Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You bet you won't.
No, it ain't a good match.
Starring us.
And you're gonna get it!
In fact, I am the founder and the president of the G-A-H-A-B Society.
Oh, nothing, Jed.
Churn soft and you take advantage of it.
I asked the Clampetts to put it up.
Look up in the sky.
No, he didn't.
I have an idea.
Here's a head for you.
You're going to be the donor.
Look out, little baby!
I am on my way to the stockbroker to see how many millions Mr. Drysdale's smart investments has made for me this morning.
What are you doing here, Benedict Arnold?
Lame complain.
Now, let's have a look.
Come on, Jethro.
No, I reckon that just about does it.
You young'uns help the doctor or you can't.
Turns out he don't want a cabin for a second honeymoon.
Come out, toothless girl.