Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Your mumsy just had the most ghastly dream.
- A medical Western? - Yes! I think it's called,
Don't move, I'll be right back!
(banjo music)
Yes, and if that tree should ever lose its leaves and she gets
Oh, hi, Mr. Drysdale! Did your wife get up?
Oh, it might not be good for you, Margaret.
Here's the goat's milk, Granny.
Paul and Jethro would have come too, but they're busy with the cattle.
(mooing)
He says, "Oh, what have I done to deserve this?"
Two heads is better than one!
Mrs. Drysdale must be in terrible shape.
Granny. You know, Jethro. Could be that there fox was Ms. Drysdale's pet.
- Cows, chickens, pigs, goats. - No.
Oh, you couldn't see them, dear.
she can milk this here goat.
I still hear the cattle - and the goats!
Got ourselves some mighty fine lookin' stock.
Ooh! And the biggest toad you can find.
- Are you her kin? - I'm a butler.
This sure is a dandy pen, Mr. Drysdale.
(knocks with doorknocker)
Mr. Drysdale happy to see 'em?
Even Mr. Drysdale's been after me to buy some Dogira..
that little chicken sittin' on his back.
It won't bite ya'. We'll be back later with the goat's milk.
Awful smart woman, but that ain't the way you spell Bodine.
Wouldn't even let us see Mrs. Drysdale.