Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Ain't I, Ellie?
Oh, but I am.
Mr. Drosdale, how many men you got around here anyhow?
He's just right for this place.
Boy, that is black gold, Texas tea.
You ain't never seen so much food in all your boring days.
We should be thankful Miss Tracy wants to take it off of our hands.
I like it.
Yes?
Jed Clavin, but... Thank you very much.
Well, I know you're one of the richest women in the world.
Come on!
You do?
Constrain the foul, just wheelin' it in and wheelin' it out.
Oh, incidentally, you may be hearing from a Miss Tracy Richards.
Oh, oh.
That bumpkin, that hazy.
Are you okay, bro?
Won't you want to see any more of the house?
Who was we running from?
I'm older than I look.
He'll be back.
Let's be friends.
Lumber?
So far, I ain't been able to get a how-to-do in edgeways.
Boy, I'll say.
The Tracy Richards.
She is the most willful, headstrong, spoiled, rotten woman that I've...