Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You mean to tell me if Cary Grant comes home at night after working hard riding and roping and fighting them rustlers that he ain't gonna be hungry?
I have an appointment now with an important new customer, the wife of a bank president.
Très ravissante.
Is she a movie star?
Now, uh, let me, uh...
Will the rest of my family invite you, too?
Okey-dokey.
Little sandwiches.
And those folks need the money?
I have an appointment with Maurice.
They would like to thank you folks for kindly dropping in.
Come, Ellie.
Ken, holler to the stove.
I don't think he's any relation.
Oh, Miss Drydale, now that you ain't mad at us no more, we can just cut out all this fillishness about it in French talk.
If we was to go down there and stand around and watch Ellie studying ladying, she'd get nervous as a cat.
Well, before we do anything, we've got to catch her.
Wasn't me, Uncle Jeff.
Come on, Jesso, hurry up with that company!
Sutter spell.
It's just that we figure you ought to be able to make biscuits for your husband.
Dog, if he don't tie it, better than you do.
My pleasure, Mr. Clampett.
Miss Jane was talkin' about a fella named Cary Grant.
Oh, Milford, I'd be the happiest woman in the world.