Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Enchanté.
This time it's my homemade bread.
Don't wait for me, Jenkins.
Get through!
Is she really a princess?
The kinfolk said, Jed, move away from there.
Her raccoon and her possum and no telling what all.
And now, Granny, this here's a wig.
It was you who gave me the opportunity to become a couturier.
And she will speak to you only through her interpreter.
Well, come on!
Look, you frightened her away.
C'est connu.
Who then?
Excuse me, ma'am, but we're looking for my daughter.
I hear your gowns can make any woman beautiful.
She done herself right proud in that style show, didn't she, Granny?
You want hot biscuits, Pa?
Let me catch her.
Madame Interpreté.
Yeah, boy, put down your hand and run.
You got a stomachache?