Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, sure.
Oil that is, black gold, Texas tea.
Don't you have a car?
What you have is on the way out, and what I have is on the way in.
No, no.
Top!
Well, uh, he's a surprise.
Come along.
But he ain't no day's shrimp rock.
Great.
The kinfolk said, Jed, move away from there.
You got one in mind, Jed?
I'll come out.
She looks plumb awful.
Now, Granny,
Who?
Just another young man suffering from intellectual anemia.
Please call me quick as Vittles is ready, Granny!
Swell.
I got some tall whittling to do.
You and I can be no more than friends.
Sorry I was so long to you.
Hell, he got over it.
Hello, Ellie.
I think I have whittled up the reason why them Hollywood fellas keeps dropping Ellie and running off with Miss Jane.
You better not goof this time, Biff.
Until tonight, Dash darling,
Hello.
And that man is ring-a-ding-ding over yours truly.
Well, they must have changed the locks since last night.