Bodine.
Yeah.
What do you want, Ab?
We can cover that with makeup.
Straight on, I'm El.
Can I be your flunky?
Oh, run along now.
Just call me Star Maker.