Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What does it mean?
Where's he going on this truck?
I wouldn't let nothing stop me from seeing that baby.
Maybe.
Wolf bane?
Oh, I done opened one, Mr. Drysdale.
That suits me.
Every fool of the moon.
Miss Jane said some vandals stripped our truck.
Don't touch the hubcaps.
That's close.
The same sweet, soft, warm, angelic expression.
Can I be your flunky?
Shirley Temple?
Hooterville?
Chief, your wife... Has been shopping for weeks, sparing no expense to make this an exact replica of the first Thanksgiving dinner in New England.
They make my lips red and rosy.
How cheap can you get?
A banker?
Howdy, Mr. Drydale.
A dollar and a half?
Pleased to meet you.
Careful, Granny.
That's one turkey?
You're all invited back next week to this locality to have a heapin' helpin' of their hospitality.
Well, he ain't exactly the way I pictured him, but he's cute, all right.
Cutest little general store you ever did see.
That won't stop Granny.
What's your name?
Mr. Bodeen, have you ever created stars out of complete unknowns like us?
I am supposed to cook it and serve 65 people in my tiny apartment?
We's all going down there and see him.
Oh, it's beautiful.
No.
Y'all come back now, hear?
There's your deposit receipt, Ed.
Will you be there?
I had to make you my beneficiary.
Do you want to buy something?