Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Granny, Mr. Carver tells me you're performing first aid on the chief.

Details, details, but no one's interested in that side of the story.

Yes, it'll make a fortune.

And where are you going now, immaculate old matron?

I'm gonna make that television commercial with the Klamaths, I don't care what you say, or my wife either.

You said yourself his skull's too thin.

Now, just rest easy.

That'll relax you.

He don't recognize Miss Jane.

He calls her a dumpling!

I'll be super banker and zoom out of the sky to rescue the destitute, starving hillbillies.

But do I look like a famous Beverly Hills surgeon?

It's all ready, doctor.

Oh, I don't think he can have no more.

Jethro and Paul's fetching him in.

Remember that whack he got on the head when he busted through the cabin door?

Besides, his wife ain't too happy with him now.

Is that what it is?

I'll be the hero of the banking business from coast to coast.

Now, I think he'll come out of it all right, but I think we ought to humor him.

Now, you stay with me and you will have a nest egg for the rest of your life.

You go sterilize my soul.

Bilbo Drysdale speaking.