Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm moving my business operations to the West Coast, and my dear friend Jed Clampett says you're just the man to help a rich young wooder like me.
Follow me, Roy.
I'm glad they're here.
Oh, no, ma'am.
Coot Cobbler?
For heaven's sakes, I plumb forgot about Jethro.
Help is here.
I hope you ain't gonna take it out on her boy.
Men in uniform, half price for this wonderful tonic.
Help is here.
Said, California's the place you ought to be.
Now, don't you worry, Little Roy.
It's mad dog murder.
He's done that to keep from going home to an empty table.
Are you kidding?
If that girl sees me with you, I'll never get a date.
Well now, you peddled plenty of your tonic.
I face you
Thank you, Mr. Clampett.
Help is here.