Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Tie me to the rack.
Granny, I'm in love.
She?
It smells good, too.
Hell, no!
That's all of them.
I smell parsnip and squirrel pie, girl.
Now it's time to say goodbye to Jed and all his kin.
Just trying to figure out the best way to commit suicide.
Well, let's forget that.
Bye.
Granny wouldn't, and Miss Jane don't even know that I'm going to propose to her yet.
I'll pick you up at the... I forgot that, too.
Go-gizzards?
Lean back and relax.
What might I care for a cocktail?
Well, if she ever does get herself a husband, I know what to give him for a wedding present.
We'll go out someplace.
But Miss Jane, has your conscience ever talked to you?
Miss Jane gets to turn you down first.
You must try to forget me.
Any messages?
It's raw.
Slick, handsome, smart, good-mannered.
Is Miss Jane going out with you?
Rob me.
All right, all right.
Mielsa.
Hello, Mr. Jethro.
Forget my brain.
That's never happened to me before.
I'll fix them all for you.
You.