Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Me neither.
Feel it.
For this house, this estate.
I've checked every source I know.
Thank you.
Miss Richards, there must be hundreds of beautiful mansions in Beverly Hills.
Okay.
Doug, what are you doing?
Get out of here.
Oh, you don't know the problems that I've got.
Let's take this stuff back.
Sit down.
No, thank you.
When?
Oh, dreadful drapes.
My sweetheart give it to me.
You're back early.
Well, you see, this fella called up and said Mr. Drysdale wanted to see me.
But I do.
Yeah.
I got her money right here in my pocket.
Oh, well, we ain't looking to sell.
Well, I'm afraid it's my phone.
What's that statue by Rodin that I like so much?
Your car?
Get the washer to going.
I knew your first name, Lee.
We've been to Miss Tracy's for vittles.
I am?
Well, if she thinks she's going to get Mr. Clampett's house, she's got another...
We have.
He must do something.
I reckon she spent it all on that fancy car.
Would you like to join us, Jethro?
Yeah, Granny's last self just took the stripes right out this year's paper.
I'm afraid the Clampett estate is not for sale.