Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I wouldn't want to get my son to go to meet suit all messed up.

I'll say it ain't.

You ought to get yourself married, son.

It'll cool you down. ♪

My doggie Granny, she was right.

Is there like this, Mr. Drysdale?

This calls for a cool head and warm feet.

Went away and left me stranded.

I seen it, but I can't believe it.

I'd be honored to shake your hand.

You've got my word.

Having late Crick around will lead to nothing but trouble.

Uh, if you put it that way, I'm afraid I can't take the job.

If that Leif Crick has dug me a root cellar, I'll jump back into the cement pond with an anvil in my arms.

I wish I could stay and see this joyous reunion between two old friends, but I must be getting back to the bank.

All right, let's all quit arguing with Granny so we can eat.

Stop your granny.

Giving thanks, Mr. Brysdale, sir.

Well, that sure is handy, eh?

Shouldn't you get some rest?

Two birds and a mule's tail.