Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You're a queen.
Ah, hold on.
Black gold.
Oh, there you are.
But I'm bound and determined to keep this family together.
Not till it gets dark.
I'm sure there are.
Mr. Drysdale's off in Boston with his missus, so let's go this way.
Howdy.
There.
Well, you can do lots of things, Granny.
I bet you're an armful of mama.
What'd you get?
I got something for you.
Granny, what this place has done for her is a plain miracle.
Yeah, I wrote her a letter.
I'm her nephew, Jethro.
Oh shucks, it ain't nothing but a heap of bricks, but we call it home.
Well, she says little old Mary is everybody's favorite.
I wish you could have seen her go out that door looking like a queen in a picture book.
Since when can you write letters?
Now, Granny, will you just let me say one thing?
That's mighty neighborly of you.
Probably, so lie on us.