Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm catching one of them whoppers for supper tonight.

What if they say no?

Thank you very much.

Well, let's go catch one of our own.

He'd remind Granny too much of Leif Crick.

Oh, it's a great spot.

Mr. Drysdale told us about a fishing hole that's got them all beat.

So they loaded up the truck and they moved to Beverly Hills, that is.

Then when he jumps out of the water to grab you, you grab him first.

Ain't that right, Granny?

Granny, you'll be perfectly safe.

We'll ask them marines nice and polite, can we fish in a fishing hole?

We ain't bringing home nothing but fish.

That's too much fish for a little woman like you.

We got mean mouth and stick chased out of there.

Said, California's the place you ought to be.

I'd be proud as you to take that big rascal home, but instead of gaining the fish, we might be losing the boy.

Folks don't want me shooting a gun, and when I snare the game, they only makes a pit out of it.

Only bridge I know goes over the Los Angeles River.

But you'll love it, Granny.

That fish ain't never gonna be ready.

Just get in close to him, that'll be the last thing you ever do and I'll settle down.