Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

He made me buy six bottles.
Cold coot cobbler.
No, no, rarely me take care of that.
Oh, Granny, Roy's ma is one of the best cooks in Kidd County.
You know something, folks?
There they are.
Yes, sir.
40 bottles of Big Mama's magic mixture.
Any word from Cousin Roy yet?
Oh, I should say not.
Help is here.
Oh, two of them, eh?
Oh... Melbourne... Drysdale... Commerce Bank... President... What else?
Oh, sorry to hear that.
And it's free.
He'll be arrested within minutes.
Gets into the bloodstream real quick.
I'll dedicate this to him anyway, because he's Mama's favorite. ♪
Well, thank you, Granny, but I just finished the last of the vittles that Mama packed from her trip.
Shut up and get off the phone, blabbermouth!
Oh, it's too late for me, Jed.
We got to save him.
Roy, come on.
He had eyes for my vittles.
Howdy, Miss Jane.
What about her?
Nobody.
Help is here.
Do tell.