Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You'll be the first to see The Dailies, The Rushes.
Suddenly, Sir Trevor appears out of the darkness in the fog.
They'll be dressed how?
Flag them down, and I'll put them in my car.
Judge Travers!
What about her?
I'm Jed Clampett.
What do you mean they're driving around the lot?
Whoa!
You may be running this studio yet.
Oh, howdy, howdy.
No, we'll pay cash.
You own the place.
I am.
Yes, sir.
Judge Travers!
He's got that Mr. Sir Trevor backed off a mile.
Don't need it, old chap.
Let me repeat what Mr. Clampett just said.
Hello, my dear.
What?
Come along.
Julie!
Well, back there must be Doris Day.
Barnes, we hear you got in trouble.
Whoa!
You cheer up, Mr. Chapman.
Shame on you.
He's having trouble, ain't he?
Yonder he stands.