Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You sure you want to marry a girl that dumb?
We ain't got a woodshed.
Colonel.
Izzy Belle Gooch.
Honeybee, you give Emmeline one of your bathing suits and explain to her... Well, I done give her one of my bathing suits, Pa, but she's scared you won't like her showing her limbs.
I'm sorry, Uncle Jed, but we's gonna have to fight us a duel.
Uncle Jed gave it to me.
Cash.
He's got an appointment.
Excuse me, Chief, there's a Colonel Foxhall to see you.
He ought to do something.
It might a pleasure to see you.
I hope you'll stay to supper, Colonel.
You remember the Fetty family?
Yes, ma'am.
I just come by to make my handies.
Set a spell.
I'm Emmeline.
She grins, moaning, gasping for breath, and her eyes roll back in her head.
I'm starting to run over that little old gal.
Well, Chief, you did make him vice president for a day.
Don't tell me!
You should have seen her face when I told her that I graduated sixth grade.
Because as the rod is spared, so is the twig bent.
No wonder you sent me out of the house this morning.
She might have married you then and there.