Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You towed him, Ellie.
Why, we might never have known that Mr. Drysdale here was a fine gentleman from Tennessee.
Come on now.
He said it was feuding.
It's perfectly safe to look out through the bars.
I wouldn't want to be the man who opens up that door.
Ella Mae, you go in there and surrender.
Talk fast!
You lock on the door and you yell to him inside that it's you.
Come on, Jethro.
Tell me about Napoleon.
I'll go and see Mr. Drysdale.
Texas tea.
Run, you yellow botkin!
You know something, Ellie?
It's me, Ravenswood.
They even had a wedding dance and he joined in the fling.
Fabulous.
Kind of ragged, though.
Not until late this evening.
This here will save you shopping.
Tell me, ever hear of the Moses family?
Well, I reckon we'll have to call her on the telephone.
All clear.
I reckon that Drysdale's got him!