Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Bye me, Elsa.
That's true.
Ellie'll get herself a husband.
Put your nose to the breeze.
Granny's been in the kitchen ever since I brought her home.
Get it, Jethro.
Do that, boy.
Mielsa.
Yeah, I see what you mean.
A wedding cake.
Violets is blue.
Hey, Granny.
Ellie will be right along with my anti-love potion, X4.
I'm afraid.
I was caught up in a moment of compassion.
Quit looking at me.
["Black Gold, Texas Tea"]
What'd you say?
They will.
Well, Jethro means too much to me.
Oh, howdy, miss, uh... Hey, that's a beautiful name.
What's that horrible smell?
You'd have to.
You're probably imagining it.
You wear that around your neck, Jethro, and it'll not only rid you of all unwanted sweethearts and fiancées, but it will kill any flying insect within a hundred yards.
What about beaver tail?
Get through.
A jewel.