Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'll get up enough speed going down one hill to take me up the next.

If I just stand in front of the bank, there's flour in my buttonhole.

I'm pretty sure they do.

I want to call my family.

Alan May, you ain't feeding them critters my Playboy vittles, are you?

This is Granny!

All your gnashing and wailing ain't gonna stop me.

Maybe I'd better make the arrest.

Chances are she's already found some nice quiet spot to bed down for the night.

All you need is somebody to work the pedals for you.

Sorry, Mr. Drysdale says I got the only one there is.

Well, she's on her way.

Out of your what?

Well you can give your company turnip greens and sow belly.

I hope I didn't scare you off, Bug Tussle.

That's the way, Jethro.

That's because you're a dumb old country girl.

But that Las Vegas has got them all, Bill.

He's pretty big.

Oh, do you know good, Mr. Drydale?

I hope you enjoy Las Vegas.

I'm going home and get something to eat.

All by herself?

Oh, they'll find her.

Granny Bowser declares she's going to walk home.