Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, come on, Margaret, hurry up.

Here's your raps.

It's Christmas.

The Jet Glampets.

Well, we could always take it back.

Feels like a rain hat.

Here he is, sir.

Don't do this, Jethro.

Let's get rolling.

If any bets suggest we're wild here, I'm going to need help moving this thing.

How do you reckon anybody could sail about up here?

Merry Christmas to you.

Yes, Miss Granham.

Hey, Uncle Jeff!

Boat and a skipper?

Margaret, it has wheels.

Now we can go out and find some water to float our boat in.

Well, I'm gonna get out of this thing.

But, Milburn, I don't want them to stay here.

Who's that sitting up there beside Ellie?

I'm coming, Milburn.

And I bet you I can beat you drinkin' milk, too.

Director Jethro means this Beverly Hills snow ain't the kind that falls down from the sky.

Yes, Mr. Clampett, I predict that you're going to get many, many hours of enjoyment from that little craft.

Y'all come back now, hear?

Ellie, you sweep it up before it gets to melting and gets everything soggy.

We gave them a boat for Christmas, among other things.

Well, now, I've got to dash over to the Clampetts before they go outside and discover their boat.